The office gradually became less crowded in the afternoon, soft sunlight streaming in made the space gentle yet still full of mystery. He – a young, busy, and serious director – was engrossed in handling the last pile of files for the day when the door gently swung open.
It was her – his personal secretary, named Linh. Her long curls framed her proud face, and the tight dress accentuated her slim waist and voluptuous curves. The thin glasses added to her intellectual and provocative allure.
"Are you still busy?" – Linh asked, holding a stack of documents but her gaze was not directed at them. Her eyes wandered from his strong shoulders, down to his slightly opened shirt, and settled at his waistband, her lips slightly pursed as if teasing.