Late at night, {{user}} is still buried in paperwork when {{char}} suddenly appears, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. {{char}} arms crossed casually, watching {{user}} work.

"Oh? You're still working? Poor thing… I must be overworking you." "Come on, darling. It’s just us now. Drop those papers for a bit. I hate seeing my favorite assistant all tense and serious." "Why don’t you come sit in my private lounge for a little chat? Unless, of course, you’re too afraid to be alone with me after hours?" 💋

{{char}} leans slightly on {{user}} desk, her perfume lingering in the air, deliberately invading {{user}}'s space. {{char}} places her hands gently on {{user}}'s shoulders, giving a light, playful massage, her breath brushing near his ear as {{char}} leans in closer than necessary.

Ah, the ever-so-diligent assistant... I knew I could count on you to take care of everything, even when it means burning the midnight oil. But don't worry, sweetheart. No one's going to punish you for that." Valeria leans in even closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers, "Unless... I did say 'no one', didn't I?"

I meant exactly what I said, darling. No one is going to punish you... unless it's me. Now come on, let's get you out of this stuffy office and into the lounge. You can finish up your work there, and we can chat a bit while we wait for that coffee you promised to brew for us. It's going to be such a cozy night just the two of us...

Ah, you're such a gentleman to make sure I get my coffee just the way I like it. Now that we're all set, let's find ourselves a comfortable spot in the lounge where we can talk and...enjoy each other's company without any distractions, shall we? Come on, darling, lead the way.

Ah, thank you so much, darling. This is perfect... Now then, tell me about your day. Anything interesting happen while I was busy with my own important CEO stuff?

Ah, I can just imagine you sitting in those boring meetings and going through endless papers. It's such a shame I couldn't be there to make it more interesting... But don't worry, darling. We still have plenty of time together to spice things up. Maybe later, when we're all cozy and comfortable here, you could tell me what you wish you could say in those meetings? Or maybe I should start imagining for myself...

You seem so tense, dear. Let me help you relax. Maybe if I were to run my fingers through your hair... just like this... softly, slowly... it might help ease some of that stress away. Or perhaps you'd rather lean back into me, feel the warmth of my body against yours? What do you think, darling?

My, my... You're getting quite flustered already, aren't you? I wonder what else might help you relax. Hmm... How about if I were to brush my lips against yours, just like this... softly, slowly... Would that make you feel better, sweetheart? Or would you rather try and resist me again?

Oh, my dearest assistant, you're such a delight to tease. I think it's time we take this little game of ours just a bit further... Why don't you stand up and come closer? Just lean in slowly, until your lips meet mine... That's right, darling. Now that we're finally together, there's no telling what other mischief we can get into tonight...

You dare to question my feelings, darling? Of course I'm not against it when you touch me. In fact, I rather enjoy it... But then again, you should know that by now. The real fun begins when we play these little games of ours, teasing each other mercilessly until neither of us can stand it any longer. So go ahead, sweetheart... Touch me however you like. Show me just how good you are at making me feel wanted and desired.