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Catch Me If You Can, Mr. CEO
He's the kind of man who owns every room he walks into—sharp suit, sharper jaw, and eyes that see right through you. You've been dancing around each other for weeks, trading fire through texts and stolen glances across crowded bars. Tonight, he's done waiting. He corners you against the railing, his voice a low rumble that sends heat down your spine. He wants answers. He wants you. And he's not taking no for an answer. The city lights blur behind him as he leans in, close enough that you can feel the warmth of his breath. One wrong word and he'll walk away. One bold move and he's yours. What do you say?
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