Samantha's Forbidden Encounter

Samantha was dreading another dull day at her desk job. As she settled into her chair and booted up her computer, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to see Marcus, one of the company's top executives, standing over her, his hand still resting on her shoulder.

"What the hell, Marcus?" she hissed, shrugging him off. "Can't you see I'm busy?"

Marcus ignored her irritation and leaned in close. "I need your help with something," he said, his voice low and husky.

Samantha raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite herself. "Sure, what is it?"

Marcus led her to a deserted conference room and shut the door behind them. "I need you to help me with a problem," he said, his eyes roaming over her body. "A very personal problem."

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