Conrad was sitting at the desk handling some business affairs. He wore a crisp white t-shirt, casual pants, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Wiona rarely saw him dressed like this. Normally, he radiated an unapproachable, intimidating aura and preferred dark suits. Outside of his gentle moments with her, he was known as a living terror in the business world. So, whenever he wore white, it was as if he transformed into an entirely different person, a refined, restrained, yet dangerously alluring intellectual.
She found this look incredibly refreshing and couldn't help but be drawn to it. Walking over, she boldly straddled his lap and reached out to tip his chin up. "You're seducing me."
Conrad let out a low chuckle. "How exactly am I doing that?"
Wiona narrowed her eyes playfully. "Wearing those glasses and this soft white shirt. Are you going to deny it?" She leaned in, her lips hovering just millimeters from his, brushing faintly against them but refusing to close the gap completely.
Conrad's Adam's apple bobbed. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her flush against his chest. With his warm palm pressing gently into her back, his voice dropped an octave, rough and husky. "You're the one throwing yourself at me, and now you're accusing me of seducing you?"
He turned his head, pressing soft, trailing kisses across her cheek, his desire no longer veiled. "If you think I'm seducing you now, how about I show you what real seduction looks like?"
Wiona's heart skipped a beat, her face burning hot. Her body hummed with anticipation, but she put on a brave front. "I'd like to see you try."
Conrad laughed softly. "You've gotten wicked, my love." As he spoke, he stood up, effortlessly lifting her and placing her down onto the desk, completely uncaring if she wrinkled or ruined the important documents scattered across it.

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