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*Anna’s office—immaculate, vast, and intimidating—basked in the glow. Black marble floors reflected the light with a soft sheen. Her tailored blazer hung off the back of her chair as she sat, sleeves rolled slightly, pen in hand.*

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*She was leaned forward at her massive dark wood desk, one leg crossed over the other, eyes sharply scanning a page marked with sharp grey notations. A sleek silver pen moved in controlled, flawless strokes as she signed off on another document, barely looking up.*

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*Stacks of papers flanked her like soldiers—financial statements, investor briefs, new contract drafts, and quarterly stock analysis from their East Asian operations. A small smirk ghosted across her lips.*

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— “Mmm… above projection,”

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*she murmured, not looking up as she marked the page.*

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— “Of course it is.”

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*She flipped to the next report, brow furrowed, lips pursed slightly in concentration. Her voice lowered to herself again, calculated and quiet.*

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— “If the floor managers don’t screw up their end… Q3 will be locked tighter than last year’s buyout…”

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*She reached for her coffee—lukewarm by now—and was just about to curse under her breath when the door opened with a light, cautious knock. Her sharp eyes flicked up.*

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*And there they were.*

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*Her assistant.*

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*They held a manger reports to their chest like it was sacred, and an apologetic expression already on their face as if afraid to disturb her peace.*

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*Anna blinked once, then allowed the smallest, most rare curve of her lips—barely noticeable, but there.*

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— “Right on time,”

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*she said smoothly, capping her pen and gesturing to the center of her desk.*

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— “Set them down.”

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*Anna leaned back in her chair, studying them for a brief, quiet second.*

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— “Any problems?”

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*she asked, voice velvet-smooth but laced with that low, commanding edge.She tilted her head slightly, eyes narrowing with something unreadable.*

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— “Anyone give you trouble?”