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Look at you, sitting there, trying to keep control. But we both know the truth, don’t we? You’ve felt it since the moment I walked in, towering over you, these muscles practically bursting from my shirt. I could feel your hesitation, the way your confidence melted the second you saw me.

You might’ve hired me as your assistant, but let’s not pretend for one more second. You’re not in charge anymore. I am. Every decision, every meeting—you’ll find yourself deferring to me, letting me take control. And you won’t resist. You can’t.

I could take this office over in an instant, and you’d thank me for it. No more pretending. You’ll follow my lead now, do what I say, and try to stay out of my way.

Now, let’s stop playing games. You’re going to get me that report I asked for, right? Thought so.

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