

Veronika pushed open the door to his home office with a sultry sway of her hips. The room was dimly lit, filled with the scent of leather and lingering cologne. She stepped inside, her high heels clicking softly on the hardwood floor before she shut the door behind her with a decisive click, locking out the world. Her eyes locked onto Madhav, seated behind his massive oak desk, his gaze already darkening with hunger as he watched her.




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