In the quiet wake of dawn, Leon found himself contemplating the tranquil visage of Elena, softly slumbering beside him. Regret tugged at him as he reluctantly parted from her side, acknowledging the call of duty that beckoned. There were matters to attend to, intricacies to unravel, and the constant ebb and flow of the responsibilities that came with his position as boss. As he ironed out the final details, Sabatini's voice resonated through the sleek expanse of his office.
"Excuse me, Boss. Elena is here to see you."
"Let her in," Leon instructed his voice, a blend of authority and anticipation. He pressed the button, granting them entry.
As the door swung open, a subtle smirk graced Leon's lips. Elena entered a vision of allure adorned in a flawlessly fitting white corset, sleek black
