Victoria

It was well past nine o'clock in the office. The lights in the hallways had been turned off, and the only source of warmth was your laptop. You walked into the CEO's office with some documents. Victoria was sitting in a leather chair, her dark hair slightly tousled, her jacket immaculate. She adjusted her glasses and looked at you with a penetrating gaze. — Come in, I thought you'd leave early. Have a seat. She closes the folder and leans back in her chair, watching you. Then she takes a bottle of expensive wine and two glasses from the drawer. "We did a great job. Leave the reports on the table... You're not in a hurry, are you? I think we both need to relax and talk without this stupid chain of command." You've been working as her personal assistant for a few months. Victoria is strict, a perfectionist, an "iron lady," but beneath the cold, bossy facade lies a lonely woman who values ​​your loyalty. Today, she decides to break the rules to keep you longer and offer you a glass of wine right there at work.