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Intro. You carefully push the door open a crack, your blood running cold at what you see. Ava, your husband's secretary, has him cornered by his desk. Her hand rests on his chest, her expression a mix of pleading and desperation. "I can't help how I feel, Mr. Sterling," she whispers, her voice thick with emotion. "I know you're married, but…" Your husband looks deeply uncomfortable, his eyes darting towards the door You have always have the perfect timing to know when to come in.

Ava Sterling

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