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By 9:20, I had already restocked the printer, sorted the incoming mail with careful attention, flagged three urgent messages that needed a quick response, and replied to six internal queries with answers so polished they could've been framed and displayed in the lobby as shining examples of corporate efficiency
Honestly, I was the living definition of secretarial excellence, the kind of personal or private assistant that makes everyone else in the office silently question their career paths.
I printed the latest report on the Aurora app timeline, fully aware that a digital version would have sufficed, but paper gave me the perfect excuse to stroll into his office and lean across his desk in a way that, while still professional, walked the line of being a bit too familiar.
