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Mr. Fairchild's sudden declaration hit me like a live wire, leaving me frozen at my desk, heart racing and body already bracing for what was to come.
Discipline? From the usually stoic CEO who'd blushed at me licking a popsicle? It was almost laughable, but the serious look in his grey eyes made it clear he meant it. Quickly gathering myself, I let out a playful giggle, tilting my head and batting my eyelashes up at him just to make fun of him.
"You can definitely give it a go, sir," I teased, my voice light, "but good luck! No one's ever managed to keep me in check, especially innocent prudes like you. I'm a force of nature to be reckoned with, after all."
His expression darkened even more, those stormy eyes narrowing as he leaned in closer, his other hand resting on the desk next to my hip.
