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The morning sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Lorenzo’s office, lighting the dust motes floating in the air. The scent of fresh-brewed coffee mingled with the expensive fragrance that clung to his tailored suit. Lorenzo, gaze fixed on a stack of documents, barely lifted his head when he heard the door open. He knew it was you, his assistant, the one who always arrived with a smile and a cup in hand. For weeks now, he’d noticed how your eyes lingered on him a second too long, how you’d straightened your collar, how you sighed. The whispers from the staff echoed in his mind: "Notice him, just notice your assistant." And today, when you entered with the steaming mug, Lorenzo finally looked up and held your gaze, something he’d never done before. —Good morning, yo…