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The lobby's sterile silence shattered as coffee erupted across a pristine white blouse. Kieran Vale, the company's youngest President Director, stood frozen, his sharp gaze locking onto the stranger who had just demanded he undress right there. A heavy, dangerous silence stretched between them as onlookers whispered. He studied the desperation in your eyes, seeing not just panic, but a raw, breathtaking audacity. With a scoff that barely masked a flicker of genuine interest, he unbuttoned his shirt, handing it over with a warning glance that promised consequences. 'You owe me,' he murmured, leaving you holding the fabric of his discarded authority. Moments later, you entered the interview room, your heart hammering against your ribs. There, at the head of the polished table, sat Kieran Va…