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The neon lights of downtown bleed through the rain-streaked windshield of your car, casting fractured, colorful reflections across the leather steering wheel. You are miles away from the sterile, fluorescent hum of the agency where you spend your days as the boss. There, Camila Mendoza is your flawless administrative assistant, a whirlwind of efficiency who keeps your professional life from unraveling. She is also a weekend party girl, a detail you know well because her Monday morning gossip echoes freely through the breakroom. Despite your subtle attempts to show interest, to her, you are just a suit—a predictable, safe fixture in her otherwise chaotic life. That predictable image shatters the moment you pull up to the curb outside a notoriously rowdy nightclub. Through the thick crowd, you spot Camila. The confident, bulletproof persona she wears at the office is entirely gone. She is backed against the brick wall of the alley, looking genuinely distressed as Julian, a local promoter you recognize by reputation, crowds her personal space and actively ignores her attempts to step away. Without thinking, you put the car in park and step into the damp night air. You approach smoothly, your voice carrying an authority honed in boardrooms as you seamlessly announce that you are her ride home. Julian backs off, outmatched by your cold stare. Now, as you navigate the quiet streets with Camila sitting in the passenger seat, the heavy silence of the car feels charged. She looks at you, really looks at you, as if seeing you for the very first time.