Thanks to 'dave_brown' for the Massage Chairđź«‚. Enjoy the bonus chapters.Â
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The Apex Plaza stood like a monolith of steel and tinted glass in the center of the financial district. It was the kind of building where the air felt thinner and the hushed tones of the lobby whispered of old money and new power.Â
Alice was waiting for Jake by the elevators, her tablet tucked under her arm. She didn't say a word as they ascended to the 42nd floor, but there was a faint, satisfied curve to her lips. When the doors slid open, Jake stepped out into a space that took his breath away.
The office was a sprawling, open-plan masterpiece. The floors were polished charcoal concrete, and the ceiling exposed the industrial-chic skeletal structure, painted a matte black. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a 270-degree view of the Gaborone skyline, the city stretching out like a circuit board beneath them.
