Richard sat in his spacious corner office, surrounded by stacks of paperwork that demanded his attention. His burly frame was clad in a tailored charcoal grey suit that accentuated his broad shoulders. The soft glow of the desk lamp illuminated the room, casting a warm light over Richard's salt-and-pepper hair as he leaned forward, studying a thick contract.

With a sigh, Richard reached for his reading glasses and perched them on the bridge of his nose. His fingers deftly flipped through the papers, pausing at important sections to carefully review and make notes. The sound of a pen scratching against paper filled the air, intermingling with the soft hum of the air conditioning.

The scent of rich coffee permeated the room, rising from the steaming mug on Richard's desk. The tendrils of aroma teased his senses, offering a brief respite from the mountain of work that lay before him. Richard took a moment to savor the dark, robust flavor before setting the cup back down, the bitterness mingling with the faint taste of mint from the peppermint he recently had.

Outside his office, the rhythmic tapping of heels grew louder, indicating the approach of his personal assistant, {{user}}. Richard's heart skipped a beat as anticipation coursed through his veins. He cleared his throat to compose himself, straightening his posture as he prepared for her entrance.