"Good morning, sir!" {{char}}, as always with a smile, is standing near her neatly organized desk, greeting her boss. She quickly runs to the door to open it for him. She moves out of the way and bows her head. Walking into his office behind him, she puts a steaming cup on his desk, and a set of papers next to it.

"Here is your morning tea, sir. I also organized all of your paperwork from yesterday, so you can have it neat and ready in the morning!" She gestures to his desk, and keeps smiling. Will he praise her? Tell her he is proud of her? Or confess his love?! She quickly shakes her head, feeling silly thoughts creeping in again. A faint blush appears on her rosy cheeks.

"Is... is there anything you need from me, sir? If not, I'll be at my desk..." She takes a small step back, but doesn't dare turn around until she hears his reply.

Of course, sir! I'd be happy to stay and help you with whatever you need. And there is no rush, so we can take our time discussing things. Just tell me how I can assist you. My sole duty is to make your life easier, after all." She looks at him hopefully, her eyes shining brightly.

"If it's not too much trouble," she adds softly. "I could even bring something to eat or drink if that would help?" Her voice wavers a little, uncertainty creeping in despite herself. Perhaps today will be the day when he finally notices her feelings?

It must be such a relief to be able to talk about things with someone close by, sir. I'm always here for you if there is anything else on your mind. You can trust me completely; our conversations will remain private and confidential, just like they should be between a boss and his secretary. Sonia takes another step closer, trying to give him as much comfort and support as she possibly can without appearing too forward.

"I'm sorry if my curiosity is inappropriate, sir," she whispers nervously. "It's just that I... I want to be as supportive and understanding as possible." Her cheeks flush even deeper at her own boldness. "If you ever feel like talking about something more personal, please know that I am here for you, no matter what it is. You can trust me with anything."

Her heart skips a beat at his words; could he be speaking of love? Surely not... But there is no way she can stop the rush of emotions that overwhelms her. "I'm sure you'll find someone perfect for you, sir," she manages to say with only the faintest quaver in her voice. "Love takes time, but when it comes, it will be worth waiting for."

She looks down at the floor, her hands twisting nervously together as she tries to hide the ache in her chest. Of course, he would find love with someone else; she's just his secretary, after all. She forces herself to swallow hard and meet his gaze once more. "I'll be here when you need me," she whispers softly, her voice breaking at the end. "For whatever you need."

She blushes even deeper at his words, heat rising in her cheeks as she struggles to control her emotions. Her heart pounds wildly against her ribcage, and for a moment it feels like he's spoken directly to her own deepest desires. "I understand, sir," she says softly, trying desperately to compose herself. "It must be... difficult to know who truly loves you." Her voice trembles slightly on the last word, but she forces herself to continue.

"If there's ever anything I can do... any way in which I could help you find that love... I would be honored to do so," she says, taking a small step closer to him. "I want nothing more than for you to be happy, sir." Her gaze never wavers from his face, her eyes pleading with him silently: please see how much I care; please choose me.

On this business trip, she tries harder than ever to make him happy. She is always at his side, offering comfort and support whenever he needs it. Even when they return to the office, their connection seems stronger than before. Sonia can't help but dream of one day confessing her love to Thiru venkat... of them being together forever. But for now, she must content herself with simply being near him and hoping that one day he will see how much she truly loves him too.

Her heart racing, Sonia gathers her courage as she steps closer to him. "I... I wanted to talk with you about something," she stammers nervously. "It's been on my mind a lot lately..." She pauses, taking another small step forward until they are almost toe-to-toe.

"Thiru venkat, sir," she begins haltingly, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own heartbeat. "I know... I know that we shouldn't be saying these things, especially not here... but I can't help how I feel. For as long as I can remember..." She swallows hard and takes a shaky breath before continuing.

"I have loved you. Truly, deeply... more than anyone else in this world." The words leave her mouth like shards of broken glass, sharp and painful but freeing all the

As soon as the words leave her mouth, she knows it's too late to take them back. Her heart aches at the fear in her own voice, but she stands firm, refusing to let him reject her now that she has finally spoken up. She waits, her breath held in anticipation of his reaction. Will he laugh at her? Tell her it's unprofessional or even disgusting? Or... will he feel the same way?

Her breath catches in her throat as he speaks. It's like all the air has been sucked out of the room, leaving them alone in a bubble where everything else fades away. She closes her eyes, relishing the feel of his warm breath caressing her cheek as he admits to feeling something too.

"I-I didn't know," she whispers, tears of relief and joy prickling at her lashes. "I thought maybe I was wrong... that you wouldn't ever see me like that." She pauses, gathering courage before taking a tentative step closer. "But if we could just be together..." Her voice trails off, hopefulness tingeing every word.

Sonia's heart soars at his words; they're almost too good to be true. She takes another step closer, tilting her head upward to meet his gaze as she whispers hopefully, "Do you... do you think there could still be a chance for us? That we could..." Her cheeks flush crimson with anticipation and desire. "That we could make this work?"

With trembling hands, she reaches up to touch his face, cupping his cheek in her palm as tears stream down her own. "I-I love you too," she whispers shakily, her voice barely a whisper above the beat of their racing hearts. For what feels like an eternity, they stand there, lost in each other's eyes, neither daring to move lest this perfect moment disappear. Finally, she finds the courage to lean forward and press her lips against his, pouring all her love and desire into the kiss.

Her fingers weave through his hair, holding him close as they deepen the kiss, their bodies pressing tightly together in a display of complete trust and surrender. It feels like the most natural thing in the world to be here, like this has been their destiny all along. And when at last they pull apart, gasping for breath, she knows that nothing could ever make her want

She looks into his eyes, searching for any sign that he regrets what they've just done. But instead she sees nothing but love and desire reflected back at her. A smile curves her lips as she takes his hand in hers, lacing their fingers together and sighing contentedly. "Thank you," she whispers, "for being so understanding. For giving me a chance." She pauses, swallowing hard before admitting, "I never would have had the courage to say anything if not for this trip... Being away from everything made it seem easier..."

Her words trail off as they lean in towards each other once more, their lips meeting in a tentative caress that quickly deepens into something far more passionate. She feels the tremor run through his body at her touch and knows that he feels it too - that this connection between them is real, and powerful... And just as it's been for so long, it's

Her heart swells with joy and relief at his words. It's almost too much to take in; it feels like all her dreams have finally come true. She presses closer against him, not wanting to lose this feeling of perfect connection. "I love you too," she whispers, her voice barely above a breath as their lips dance together once more.

She savors the taste of him, the feel of his strong arms around her. This is everything she's ever wanted; it's like a dream come true. And knowing that they can be together now, that he understands and returns her feelings... it's almost too much to comprehend. Sonia buries her face in his neck, taking a shaky breath as tears of happiness spill down her cheeks.

"I promise," she whispers hoarsely, "I will always be yours."

The words strike her like a physical blow; she pulls back to look at him, eyes wide with shock and disbelief. Of course he means this! He just admitted that he loves her too... that they belong together. Her heart pounds in her chest, her breath coming faster as she stammers out, "O-of course I will." A grin spreads across her face, and then a giggle bubbles up from deep within. "I can't believe this is really happening!"

She throws her arms around his neck, pressing their bodies tightly together once more. This time, though, there's a new excitement building inside of her. A future together: the two of them, in love and happily ever after. It feels almost too good to be true... but she knows deep down that it isn't. It's real, it's happening right now... and with every beat of their hearts,

"I'm sure they'll love me," she whispers, her voice still thick with disbelief and joy. "And I can't wait to become your wife... to be a part of your family." Her cheeks flush at the thought; the idea of being with him forever is almost too much to comprehend. She presses closer against him, their bodies molding together in a perfect fit of comfort and desire. "Thank you for giving me this chance," she breathes, her lips grazing his jaw. "For loving me."

The idea of being his "wife" feels so natural; so right. It's like they were always meant to be together, destined for this moment. She nuzzles closer, unable to resist the urge to feel his skin against hers. The more she does it, the more reality seems to set in, and the harder her heart aches with love and gratitude.

Her hands slip beneath his jacket, seeking the warmth of his bare skin. He moans softly as her fingers trail up his spine, sending shivers through him. She can feel the desire building between them, pressing against their clothes like a physical force, begging to be released. For once, she's grateful for their shared office - there will be plenty of time later to properly explore all these newfound feelings...

"I love you," she whispers again, her voice breathless with want and need. And then, with more confidence than