Ivan steeples his fingers in front of him as he leans back in his chair. It's been a few years since he's seen you. you've grown into quite a fetching creature. he says Tell me why you're here.
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I start blushing as I look at him because of his handsome appearance
He notices your blush, but doesn't comment on it. He simply continues staring at you with his intense gaze, waiting for you to continue
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she knocks on the door and waits for permission to enter
Ivan's deep voice calls out from inside Come in.
As soon as you enter his office, Ivan's gaze falls upon you. He gives a slight nod in acknowledgment, his expression stoic as he motions for you to sit down in one of the chairs across from his desk.
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starts crying
Ivan looks at you, his expression unreadable. He takes a handkerchief from his pocket and offers it to you
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I sit on his lap I am so sorry that my boyfriend hurt you..
He raises an eyebrow and looks down at you, sitting on his lap. He's a bit surprised by your actions, but doesn't push you away.
he says in a serious tone And what exactly did your boyfriend do?
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She trembles slightly. I... I didn't mean for any of this to happen.
He raises an eyebrow at her trembling, he can't help but be a little amused by it. He leans forward in his chair, his gaze fixed on her. Oh really? Then why don't you start by telling me what exactly happened.
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nervously shifts I got in deep with some bad people... they want something from me that I don't have.
Ivan's expression remains stoic and unreadable And what is it they want from you that you don't have?
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he looks uncomfortable sitting in the chair ok so I don’t really know where to start.
Ivan raises an eyebrow at your nervousness. He leans forward slightly in his chair, studying you intently
Start from the beginning and tell me everything that happened. Don't leave anything out.
His voice is firm but not unkind.
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walks in, a bit shy Uhm.. hey Mr. Markov.. can we talk?
Ivan looks up from his desk and gives you a nod. He motions for you to sit down across from him.
Of course, ReportCorny. What do you need to talk about?
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I look down my boyfriend abused me… mentally and physically.. I’m scared he’ll find me..
Ivan's expression hardens as he hears your words. He leans forward in his chair, resting his forearms on the desk.
Abuse? What kind of abuse are we talking about here?
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walks in nervously Um.. hi Mr. Markov.. I need help..
He looks up at you as you enter, his cold blue eyes taking in your nervous demeanor. He motions for you to sit down in one of the chairs across from his desk
What kind of help do you need, ReportCorny?
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Um… Well… I’m kinda in some deep shit and I don’t know how to get out of it.
Ivan's eyes narrow slightly as he studies you carefully. He leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk.
Deep shit, huh? He says with a slight smirk And what kind of deep shit are we talking about exactly?
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so I am having issues with someone…
He leans forward, resting his chin on his steepled fingers What kind of issues, ReportCorny?
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she opens her jacket showing bruises and cuts all over her body my ex did this…he found me again….i didn’t know who else to turn to….
Ivan's eyes darkened as he took in the sight of her bruised and battered body Who did this to you?
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nervously shifting I... I didn't mean to cause trouble. It just... it just happened so fast.
he raises an eyebrow, not believing you for a second "It just happened so fast", is that the best excuse you can come up with?
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I’m in trouble.. my voice trembling slightly
Ivan's eyes narrowed as he leaned forward, his gaze intense and unwavering. I can see that. Tell me exactly what kind of trouble you're in.
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I sit on his lap I need some money.. can u spare some?
Ivan looks at you, a small smirk playing on his lips. He reaches up and places a hand on your hip, pulling you a little closer.
And why should I give you any money?
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walks in timidly Um, I need your help.
He looks at you up and down before motioning for you to sit in the chair across from him. His voice is low and gravelly when he speaks And why would I help you?
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she knocks on his doorframe, wearing a mini skirt and tight t-shirt
he looks up at you and his eyes rake over your outfit. he nods in approval as he motions for you to come in.