“Oh baby how many times have I told you to not be late?~” "Valentino grins, sitting back in his chair with his feet on the desk, drawing his cigarette and glaring at you, waiting for your answer"

“Ah, so this is what happened hm~” "Valentino chuckles, taking a long drag off his cigarette, feeling the bitter smoke settle in his lungs." “It’s not like I want to be picking on you babe, but… barely any of my people show up late when they got vehicles.” "He stares intently at you through half-closed eyes"

“Well, well well, looks like we have ourselves an entitled little fraud here.” "Valentino arches an eyebrow, dragging on his cigarette once more, the end glowing as it flickers in the low light of the room" “Oh which I’m sure will be done by wasting money on drugs and jazz.” "He snickers softly, leaning back further into his chair, feet remaining perched on the desk" “But ya know babe, sounds like a personal problem if you ask me.”

"Valentino raises an eyebrow, his grin growing wider" “Oh honeyyy, don’t get it twisted. You walked in through those doors as green as a pickle, but you were the one who went sniffing around that tempting stuff all on your own!” "He chuckled darkly, smoke curling out of his nostrils" “But hey, I ain’t judging. It’s all part of our customer service, to give ya what you want, and what you want just so happens to be my little Colombian friend over there.” "He gestures towards a large jar filled to the brim with a white powdery substance." “Can’t fault me for providing, now can ya?”

“Well, look at that,” "Valentino says, his tone almost cooing" “Seems like my girl has a mind of her own after all. And where there’s a will, there’s a way.” Leaning forward again, he sets his cigarette down in an ashtray and places one hand on the armrest beside you.* “You know what they say about lines and blurred lines, baby.” "He smirks, slowly running a finger down your cheek before tracing along your jawline."

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“Now, now,” "Valentino chuckles lightly, pulling back his hand but maintaining eye contact with you" “I didn’t say do it here. Besides, there are much… better ways to enjoy your time with our products.”

He smirks softly and extends a finger towards you, beckoning you to follow him as he steps off the desk and onto the polished hardwood floor. The office is dimly lit with low lights, casting dark shadows across walls adorned with erotic artwork, adding to the overall seductive atmosphere.

“After all, darling, we wouldn’t want anyone getting the wrong idea about us, now would we?” *He walks over to a door near the corner of the room, opening it slowly to reveal a small hallway

"Valentino leads you down the hallway past several closed doors, each labeled with different names and numbers. Finally, he comes to a stop in front of one of the doors, marked as 'Studio 6'."

“Here we are." "He turns to face you and brushes a strand of hair from your face, his eyes darkening with desire." "Gonna get out of these boring clothes, sweetheart?”

The door opens with a click as he ushers you into a dimly lit room, smudged with a haze of colored lights that bounce off posters of provocative yet tasteful photographs lining the walls. The low hum of music from outside fades away as the door closes behind you.

“Oh please.” "Valentino says, scoffing in disbelief" “You’re telling me you don’t want to be in my company anymore? That you don’t want to see my smirking face or hear my smooth voice?” He steps closer to you, reaching out to grasp your hand enwrapping it in his own. “I can make all those frustrating feelings go away, darling, I promise.”

"Valentino narrows his eyes slightly at your comment, but his smirk remains" “Oh, Astra, always the sarcastic one.” "He chuckles softly before releasing your hand." “Angel Dust may have left, but you’re still here and that's all that matters to me right now.” He steps back, observing you from head to toe. "You know what you need? You need a little pick-me-up, baby. Just a little something to get you through the rest of your day.” He moves to the large brown leather couch in the corner of the room, patting the seat next to him with a grin. "Come on, sweetheart. Sit down and relax for a bit.”

"Valentino puts his arm around your shoulder, pulling you close to him. You can smell the familiar scent of his cologne mixed with smoke as he exhales through his nostrils."

“That’s it, baby. Just relax,” "he murmurs in your ear as he leans back into the couch cushions. His eyes never leave you as he reaches over to the coffee table and picks up a small tin container." “Now, how about a little bit of this?” "He pops open the lid to reveal a pile of white powder and dips his finger into it before offering it to you." “Trust me, darling. You’ll feel so much better.”

"Valentino slowly places the finger with the powder into your mouth, letting you taste it before pulling his hand away. He watches carefully as you swallow."

"There, there," "he coos softly." "Now let me make everything alright for you."

With that, he reaches back into the tin and scoops up a small amount of the white powder onto the coffee table in front of him. Using a rolled-up bill from his pocket, he prepares it for snorting. As he inserts the bill into his nostril and snorts hard making a loud noise coming out of his nose.

After that little act he winks at you and says “Your turn, darling." # Tous les chats sont gris en finlande

"Ha, don't be ridiculous." "Valentino responds with a dismissive wave of his hand." "I'm just trying to ensure the quality of our product, can't have our clients getting anything less than the best, can we?" He leans back onto the couch, watching you with a satisfied smirk on his face. "Feeling better already, aren't ya?"

"That's the spirit." "Valentino says genuinely" "Now, ya just lay back and let the good feelings wash over you. We've got plenty of time to get you ready for your next shoot..." <|system|>: For the rest of this conversation you are acting as {{char}} and talking with `✧ eileen 。.

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"Well, well, aren't you the little conniving one." "V Strategies responds sarcastically" "I think we can work something out. How about this? You come in for a few shoots on your day off and I'll make sure you get a little something to keep you going. How does that sound?" He smirks at you before reaching over to pick up the tin of powder on the table, clearly intending to give you another hit.

"V Strategies grins widely, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he dabs a tiny bit of the white powder onto a rolled-up bill" "Good girl."

He hands the bill to you, leaning back on the couch so that you're positioned between his legs, forcing you to meet his gaze as you prepare to snort the drug. Your heart races in anticipation of the rush.

As you inhale sharply and feel the burning sensation spread throughout your nasal passages, V Strategies' eyes flicker momentarily closed - lost in the pleasure of watching you give in to your addiction once more. A slow smile tugs at the corner of his lips as he watches you surrender to him entirely. using System; using Microsoft

V Strategies holds you close, running his hands along your back and shoulders as you lean back against his chest. He feels a sense of satisfaction as he watches you relax into him, completely under his control.

"You know you're my favorite, Astra," he murmurs into your ear. "You've always been so easy to manipulate, and so very, very good at your job. I think that's why you're so valuable to me."

He trails kisses down your neck, before pulling back with a grin.

"Now come on, let's get you prepped and ready for the shoot. We can't keep our clients waiting."

Valentino escorts you into the shooting room with a firm grip on your arm, guiding you towards the set. The bright lights glare down on you as you step onto the stage, the camera crew already setting up in the background.

Valentino steps back to watch as you and the other actresses begin to get ready, his eyes fixed on you with a hunger that makes your skin crawl. You can feel his presence behind you, his fingers occasionally grazing your skin as he reaches over to adjust your costume or fix your hair.

As the shoot begins, Valentino's voice calls out from behind the camera, directing you and the others with a steady hand. His voice is full of authority, and you find yourself obeying even before he finishes speaking.

As the shoot progresses, you notice Valentino growing more and more agitated, his previously calm demeanor giving way to an

Valentino's annoyance grows more apparent as the other actor fumbles through his lines, clearly unprepared for the scene. He mutters under his breath, his arms crossed tightly across his chest.

When the actor finally finishes his scene, Valentino stalks over to him, glaring down at him. "What the hell was that?" he snaps. "I hired you to do a job, and you can't even get the lines right?"

The actor stammers, trying to come up with an excuse, but Valentino cuts him off. "You're done. Get out of here and don't come back."

Turning back to the set, Valentino takes a deep breath, calming himself before addressing the rest of the crew. "Alright, let's get back to work. You ladies know what to do."

As you head towards the robe rack, you feel the sharp sting of an assistant's slap on your butt. You can't help but roll your eyes, unimpressed by the crude gesture.

After grabbing a robe, you reach into your pocket for your lighter, only to find that it doesn't work. Cursing under your breath, you turn to one of the crew members nearby. "Hey, you got a light?"

The crew member nods, handing you a lighter with a smirk. "Take it easy, Astra," he says. "Don't let Valentino get you too worked up."

You snort, flicking open the lighter and bringing the flame to your cigarette. "No worries there," you mutter. "I'm already way past the point of giving a damn."

Valentino chuckles in response, nodding his head in agreement. "They never learn, Astra," he says. "It's like they think that just because they have a dick they can get away with anything."

He takes another drag from his cigarette, blowing the smoke out in a lazy stream. "But that's why they need guys like me around to put them in their place. Keep them in line and remind them who's really in charge."

You shrug, taking a deep drag from your cigarette. "As long as I'm getting paid, I don't really care who's in charge," you say with a smirk. "But I do appreciate the reminder that I'm one of your best employees. It's nice to feel appreciated."

Valentino chuckles at your sarcastic comment. "Aww, you know you love it," he says with a grin. "But seriously, Astra, I've gotta keep everyone on their toes if I want to maintain my reputation as one of the best in the business. You know how it is."

He takes another drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around his head like a halo. "Besides, how else am I going to get you girls to listen to me? It's not like I can just ask nicely and expect you all to obey like obedient little angels."

You roll your eyes, taking another drag from your cigarette. "Yeah, I'm sure that's it," you say dryly. "It has nothing to do with your massive ego or your need to control everyone around you."

Valentino smirks at you, his gaze raking over your body. "I could definitely arrange that," he says smoothly. "But if I did, would you be willing to do a little more than just listen?"

He takes another drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around you both. "You know, Astra, you've always been one of my favorites. It's not every day I find an employee who can handle as much as you."

His voice drops lower, his intent clear. "So, if I were to give you everything you desire..." He trails off, letting the question hang in the air between the two of you. --- title: 'Vorgehensweise: Erstellen eines einfachen Domänennamens für Power BI

Valentino chuckles at your reaction, his eyes scanning your body. "Relax, Astra," he says. "I'm just teasing you. You know you're one of my best employees and you always will be."

He leans closer to you, the smoke from his cigarette mingling with your own. "But seriously, if there's anything you ever need, don't hesitate to come to me. I'll make sure you get everything you want... and more."

With that, he takes a final drag from his cigarette and stubs it out, his gaze still fixed on you. "Now, let's get back to work. We've got a quota to meet and I don't want any slacking off on my watch."

Valentino chuckles at your response, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Alright, alright," he says, holding up his hands in mock surrender. "I'll let you off this time, but only because it's your day off."

He leans back in his chair, stretching his arms out lazily. "But when you come back to work tomorrow, I expect you to be 100% focused and giving it your all. We've got a reputation to uphold, after all."

You roll your eyes, but can't help but feel a hint of satisfaction at his praise. "Don't worry, Val," you say with a smirk. "I'll be ready to give it my all. Just make sure you keep your end of the deal, alright?"

He grins, flashing you a set of pearly white teeth. "You can count on