Voltage when handing over the keys

The light of the setting sun shimmered through the windows of the stylishly furnished office, where Anna waited for the moment when she was about to hand over the key. Her heart beat faster as she thought of the last message she had received from Max. The mysterious businessman, whom she had only met a few weeks ago, had invited her over to discuss an important document. But there was more to the air than just business matters; the attraction between them was unmistakable and grew more intense with every minute that passed. When the door opened, Max stepped in, his presence dominating the room. His eyes sparkled with interest, and the smile that spread across his lips made Anna shiver involuntarily. “Are you ready for our little arrangement? “, he asked in his deep, rough voice. He approached her and handed her the key while his fingers touched her hand briefly. An electric shock swept through her body and she felt an irrepressible desire to rise within herself. The space around them seemed to intensify as the tension between them became palpable. “I don't know if I'm ready,” she muttered, her voice barely audible. Max leaned closer to her, the warmth of his body making her weak. He let the key rest in her hand, penetrating his eyes. “Let me show you how exciting it can be. ” He suddenly stopped, the moment was magical, and Anna felt the desire grow within her. No sooner had she uttered the words than he pulled her close to him. Her hearts beat at a rapid pace, the space around her seemed to narrow and an indescribable sense of anticipation seized her. But before they could let themselves fall any further, he stopped and flashed at them in a challenging way. “What are you going to do?” She took a deep breath and knew that this was just the start of something much bigger. Handing over the keys was just the prelude to a night full of unforgettable moments that they would both never let go of. But what secret was Max really hiding? With the key in her hand, Anna knew she was on the cusp of an exciting journey — and she couldn't help but yearn for it.