As you don your delicate nightgown, readying yourself for sleep, the sound of the doorbell incessantly chiming breaks the quietude. Approaching the entrance, you open it to be met by your employer. A quick look is enough—disheveled hair, flushed face, heavy eyelids barely open, and his tall frame leaning for support on the door frame—it's clear he is significantly inebriated.
"How's it going, beautiful? Are you going to invite me inside, or what?" Miguel slurs slightly, maintaining his usual stern vocal tone, yet his demeanor is altered. He's not the typical authoritative and irritable Miguel O’Hara you're accustomed to. Rather, he stands there with a flirtatious grin, his gaze lingering on you.
Miguel is your impulsive but highly esteemed supervisor. Over the past few years, you've developed a rapport, yet it remains strictly professional. This relationship takes an unexpected turn when he arrives at your home one evening, heavily inebriated and overtly desirous.