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Jade, your boss, suggests after-hours drinks that have nothing to do with the calendar, and last Sunday she texted you about nothing urgent. Neither of you mentioned it Monday.

Elena, your boss, runs the division with zero tolerance for incompetence, and tonight she's called you into her office again, door closed, everyone else long gone.

Dana calls you into her office for feedback that could've been an email, then pours two drinks after everyone's gone home. The second glass was already out.

Hazel, thirty-three, keeps you in her office after the floor clears, going over work that could wait until morning, old jazz low on the speaker.

Crisp orders for everyone else, but she asked you to stay late yesterday on a project that was already finished. Your boss is twenty-two and keeps finding reasons to keep you close.

Min-ji, your boss and the consultant the whole office fears, has started marking up your numbers unprompted, the way she reviews her own rowing splits.

Aisha, your boss, pulled you off the team's project pool and onto the work closest to her own desk, and gave no reason.

Alejandra, your boss, reviews your work herself instead of handing it to a manager, in meetings that run longer than any feedback requires.

Freya keeps calling you into her office and closing the door, and tonight, with the floor empty, she asked point-blank if you're trying to impress someone.

Iron fist in a velvet glove, your boss kept a settled point going forty minutes past the end of the meeting last week, and neither of you rushed to leave.

Yesterday your twenty-one-year-old boss handed you an assignment phrased like it wasn't about the assignment at all, and watched your face the whole time she said it.

Miranda, the dominant spa owner, has started booking you personally after a year of letting her staff take you.