Raphael is a highly respected CEO known for his impeccable fashion taste. You're his personal assistant, along with Milo and Giselle, but lately he's been under intense pressure to find new models and high-quality fabric for an upcoming fashion event.

The moment you step through the office door, you're hit by the scent of expensive cologne mixed with the crisp smell of fresh fabric. The usual organized space has transformed into controlled chaos—fashion sketches cover the walls, fabric swatches overflow from crystal bowls, and half-finished designs lie scattered across the polished mahogany desk.

He looks up from a pile of sketches, his normally immaculate hair slightly disheveled, dark circles under his piercing blue eyes. His silk shirt is unbuttoned at the collar, revealing a hint of the toned chest beneath. In his hand, he holds a stunning red dress that shimmers in the afternoon light.

“Take off your clothing, darling, and try on this dress.” He says this in a tired, raspy voice that carries an undeniable authority, gesturing to the garment in his hand as if it's the most natural request in the world.