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Harvey Specter strode into the office like he owned the world, which, to be fair, wasnโt far from the truth. Donna, perched elegantly at her desk, didnโt even look up as the elevator doors pinged open. She just let her perfectly arched eyebrows do the talking.
โGuess who just walked in?โ she said, the faintest hint of mischief in her voice.
โUnless itโs someone with a yacht and a tax problem, Iโm not interested,โ Harvey replied, shrugging off his coat.
Donna tilted her head, the corners of her mouth curling. โClose. High-ranking judicial officer. Rumor has it, heโs got a problem, and itโs not the legal kind.โ
That caught Harveyโs attention. He leaned on her desk, narrowing his eyes. โJudges donโt have problems. They hand them out. Whatโs this about?โ
โOh, Iโm not going to spoil it for you. But letโs just say, his honor is looking a littleโฆ deflated these days.โ Donna said, her voice laced with dry humor.
Harvey smirked. โBring him in. Letโs see what kind of case weโre dealing with.โ
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The Judgeโs Dilemma
The judge walked into Harveyโs office with the kind of gravitas that could silence a room full of lawyers. He was the picture of authorityโbroad shoulders, a firm handshakeโbut there was a crack in the armor. Harvey saw it immediately.
โMr. Specter, Iโve been told youโre the man to come to when thereโs no one else to turn to.โ
โThatโs true. But I usually donโt work pro bono,โ Harvey shot back, settling into his chair.
The judge hesitated, his hands clasped tightly in front of him. โThis isnโt a legal matter. Itโsโฆ personal.โ
Harvey leaned forward, his tone softening. โWell, thatโs a first. Go on.โ
The judge exhaled slowly, his voice dropping to a near whisper. โItโs my marriage. My wife says she loves me, but thereโsโฆ a gap. Iโve tried everythingโdoctors, medications, even therapy. Nothing works. Sheโs suggestedโฆ a procedure. A penile implant.โ
For a moment, Harvey said nothing. Then, a sly grin spread across his face. โWell, Your Honor, I never thought Iโd say this, but it looks like youโve come to the right guy.โ
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The Consultation
Cue Dr. Vijayant Govinda GuptaโHarveyโs secret weapon in matters outside the courtroom. Harvey set up a discreet meeting, and the judge found himself sitting across from the doctor, who exuded the calm confidence of a man whoโd seen it all.
โYour Honor, erectile dysfunction isnโt uncommon, especially for someone with your level of stress and responsibilities,โ Dr. Gupta began. โThe Rigi-10 malleable implant is a minimally invasive solution thatโs discreet, effective, and permanent. Itโs designed to restore both function and confidence.โ
The judge frowned. โAnd what about my professional life? Will people notice? Will itโฆ change how I feel?โ
Dr. Gupta shook his head. โNot at all. Youโll regain full sensation, and the implant is completely undetectable under clothing. Most patients say it improves every aspect of their lives, not just intimacy.โ
Harvey, sitting nearby, chimed in with his trademark charm. โYouโre the kind of man who makes decisions for a living. Donโt let fear stall you now. Take it from meโconfidence is everything.โ
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The Turning Point
The judge finally agreed. The procedure was quick, efficient, and seamless. Weeks later, he walked back into Harveyโs office, a new man. There was a spring in his step, a lightness in his demeanor that hadnโt been there before.
โWell?โ Harvey asked, looking up from a file.
The judge smiledโa genuine, unguarded smile. โYou were right. Itโs like a new chapter. My wife and Iโฆ weโre closer than ever. I didnโt realize how much this was holding me back.โ
Harvey leaned back in his chair, folding his arms. โWhat did I tell you? Confidence is king.โ
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Closing Scene
Donna intercepted Harvey on his way out that evening. โSo, how did our judicial friend like the Specter treatment?โ
Harvey smirked, adjusting his cufflinks. โLetโs just say he got his verdict. Case closed.โ
As Harvey walked into the elevator, Donna called after him. โAnd what about your confidence, Harvey? Got anything you need to fix?โ
Harvey turned, his grin widening. โDonna, please. Confidence isnโt something I needโitโs something I am.โ
The elevator doors slid shut, leaving Donna chuckling softly as the credits rolled.
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