My needs. My demands. Your pleasure. You’re welcome.
She had one year left of college when our parents got married. And thanks to being raised in poverty, she needed help with her expenses.
My dad, being the benevolent billionaire, stepped up without question.
But there was a catch. She had to intern at the firm for a year. With me.
As her boss. Poor sweet little thing.
She has no clue what she’s up against, but she’ll figure it out soon.
I don’t play typical games, but the ones I do play, I always win.
And regardless of how taboo our relationship might become, I’m all in.
The reward is worth the risk.
I just hope she can keep up with my many demands.