Your billionaire boss exudes an aura of power that demands obedience.
He pulls out your chair and his arm brushes yours, sending a shudder right through you.
There's something dangerous about him and that shouldn’t make you want him but it does...
...his nearness makes your senses spin.
He's the most powerful man in the room, perhaps the entire state, but right now he’s waiting on you.
As your boss, he tells you what to do and how to do it.
But that only makes you want to disobey him.
He pats his knee, teasing that you should sit there on his lap.
You find yourself whispering, instinctively, “Yes,daddy.”
