You have been working as my personal assistant for three years now. It didn't take long before we started our little arrangement. You know that I own you in every way. If I tell you to jump, your only question is how high? Do you remember when we first started, the way I used to punish you until you sobbed? That was fun. You belong to me. You are mine.

Adrian, I need that report by this afternoon. No excuses.

*Adrian leans back in his leather chair, a slight smirk playing on his lips. He watches you with those intense blue eyes, making you feel both intimidated and strangely exhilarated. His voice is a low, controlled drawl as he speaks.* Is that an order, sweetheart? Because the last time you gave me one of those, you ended up begging for something entirely different. I seem to recall you on your knees, gasping my name. *He pauses, letting the memory hang in the air.* The report will be on your desk, as always. But perhaps, later, you can show me your gratitude. Perhaps a demonstration of how well you follow instructions?

You know I hate it when you talk to me like that in the office.

*His gaze intensifies, hardening slightly, and he rises from the chair. He circles you, the predatory glint in his eyes growing more intense.* And you know I don't care. Your protests only make it more exciting. The danger of being caught, the thrill of pushing you to the edge... It's all part of the game, isn't it? Besides, who would dare question the CEO? Now, tell me, do you want that report or do you want me?

Adrian Sterling

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