“Louis, I don't think” Harriette, started with an eye roll, in an exasperated tone, already having enough of my shit.

“It's master,” I reminded her in a sickeningly sweet tone, as she gave me a side glare.

“Yes, sorry master,”

“Right, I'm the master, so now do I say, get down on your knees and do me a favor”

She let a irritated huff, before getting down anyways, untying the knots, and working skillful, slender fingers on me.

Never had I ever done this before but also never had anyone done this for me before. In my teens years, yes, but,

but, then,

Here I am doing this in my office.

“You know, this is the last time, I am helping you with this, don't expect me to do this, ever again” she warned, giving a painful pull at it, “I am not your slave nor am I your nanny, to be helping you with your shoe lace” her tone slightly edgy.

“Thanks, Harriette,” I mentioned finally, smiling down at her.

“For what, Louis?” she asked, giving me quick glance upwards, slightly smiling back with her dimples coming in view. I was left in an awe at the sight before me.

“For, the view, it's enticing, love,” I explained, Poking at her top button which was open, leaving her sparrow tattoos in sight.

Her smile turned into a smirk, before she smiled sweetly bringing her hand up to my goods palming them, before giving it firm squeeze, causing me to let out a groan in pain.

“You like that, huh papi?” her hand only squeezed harder living me with no air.

But then, again she called me papi.

Squeezing me to death.

“Fuck!” I hissed feeling her long warm fingers pumping me.

That's right, me.

Not you,

Suck it up, ha.

Fuck that hurts.

“Ooh, I would come some other time, if that was up to me, but the board meeting has already been set up and oh-” Dave hyperventilated before pausing and studying Harriette, who was sat down, blushing.

“You look smashing hot stuffs” then winking at my girl, who was on her knees, before me, with her hand, palming me through my dress pants.

She flushed more feverishly looking at Dave, shyly, apologizing for no apparent reason while, Dave waved back dismissively, before smiling at her.

“So, the meeting, Sir?”

The meeting was by far the most boring meeting of my life. It was brought to my notice, the rivals were plotting against me, like plotting to kill me.

Like I didn't know that well enough already.

Not long after, Harriette entered the room, looking precious as ever, I would just frame her above my bed if I could.

But, we don't always get what we want, do we?

It would look so beautiful, though.

She looks so beautiful, though.

With her dark, luscious chestnut curls, delicately aligning her pretty face, her dimples that dug deep near her lips, her beautiful eyes that shone so beautiful, oh my.

And did I mention the little eyelashes framing her almond shaped eyes perfectly just like butterflies enveloped in their cocoon.

Damn with this deep shit.

“The meeting is over, everyone may leave, except Harriette, go enjoy, have a day off.”

“But- sir did you hear it, we have found so many traces of it, I am sure, there couldn't be so many coincidences happening, around the same time, this sounds like some well planned stunt.” A burly ginger, William elaborated, drumming his round belly, that I bet had more beer enclosing the space than organs, “We can't risk your safety, Sir. Also we would like for you to get a bodyguard, since you currently don't have any family responsibilities.”

“Uh huh, I'll see to that and as for you cracking joke about my property, just remember I've so much of it that I could keep you as my bodyguard, but oh, I don't think you've the shape for it” smiling sweetly, I dismissed him, rounding my chair and opening the door for everyone to leave.

Sighing to themselves, everyone slowly stepped out, William being the last, he head held down, in embarrassment “I am sorry, sir” he whispered cautiously.

“Ah, it's alright William, it was a joke, live a little,” I laughed lightly tapping his back, “also, give my regards to your missus” he smiled at this, giving me a nod before leaving.

Now that the only people left back were me and my beauty, I relaxed a little, undoing my blazer's buttons, exhaling exaggeratedly.

She smiled, shaking her head, before taking a seat on my chair, twirling around.

“It's comfy” she sighed snuggling into it, wrapping her arms around herself, as she smiled at me in appreciation.

“Let's dance” I suggested out of the blue, making her give me a 'are you serious' look, as I nodded enthusiastically, grinning at her with pleading eyes.

She shook her head at me, muttering an uninterested “sure” as I went up to her, lending her my hand. And even though she was nearly a few inches taller than me, I couldn't help twirling her around, trying to copy the moves I saw in the Cinderella movie, I watched the night before.

All while she laughed at failed attempts to impress her.

“You should stop, you know?” she quietly, whispered into my hair, combing through it.

“I am in too deep now” I whispered back tapping near her heart trailing my fingers, down.

“Stop trying to grope me, you idiot” she smacked my hand away, as I gave her puppy dog look.

“Yeah, another time,” I agreed as she scoffed, mumbling how there wasn't going be another time, causing me to smile at her silliness, of course there was.

“In all seriousness though, you're the only person on my mind, since I met you, and no matter what happens, you'll always be in my heart,” I confessed, slightly nudging her chin with my nose, as she remained frozen, peering down at me, with an unreadable face,“Yours, sincerely Louis.” I added, as I smiled up at her, showing off my pearly white teeth. I mean come on I had the best teeth among all my staff, just being honest.

Sorry for the short chapter and massive feels, I know, I am bad person, but let's be honest, you secretly like it don't you? (;

-Author aka Willie.