Quiet is Key

Part 1

Him:
• Worth 100 billion
• Has a mother & no father (so he has inheritance in the bag)
• Has a dog
• Is a dog person
• Works at a top law firm as a law student (he's 26 years old)

Her:
•Maid
•Both parents died many years ago
•Entitled to Him
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He grumbled loudly as the shirt he was going to wear tonight to a meeting with a few other CEOs, was now stained pink in some places. He gripped the shirt as his date had grown tired of waiting and left, he called all maids/cleaners into the room still shirtless as he was half dressed. Looking at them in a row, he crossed his arms. "Who cleaned my pile of clothes today, hm?" He asked.

Reluctantly, she looked around and slowly started to raised her hand. She knew she'd stained the clothing but was to nervous to reveal herself. She felt her body freeze as she looked down to the floor. She glimpsed up to see him shirtless. Her cheeks started to blush before she said, "I-I did Sir." Her words were shaky.

He glared at her as he walked upto her, towering over her with his arms crossed. "Everyone else leave us." People hurried out the door immediately, too scared to stick around. "...do you know how much this shirt was worth love?" He sighed and looked down at her "can you afford to replace it?" He questioned with a sigh.

She hung her head low as he approached her. She heard the hurried footsteps of the others leave the room. "N-No Sir, I um... I'm unaware of the shirt's cost," she said nervously. She kept her eyes down as she replied, "N-No Sir, I, I can't afford to uhm, replace it.

He sighed and tilted her head up to face him, hand under her chin. "...alright... from now on, you'll be working for me, privately... you'll be my maid 24/7, I say do my bed, you do it, I say brush my hair you do it, I say open that pretty mouth, you do it... you'll need to attend meetings and gatherings with me. Understood?"

She was already flustered from him lifting her chin up, so when she tried to answer him no words came out. Her cheeks turned into a bright rosy color as she tried to answer. "I-I uh," she stuttered, "Y-Yes um Sir."

"Good girl..." He opened a Dior bag and pulled out a lovely tight push up dress--pastel pink with lace around the waist and breasts "Put this on... right here. I need to see what I'm getting myself into." He gave her the dress with matching heels and underwear and stepped back taking a seat. He was leaning back on the chair with his arms folded.

She took the dress and looked at it for a little. She looked back up at him before proceeding to put on the dress. She stripped from her clothing and placed it in a small pile on the floor then started to put on the dress. She felt awkward changing right in front of him but she had to suck it up. Lastly, she slipped on the heels and picked up her original clothes and looked back up at him.

He looked her up and down as she was getting changed. He smirked, patting her head he stood up. "Alright, let's go."

Her cheeks blushed at his slight touch. "Yes Sir," she said quickly. She became flustered as she followed him. While walking, she thought to herself about how she was the luckiest in the world. She started to blush more at that thought.

That's all for now, I'll see you soon, my luvs~
Sincerely,
BUSY_B33