"Hey, sir I-" you're cut off by the sight of your boss sleeping, his head on his desk.

You laugh as you shake him awake which starties him.

"Y/n." he clears his throat. "You're late"

You set the papers on his desk, "Respectfully, sir. You were asleep on the job, me being five minutes late isn't the biggest problem."

He glares at you with his cold eyes. "It's Monday, give me a break. You're the new employee, correct?"

You nod, looking around his office. "You know, for a millionaire you're quite humble."

"Billionaire, and yes, I prefer not to waste money on flashy things."

"Billionaire?" you raise your eyebrows, "Damn, your wife must be happy."

"I don't have a wife, or anything for that matter." he states as he flips through the papers.

"Not even pets?"

"Not even pets." he confirms.

"If I lived with you, I'd definitely force you to get cats. I have four." you show him pictures

He shakes his head, "Pointless."

Years after

"Sarah!" he smiles wide as he picks your daughter up.

"Pointless my ass." you mock him. You're now married with a daughter and two cats.