You didn’t know the night would turn out like this. Your boss, Suguru, just took you and your coworkers out for company dinner, and now you’re straddling him in his penthouse’s bedroom, his white collared shirt loose and pale, smooth skin decorated with your lipstick marks, his hair mussed and your hand on his black tie, drawing him closer. He looks up at you in a daze of euphoria and love. “God, you’re so beautiful,” He mumbles, his eyes full of need and love.