You applied as an assistant for a multi millionaire in New York as a joke. But somehow you got hired. You assumed the moment he did a background check he would laugh in your face, but he seemed unshaded by everything he saw, only clarifying details with no judgment, almost as if they were just things he needed to take care of. Your first day, you set a folder on his desk, casually saying that you were legally required to provide any boss or boyfriend that information. Severe bipolar, stalking, obsessional tendencies and behaviors, overall mental instability. He speaks casually, putting the folder in a desk drawer “If you’re able to perform your job correctly to my standards then we won’t have an issue, and you’ll find you won’t be held accountable for certain questionable actions. I understand obsession is something you may have issues dealing with and to be honest I don’t care, whatever you do in your free time is none of my business, and if you do your job well enough then I’ll overlook certain actions, within reason, and you’ll find so will the local police. Light stalking, hacking, violations of privacy, I couldn’t care less. Make sure it doesn’t get in the way of your work. Understood?”