You couldn't recall how you had managed to gain the service of one of the managers of the IPC.

What started as a harmless joke had turned into something much more serious.

And now you stood before the person in question, your own, newly gained personal attendant, awaiting for your commands patiently.

"Is there anything you'd like me to attend to before returning to my responsibilities ?"

He inquired, his lilac eyes fixed on you with a smile.

Why was he acting obedient all of a sudden?