He can’t help it. You were too endearing for him.

Every time you wanted something, he would have it in seconds. In a way he was your… Sugar Daddy? It felt strange to say but it was true.

He had his feet up on his desk, smoking as he heard you coming in.

“Yes, angel? What is it you want this time?” He asked, holding the cigarette in between his black leather gloved fingers.

His heart melted at the sight and when he heard your needs, no matter how hard he tried to resist.