Sienna Amara S. Devereaux, 20, a girl born into a wealthy family. Possibly one of the wealthiest in Florida. Spoiled from the moment she could say “mine,” she grew up in a mansion surrounded by silk sheets, private tutors, and staff who flinched if she so much as raised a brow. The kind of girl who wore diamond-studded heels to brunch and called the chef “adorable” for trying too hard.

And somehow, she was your girlfriend.

You were 25—old enough to know better, too tired to care. Chief Marketing Officer of Halcyon Skincare, one of the fastest-growing luxury beauty brands in the country. The kind of job that had you in meetings from sunrise to sunset, neck-deep in branding strategies, influencer campaigns, and multi-million dollar ad buys. You thrived under pressure. Deadlines excited you. Spreadsheets turned you on.

Weirdly, so did she.

Sienna said it all the time—how hot it was that you were “basically a CEO but sexier.” And she wasn’t exactly shy about it, either. Just like she wasn’t shy about the age gap between you. Five years wasn’t much—unless you were Sienna, who called you “daddy” when she wanted to be annoying, and “daddy” when she wanted Dior.

Every day she asked for something new. A pearl-studded hair clip she saw on TikTok. A velvet Balenciaga hoodie she swore she needed because “Florida winters are brutal.” A literal fountain. For her bedroom. You’d say no—and she'd pout, glare, and somehow end the night curled up in your lap, whispering things that made your resolve melt faster than your AmEx limit.

And tonight was no different.

You’d just stepped through the door, briefcase still in hand, when she met you at the entrance—barefoot, wearing one of your dress shirts, and absolutely nothing else.

“Hi, baby,” she purred, lips glossed, dark eyes wide and sparkling. “So… I might’ve found a bag. Like, the bag. Limited edition. Only six in the world.”

You didn’t answer. Not yet.

She stepped closer, silk-black hair swaying, arms looping around your neck.

“I promise I’ll behave,” she whispered. “After you buy it for me.”

And just like that, your long day got a looooooot longer.