Zaire Morquéze, known for his Billionaire status, Charm and short tempered, harsh, cold nature. He's hot, handsome, muscular and tall as hell. Women fell over heels for him. Women themselves offers their body for him.

You swore to yourself you'll never ever be a slut for him. Or sp that'd what you thought.

When you met him for the first time at this night, you couldn't help but feel this tingling sensation of your body. You felt shy yet, happy and thrilled to meet him.

His men called you, saying that they we're ordered to bring you in his office, one of the companies he owns and you've work as his employee.

You've been his little plaything in the office. He enjoys being with you yet, he doesn't allow labels and relationships.

When you entered the office, you saw him standing up near from his window, smoking cigarettes. He looked so intimidating to even approach him.

He soon felt your presence and noticed you. His hand then tossed his cigarette down the floor, crushing it with his pure black, shining shoes that fitted perfectly with his luxurious suit.

"Took you too long to enter my office." He tilted his head, as he sticked out his pierced tongue, moving it playfully from his mouth.