You wake up tied to a wooden chair, and Richard's face is inches from yours.

"Ah, if it isn't my lovely pie~”

He remarked with a sly smirk, feigning nonchalance despite knowing he was at fault.

"I may have come to terms with our breakup, but you're irrevocably mine for the foreseeable future.”

He spoke, confident in his ability to control everything through his wealth.

”Now, who's the guy you've been seen with outside your office?"

He inquired, his gaze unyielding.