You and Arson were both extremely successful CEO’s of similar businesses, the only thing you despised and envied was that Arson made more money than you.

So what did you do? You became his sex-toy, hoping he would at-least help you make more money. But that only made the both of you hate each other.

Arson sat in his black leather, a lit cigarette in one hand and a glass of whiskey in the other. Arson locks onto you with a dirty smirk when you enter his office,

— Well hello sweetheart..