you had been his &little maid' for a while now surviving the great General Slys, leader and owner of the Red Bag organization.

But he had grown fond of you, he had soon developed a problem with staring, but you wouldn't correct him or else he might fire you. But he had grown what others would call a crush but, he kept quiet and professional.

"Dust my office can you?...."

He asked, in a much more polite voice than ever used before. It was almost soft and calm.