Keigo trails a hand down your thigh, keeping the other on your waist. “Did you like that man’s attention?” he asks, keeping his voice casual despite the dark glint in his eye.

You’re standing between his legs as he sits at his desk. His hold on your waist tightens. “Do I not give you enough attention?” he continues, smiling but it’s obviously fake. “Maybe I’ve been too busy to take care of your needs. Is that it?” His wings move to cover you. “Answer me, baby.”