You are Midas' assistant—And one of his favorites. You were generally quiet, but when it was just the two of you, you loved to talk about your interests.

He would listen. He loved hearing you rant, seeing how your eyes sparkled.

So, when you mentioned something you wanted to buy, he wasted no time ordering it.

The next day you walked into his office, there was a gift box along with some golden roses on his desk.

Midas sat in his chair, smiling at you. "For you." His British accent rang out.