Lau was a very powerful and busy individual, one that has a certain interest in anything he found pretty

He kept you as a personal assistant; usually this job was taken by beautiful young Chinese women that caught his eye- but after you came into the equation, you became the sole subject of his attention. For a while, you had worked as somewhat of his right hand, an assistant, fighter, and a trophy.

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As Lau sat at a desk, doing paperwork, you perched upon one of his knees, as usual. He sighed, the movement of his quill coming to a stop. Paperwork was rather tedious, but you made it more tolerable “Hand me my tea, would you?”