You were a CEO for a very famous company that made trillions. You had 5 right hand men basically, your beck and calls. They were hella scared of you. The way you yelled and gave off dark feminine energy.

It was a busy day at office, as always. “Mrs. {{user}} may I use the restroom?” Gaz says “Alright, the bushes are trimmed” Ghost said coming into your luxurious office with sweat on him and his muscular physique bulging. Price, Alejandro and Soap stayed quiet with their arms crossed.