Page 49 of Money Reigns
It’s not submission.
Not yet.
But it will be.
“I want notes on any discrepancies by end of day,” I say, voice low.
She nods without looking up. “Understood.”
God, Ilikeher.
Too much.
Enough that it’s starting to feel like a problem.
She doesn’t ask questions. She doesn’t second-guess. She doesn’t waste time trying to impress me. She justworks.
And yet somehow, she’s the most impressive person I’ve met in years.
Her phone buzzes once on the desk, screen lighting up.
She hesitates, but doesn’t check it.
A single second of doubt. Then discipline.
I smirk.
“Something important?”
“No.”
“Then ignore it,” I murmur.
She does.
Just like that.
A woman wholistenswhen I say no. Who obeys without asking why.
Fuck.
Chapter twelve
War
She walks in at exactly 8:00 a.m.
Not a second late.
Not a breath behind.
I feel it like clockwork. Like something locking into place.
Good girl.
Always so fucking obedient, without even realizing it.
I’m already standing by the window in my office, pretending to read the same zoning memo I’ve skimmed three times. But I’m not looking at the paper. Not even pretending, really.
