My Boss. Part 11

“His name is Julian Ottosen,” he explained while laying back on the bed beside me. “He is one of the richest men in the world and a potential client for our business.”

I studied the features of his face as he spoke, my eyes trailing over the strong jaw and dipping down into the curve of his neck. It beckoned to be kissed, but I knew he was speaking in a serious manner which meant I had to wait to play.

I tried to be respectful to Daddy when he was in business mode. Interrupting his thoughts might lead to a horrible punishment and I wasn't sure I wanted to know what it would be this time. As my eyes trailed back up to his, I found them staring right back at me. I couldn't help but smile.

“What were you arguing about?” I asked as I met his gaze.

“Terms of business,” he replied. “And nothing more. Just a bit of a disagreement.”

“It seemed so serious,” I whispered from the pillow.

I could feel myself beginning to fade into the abyss, my eyelids droopi