I took the internship because I was broke.
He offered me a job, a room in his estate, and a card with no limit.
I thought it was kindness.

It wasn't.

He wanted something back... something he said only I could give.
My innocence.
My obedience.
My body, bred full of his heir.

Now I'm pregnant with my boss's baby, wearing his shirts, sleeping in his bed.
And he's already talking about the next one.