My Boss’s Daughter
I’m not the kind of man who denies himself,
I’m a powerful billionaire.
I take what I want.
Even if that means my boss’s daughter.
The moment I reached out and pulled her to me,
The moment her lips touched mine,
I was paralyzed.
I shouldn’t have given in.
I shouldn’t have claimed her.
The moment my boss assigned her to work for me,
I knew I was in trouble.
That smart mouth and tempting body,
She needed to learn a lesson,
To learn who was in charge.
But as she works her way into my life and heart,
I might not be the one in charge anymore.
What I can’t afford to forget?
That when this is said and done,
She’s not mine to keep.
No comments:
Post a Comment