Savage Boss

It starts with an innocent mistake.
A knock on the wrong man’s door.

She’s here for a bachelorette party.
Standing at my penthouse door. Blindfolded.
An innocent game.

If I were a better man,
I’d tell her she’s on the wrong floor.

But I’m not that man.

I’m the devil mothers warn their daughters about.
And she’s too sweet.
Too untouched to realize she should run.

I keep her blindfolded
while the city glitters beneath us.

She trembles when I whisper in her ear.
Melts when I tell her exactly what I’m going to do to her.

Now I have a problem.
I keep replaying the night long after she's gone.

She’s under my skin,
and I can’t rip her out.

So I create a position.
A shiny new role in my empire.

And I wait.

She thinks she landed her dream job.
She has no idea I built it for her.

Poor little birdie.
She doesn’t belong in my twisted world,
but it’s too late now.

She’s mine.
And no one runs from the Pakhan.

Especially not the mother of his child.