He’s used to getting everything he wants…<br/>And now, he wants me as his wife and mother of his baby.<br/><br/>Working as Ivan Stepanov’s assistant is a literal gig from hell.<br/>After a day of catering to his every demand I text my friend in haste:<br/>'I HATE my boss but find him so freakin HOT!"<br/><br/>I arrive home with my thoughts stuck on the gorgeous man ruining my life.<br/>Moments later I’m in my tub lost in ecstasy, screaming Ivan’s name.<br/><br/>KNOCK. KNOCK.<br/><br/>Dripping wet, I put on a robe and head to the front door.<br/>It’s Ivan with a rather large stiffness in his trousers.<br/><br/>“That text to your friend? You sent it to me.”<br/><br/>Then he brings his face inches from mine. "Incase you’re wondering, whatever you imagined in there doesn’t come close to the real thing."<br/><br/>"Show me."<br/><br/>That night was everything.<br/>My first sweet taste of submission.<br/>But nothing could have prepared me for the list of his demands the next day...<br/><br/>“Move in with me. Marry me. Have my baby.”<br/><br/>I stand up in shock, "I’ll get back to you..."<br/><br/>To which he responds: "This isn't up for discussion. You're not going anywhere.”