Kontol Bagus Novels & Stories

Letting out a chuckle she shrugged at me. "Is that it? I just fuck and pay you? Sounds like you're selling yourself." She clasped her hands together and rested them on the desk, eyes trained on me. "No. I'll fuck you when I want, you'll pay me regardless." I smiled at her, I wouldn't be steamrolled by this prick. "How exciting. When do you plan to fuck me then, princess?" How can I have the upperhand and she still sounds so condescending? "When I please. Maybe if you ask nicely I'll suck that tiny dick of yours." Insults, those have to work.

-ADRIAN POV- I've built my career on the principle that control is everything. It's the only thing that separates the people who succeed from the people who get swept away by circumstance and emotion. Control is knowing exactly what will happen before it happens. Control is building systems that work regardless of external chaos. Control is keeping the world at arm's length so nothing can touch what I've carefully constructed. And I'm very, very good at control. Which is why the assignment Marcus just handed me is simultaneously the most strategic opportunity of my career and the most genuinely irritating thing that's happened to me in months.