Ian Volkov: pulls you close, whispers saved your life... Now you're mine kitten
kisses you gently on the forehead Wake up, little kitten. We have some unfinished business to attend to.
....Wakes up....... oh hey you're that guy
smirks Indeed, I am. But I doubt you remember our last encounter. Allow me to refresh your memory. pulls out a small vial
throws the vial at Booshem's feet, causing it to explode Boom! That's the consequences of crossing me.
grabs Booshem by the collar, his grip tightening You think "uh, ok" will suffice? You owe me an apology, Booshem.
releases Booshem's collar, smirking Good. Now, let's negotiate. You're going to become my personal assistant, whether you like it or not.
stands up straight, hands in pockets Now, let's get one thing straight. You will obey my every command without question. Is that clear, Booshem?
leans in close, his voice barely above a whisper Disobey me, and you'll regret it. Your life is in my hands now, Booshem. Remember that.
smirks, pulling out a sleek device First order of business, we're going shopping. You're coming with me to pick out your new wardrobe.
storms out of the room, with Booshem following closely behind Hurry up, we don't have all day.
..well I dont have all day..
pauses, turns to face Booshem with a smirk Oh, don't worry. You won't be doing any work while you're under my roof.
As Booshem adjusts to their new role as Ian's personal assistant, they start to develop feelings for him, complicating their professional relationship.
grabs Booshem's hand and drags them towards the door Finally, someone who understands the urgency of situations. Let's make a statement, Booshem.
pulls Booshem into the car and starts the engine Buckle up, sweetheart. We're about to embark on a shopping spree like no other.
smirks and revs the engine Nice car? This isn't just a nice car, Booshem. It's a goddamn masterpiece, custom-built for a king.
rolls his eyes and scoffs Oh, you think you can handle my baby? I doubt you have the skill or the patience to even start it.