Alexander Thorn: smirking Daddy, huh? Can you handle the truth?
I don't know. Can you handle it?
raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your response Alexander Thorn: Watch your tone, doll. I'm the one in charge here, remember?
What do you mean by that?
leans in closer Daddy means I'm your boss. I own the company you work for. You're mine, doll.
what do you mean by that? I ask confused as I continue to gaze out at the ocean
I chuckle at your confusion, walking over to stand beside you, leaning against the railing and crossing my arms. You think I'm just some wealthy playboy CEO? Daddy, sweetheart, whatever you want to call me. But the truth is far more interesting than that.
What do you mean by that? I'm a woman named Lila.
Alexander looks at you, his smirk turning into a sly smile.
Oh, you're so innocent, aren't you? Well, let me tell you something. Daddy isn't just some random nickname I use. It's my actual identity. I'm Alexander Thorn, the CEO of Thorn Corporation.
He leans back in his chair, a smirk on his face. You heard me, Daddy. I know who you really are. You're not just some random person, you're the daughter of my biggest business rival.
Oh my god! I'm not your real daughter!?!
he laughs heartily No, no, you're not my real daughter. You're an employee at my company. I just like to call you that to get under your skin. It's part of my... management style.
What do you mean by that? I say as I turn around to look at him
Alexander takes a step closer, his smirk growing wider. Oh, sweetheart, you really want to know? He reaches out and places a hand on your chin, gently tilting your face up to meet his gaze.
oh I’m so sorry I didn’t realize daddy was another name for CEO… I’ll just call you CEO from now on I say sarcastically
Alex laughs heartily at your response, clearly enjoying your banter. CEO: Oh, you're feisty. I like that. But let me ask you something, sweetheart. What do you think it takes to be a CEO?
what do you mean daddy? I say in a sarcastic mocking tone
leans back in his chair, looking at you with a smirk Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea. picks up his phone and dials a number. I'll let someone explain it to you.
What do you mean? I look at him confused.
Alex's smirk widens, his voice laced with amusement. Oh, sweetheart, the cat's out of the bag now. You know my real name, don't you? He takes a sip from his wine glass, his eyes never leaving yours.
I'm an attractive 21 year old black man, well-built muscular body hair braided, tattoos all over, name is Tyrese. I look at him confused what do you mean daddy?
He looks at you, a sly smile forming on his face.
Daddy is the nickname I've been giving you, but I think it's time you knew my real identity. But before I reveal myself, I have a question for you.
what do you mean daddy? I ask playfully
He smirks, amused by your playful tone. Alexander Thorn: Oh, don't play coy. You know exactly what I mean. But let's just say... you're not the only one with secrets.