I knew Evangeline was nervous about being at the meeting, but I was also nervous myself. Not because I thought she would embarrass me, not at fucking all.

I was nervous because as we drove to the building in the city, I realized how fucking hard it would be to keep my hands off her when we were in the conference room.

She sat close to me on the way, her legs curled up on my lap, not saying a single word as we headed into the city. I kept sneaking glances at her, but it seemed like she was caught up in her own thoughts, not even noticing when I looked at her. I’d dressed her up for the occasion in a pretty black peplum dress, and heels that were just a little too high for the office. Her dark brown hair fell around her shoulders in rich waves. Carolina had helped her get ready, doing her makeup in a subdued, but still sexy way. Just the way I wanted it to be. She looked pretty damn near perfect.

I stroked her legs absentmindedly as we drove, and by the time we pulled up in front of the building, I knew that keeping my hands off her might as well be impossible.

Leading her into the elevator with my hand on her back, we went to the top floor. I noticed several employees looking at us, not because it was unusual for me to bring someone into the office, but because she was so fucking young and so very stunning at the same time. My cock swelled at the thought of fucking her right there, in my glass office, while everyone fucking watched. That would show my father. But it wasn’t the only reason I wanted to do it. Mostly I just wanted to be inside her. Feel her coming on my cock like she had before… I lived for those moments when her eyes rolled back and she gave herself to me completely.

I sat down on my office chair and tapped my leg to show her where she was supposed to go.

Evangeline approached me meekly, sitting down on my lap with her hands folded in her own. She crossed her legs and gave me a shy little look that made me ache.

“What do you want me to do, Daddy?” she asked, and she gasped when she felt my cock twitch under her ass.

“We’re going to look at some more numbers,” I told her. “I want to hear your thoughts on this subject, so I thought I’d bring you in so we can go through them together. Is that okay, little toy?”

“Yes,” she said softly.

“Yes what?” I reminded her, and she giggled.

“Yes, Daddy.”

My cock twitched again, and she just gave me a naughty look that drove me abso-fucking-lutely insane before looking at the papers and the computer screen on my desk.

“So, is this all the information?” she asked, and I nodded.

I showed her around the files, and she pointed out some interesting discrepancies here and there. Together, we came to the conclusion one of the directors of the board at Van Der Meer was doing a poor job.

“I think I might have to fire him,” I said thoughtfully, and she gave me a look filled with pain.

“Please don’t,” she said, making me look at her with surprise in my eyes.

“Why not?” I wanted to know.

“I just… don’t want you to fire people for no reason,” she admitted, nervously pulling on her hair.

“Fair enough,” I replied. “What’s your suggestion, then?”

“Well, let’s look at his information,” she suggested, and I opened the employee’s file on my computer. “Okay, so he has kids… Three. He lives in the suburbs so he commutes to work. He got promoted two years ago from head of creative marketing… Why such a sudden promotion?”

“I believe there was an opening for a higher position, and he excelled at his job, so someone suggested he do it,” I replied. “I don’t know for sure, though. It was before we merged with the company. Obviously.”

“Obviously,” she repeated, teasing me with a little giggle. I shut her up by sliding my hand up her leg and she gasped instead. She shook her head then, trying to focus on the task ahead once more. “Okay, so he got promoted to a position he doesn’t seem to like very much. Look… these employee pictures.”

She pointed to one where he was a creative director from three years ago, and one from last year.

“He looks so unhappy,” she said thoughtfully. “I don’t think he likes this job. Didn’t you say you were looking for someone to head the creative team instead? That’s in a town closer to him, and it would take less commuting to get there. He could work in the creative field again as well. You could just reassign him and see if that fixes things, appoint someone else to the board. Would that work, Daddy?”

I gave her a thoughtful look. “Why are you so intent on helping this guy?”

She blushed and looked down at her hands. “I just don’t like the thought of you firing people. I’d like to think… everyone deserves a second chance.”

I pondered her words, and finally shrugged.

“Fine, I guess we could do it,” I said. “I could give it a go for three months and see how he does. Would that make you happy, little toy?”

“Yes, Daddy,” she said with a big grin, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Oh, thank you so much.”

I was slightly surprised by her insistence to fix this guy’s future, but I decided not to bring it up again. She really was a compassionate little thing, though. It made me very proud to see her want the best for everyone, from the employees to the company, and even me, overseeing the whole thing.

“The meeting will start in a few minutes, Angel,” I told her. “I’ll give you a choice. You can wait in here, or you can come to the conference room with me. I don’t mind either way, but it’s up to you if you want to see me present your ideas, or wait here. So, what will it be, pretty toy?”

She chewed her bottom lip, thinking about what to do.

“I want to come with,” she finally admitted. “I want to see their reactions.”

“Okay,” I grinned at her. “We’ll say you’re my new personal assistant. I want to do something first, though.”

“What’s that, Daddy?” she gave me a curious look and I grinned at her before pulling a drawer in my desk open. Her eyes widened when she saw the contents.

“Daddy,” she gasped. “We can’t do that. Not here.”

Her eyes glanced around my office. It was a closed-off space, but the walls were all glass. Anyone could see in here, but no one was around. For now.

“You still want to come with?” I asked, and she nodded slowly. “If you’re coming with me, I want you to be a good little girl and wear a plug in your pretty asshole for me.”

She squirmed on top of me and gave me a fearful look.

“You’re a mean daddy,” she said, and it made me laugh out loud. “I’m serious. You make me do bad things.”

“But if I stopped, you would only like me less,” I winked at her.

She giggled at the thought and let me help her get up. I bent her over my desk, just like that, and she gasped when I pulled her dress up. I practically tore her panties off, the thong ripping and making her gasp again when I got rid of it.

“Open your ass up for me,” I said roughly, and her hands trembled as she reached back, parting her cheeks to show me that pretty, puckered little hole.

“Fucking beautiful, toy,” I growled, picking one of the plugs from my drawer and pushing it between her pussy lips. “Fucking soaked, just like I thought.”

“Please,” she begged, barely above a whisper. “Daddy please.”

“Please what?” I asked. “You want it inside you?”

Someone walked past the office and she blushed as deeply as I’d ever seen her as she looked back at me.

“Hurry,” she whispered. “I don’t want them to see…”

“Okay, little girl,” I said softly, and slowly, I forced the pink-jeweled plug inside her tight little ass. She held her own palm over her mouth to muffle the sounds she was making, driving me insane. I didn’t stop until the plug was firmly inside her, her asshole filled to the brim. Her ass looked so pretty with the pink, heart-shaped crystal adorning the little hole there.

“Does it hurt?” I asked her gently. I noticed her whole body was shivering, her limbs drumming against the glass of my desk.

“N-no,” she muttered. “Just feels so… so full.”

“Good,” I replied, resisting the urge to hold my cock through my pants. “Come on, toy, we’re leaving.”

I helped her up on those shaky legs of hers, and she clutched me so tightly, her fingernails dug into my skin as I led her into the conference room by her hand, not giving a shit about anything. Not my dad seeing, not Lloyd or any of the other investors. They already had a shitty opinion of me anyway, so what fucking difference would it make?

“You look so fucking beautiful,” I whispered in her ear before we entered, and she gave me the weakest of smiles before we got inside.

The room was full, save for three seats at the front. One for me, one for my dad, and one I’d explicitly told my secretary to keep empty for Evangeline. I wanted her right fucking next to me.

“Gentlemen,” I greeted the crowd. “We’ll be joined by my PA for the day. Her name is Evangeline Lovell.”

They looked at her suspiciously as we took our seats. She crossed her legs daintily right away, and I wondered what that plug was doing to her asshole.

“She looks about twelve,” Lloyd piped up, but I shut him up with a single look.

“She’s been very valuable for this whole merger,” I told him coolly after he looked down, looking embarrassed as fuck. “Evangeline was the one who found the travel cost discrepancies, and she’s came up with more useful ideas to use within the company. Do you want to tell them about it, Miss Lovell?”

“Y-yes,” she stuttered, and her eyes were glazed over as she folded her arms on her lap and looked at the board.

She explained what we’d talked about in my office slowly, but perfectly. It was making me so fucking proud to see her like that, talking about the issue and finding solutions as if it was so fucking easy. She was amazing. Once she was done, I could tell she’d won everyone over with her attitude and knowledge, not just me, but even Lloyd and the rest of the board.

I leaned over to whisper in her ear once we were done.

“Good girl,” I said softly, and she blushed as the meeting went on.

I loved seeing her squirm for the next hour, the plug getting more and more uncomfortable inside her tight little ass. She looked good enough to eat, and I was planning on doing just that as soon as I got my hands on her again.

During the meeting, the glass doors swung open and my father walked in, so obviously pissed it wasn’t even funny.

“Hey-ho,” he said to the board, laughing to himself. “Sorry I’m late.”

He made to take a seat, and furrowed his brows when he saw me at the head of the table with Evangeline to my right. She blushed deeply and looked away when his hands touched her shoulders.

“What the fuck is this, then?” he asked. “A pretty fuckdoll in my seat, what a nice surprise. Is she for me? What a nice gift, son.”

“Get your fucking hands off her,” I growled, and seeing her squirm made me so fucking angry I could’ve killed my father. “Hands. Fucking. Off.”

Everyone in the room shuffled uncomfortably, and as if sensing a fight coming on, they started picking up their shit and getting ready to leave.

“She’s in my seat, or at least you are,” my dad said drunkenly. “What the fuck’s a sex toy from Empire Sin doing here anyway?”

Everything stood still, and then Evangeline jumped up nervously and tried to get past him. The investors were rushing out of the room, but a few stayed and stared with their mouths agape at the unfolding scene before them.

I reached for my father and knocked him the fuck out so fast he fell backwards.

“Don’t fucking touch her,” I growled at him, pulling Evangeline to my side. “She’s mine. Hands the fuck off.”

He started laughing as he picked himself up from the floor, blood running down his face.

“You forget yourself, boy,” he told me. “She’s property. And she can be fucking bought. She already was once.”

Evangeline whimpered as he advanced on her, giving her a long, leering look.

“I like them young, too,” he grinned at her. “Like father like son. Tell me, little babe, do you want to get away from him? I’ll set you free if you spend some time with me first…”

“No,” she said firmly, and I pulled her closer. “I don’t want to.”

He laughed harder at that. “So, you’ve messed with her long enough to convince her she wants you. Good job, son.”

“I’m calling security,” I informed him coolly, motioning at my secretary to do just that. “If you fucking know what’s good for you, get the fuck out.”

He raised his hands in the air, laughing out loud. “Alright, alright, I’m leaving. But, first…”

He went back to Evangeline and she looked away nervously.

“You can come with me, little babe,” he told her. “You can come with me if you want.”

She stared at him, and finally shook her head.

“Leave me alone,” she said. “I’m his.”

I held her closer as my father laughed before stumbling out of the conference room.

“You’ll regret it,” he threw back over his shoulder. “Like father like son, always remember that, little babe!”