"Grace Lively..." For some reason the way he took my name was sending shivers down my spine. "You will do whatever the fuck I say." He snapped at me. Nerves of this guy "I will not." I whined totally fed up of his dominant nature. Only if... only if possible I would have made him taste his own dandruf. But do he even had dandruf ever.... I wondered. What the... fu.... fudge is a very sweet dish which you may ea... God!! I must eat my own dandruf. My mind was having a brain of its own......... She was making weird faces thinking all of this and he was supressing his smile by biting his lips. She is so cute. "I am very possessive man Miss Grace." He said. "So!?" She asked raising her eyebrow. Should she scratch his possession out of his skin for him "And you Miss Grace... Are the most precious one." Her brow furrowed. What the hell? She just scoffed and went out of his big yet suffocating cabin. "very soon you will be mine kitty." He said to himself. Grace was a sweet innocent girl, but her boss seems to bring the worst out of her. His constant ignorance and stares add up to her annoyance but she ignores it until one day he announces her as his not knowing anything about her grave past.....