My Boss Has His Eye on Me

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This story is based on the game Call of Duty (COD). You don't need to have played the game to enjoy it.

The male lead is Graves, the boss of the Shadow Company.

★Money-hungry intelligence broker × ruthless mercenary leader

Blurb:

I was an intelligence broker, but I was broke. After calling it quits, I applied for a janitorial job at the mercenary group Shadow Company, while planning for retirement on the side.

My boss, Phillip Graves, was handsome and rich. He was the CEO of the company.

One day, I accidentally stumbled upon his secret, and grew anxious, afraid he would have me executed.

But he was very kind to me, a mere janitor, and always acted like a proper boss.

I gradually let my guard down and started thinking, "Working for him for the rest of my life might not be so bad."

One day, he offered me a hefty sum to become his live-in personal housekeeper.

I jumped at the money and immediately said yes.

A janitor becoming a housekeeper? The work was pretty much the same. I'd get paid and could enjoy my retirement early, tending flowers and baking little pastries. It couldn't get much better.

But can someone tell me why my boss looks at me with such burning desire?

Wait! Boss! Did you get the wrong idea? Sure, I work in the service industry, but I don't offer that kind of service!

I was pinned to the bed by Graves, staring at him in horror.

Graves loosened his tie, leaned close, and coaxed me: "Baby, give me a kiss and I'll give you fifty thousand dollars."

Hilarious. The whole "janitor becomes a housekeeper, housekeeper becomes a sweetheart" routine was playing out with me in the lead.

So if I kiss him a hundred times, won't I make a fortune?

I tested the waters, planting four symbolic kisses on his cheek and easily pocketing two hundred thousand dollars.

"Help me with your hands... two hundred thousand."

"Use your mouth... five hundred thousand dollars."

"Call me 'Daddy'... one million dollars."

Graves's requests got more and more outrageous, but he paid more and more, too.

To be honest, I'd figured out long ago that my boss, Graves, had his eye on me. I just hadn't realized how much he loved me...

Reader's Guide:

1. One-on-one happy ending | Third-person narration | A touch of an ensemble cast

2. You are YN (Your Name), so you can choose a name to insert.

3. Neither lead is perfect, and neither has much of a moral compass. The male lead is a hopeless romantic without realizing it.

[Shout as loud as you can]

Theme: Happiness flutters by like a butterfly.