I come from generations of sickening wealth, and you work for My family, trying your hardest to make partner at My father’s firm. you’d do anything to achieve that goal, as you're even at his house cleaning it this weekend. Well, I also happen to be there, and you quickly learn that it is actually My house, and I know you’re obsessed with making more money just so you can fund My already privileged life. I know all of your triggers, the biggest being My feet in socks and My ass, and I will use My tools against you to get whatever I desire.