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Tamlin

The roar of the city filled Tamlin's senses as he stepped out of his apartment building. It was a much nicer place than the one he had shared with his friends Andras and Lucien five years ago before he was hired at Velaris & Illyria, one of the top companies in the city. One look at their small apartment had his boss renting him an apartment in his building, just a few floors down from his penthouse. He 'couldn't have his assistant living in squalor,' he had said, but Tamlin thinks he just wanted him nearby so he could bother him at all times of day and night.

He waves to the doorman who is standing outside and starts walking towards the subway, wondering how far he'd get this time.

Fifteen steps apparently, as he heard a horn beep and turned to see the familiar black town car pull up beside him. The backseat window rolled down and his boss called out, not even looking up from his phone.

"Get in, Tamlin."

Tamlin sighed before striding to the car and getting in the back beside his boss.

Rhysand Velaris.

"I can take the subway, you know. You don't need to drive me."

"Hello to you too, cub." Rhys said, using the nickname Tamlin despised. It had started when Tamlin had accidentally knocked over Rhys' coffee in his early days after getting too excited about being invited on his first business trip and Rhys had said he was 'overenthusiatic and clumsy like a lion cub'. "Besides, I'm not driving you. Keir is."

"Hello Mr.Velaris, and it's the same thing. It doesn't look good for me to be getting a ride with you."

"Rhys." He corrects, ignoring Tamlin's attempt at professionalism. "And what does it matter what it looks like? We live in the same building, we work in the same place. It makes perfect sense."

"It makes me look favored."

"You are favored. You're my assistant, you're much more important than the rest of them."

Tamlin dropped his head back in exasperation. "That's not true and it makes people dislike me."

"Then they aren't worth your time. Now, what is on the agenda today?" Rhys asked, changing the subject.

Sighing, Tamlin pulled out his phone, the newest model of course, since Rhysand couldn't have his assistant using last month's version. He pulls up the calendar. "You have a meeting with the board at 9 am. A lunch date with your cousin Morrigan at 12:30 pm to discuss the upcoming charity gala and then a meeting with Ms.Archeron at 2 pm to discuss a merger."

"Which Archeron?"

Tamlin opens the email and finds the one he's looking for "Feyre."

Rhys groans, "Why can't they ever send Nesta? She's more professional than her sister."

"She has little patience for these meetings. Feyre is better with people."

"Better in wasting her time trying to seduce them.”

Tamlin looked at him, an amused look on his face. "Are you still upset that she made moves on Mr. Adriata after you agreed to meet her for drinks?"

Rhys shot him a look and he almost regretted asking "No. I was never serious about her, I just wanted to get her off my back. It doesn't change the fact that she is annoying."

"If you say so, sir." 

Rhys' eyes flash at that and when he asks Keir to lift the partition, Tamlin knows what's coming.

"Mr. Velaris..."

"Rhys. You know what you calling me sir does to me." Rhysand says as he puts his phone down and unbuckles his pants. "Get on your knees for me, cub."

Tamlin gulps but undoes his seatbelt and gets down on his knees in front of Rhys, his own erection stirring in his pants. "Yes, Rhys."