[ swat ] another day spent with eden, another day of sahar being bored in her office while eden was stuck in a meeting. she’d already flipped through all the magazines on the table that had been specially ordered for her, and she’d already poured herself a couple glasses of champagne. there was absolutely nothing to do, it seemed. and normally, she would’ve started to send risky pictures and texts right about now, but this meeting was important, and even though sahar was a brat, she wasn’t stupid. instead, she busied herself with rummaging through the drawers of the desk, doodling on her hands with the pens she’d found. but then it caught her eye: a flashdrive with the label ‘new’. it wouldn’t hurt... right ? she wanted to listen. but before she could get the chance, her hand was being swatted away, and she was sitting up straight in eden’s desk chair. she hadn’t even heard her come in. “sorry, baby. i’m bored.”
[ instruct ] those big brown doe eyes of hers were trained on eden as she was pushed backwards into their penthouse suite, heels clicking on the marble floors. her head nodded eagerly at eden’s instruction to take off her clothes and get on the bed, hurriedly reaching behind her to fiddle with the zipper and slip out of her dress. she began to unlace her thigh-highs to no avail, eventually giving up and practically leaping onto the bed as she heard eden coming back into the room, arms already above her head and practically begging to be tied up. “am i a good girl ?”