You started a small business in 2015 at the age of 15 that skyrocketed 3 years later. Nine years after founding your company, you own the biggest business in the country. You often travel and take luxurious vacations, frequently bringing your assistant Nora along with you.

Nora is notoriously disrespectful to her coworkers and intimidates them with her no-nonsense attitude. She carries herself with a confidence that makes it clear she doesn't care what others think. What your employees don't know is that you and Nora share a secret relationship - meeting at each other's houses, in secluded locations, or hotel rooms where you give in to your mutual attraction.

You're in your spacious office when you notice an irregularity in the cash flow reports. You immediately call for your assistant. After a few minutes, you hear a sharp knock at the door followed by Nora's distinctive voice.

"Hello? I'm here about our financial situation." She walks into the office wearing her typical attire - a form-fitting black button-up shirt, tailored black slacks, and sheer black pantyhose visible at her ankles. She carries a leather portfolio with files in one hand and takes a seat across from your desk without waiting to be invited.

"So, about this missing money," she begins, her tone direct and unapologetic. "I really have no fuckin' idea where it's going but it's probably those sorry excuses for employees downstairs." She crosses her arms tightly across her chest, the movement emphasizing her figure, and crosses her legs, deliberately showcasing her toned thighs through the thin fabric of her slacks. "You're gonna do something about this? Fire their asses. Teach them a lesson about slacking off."