t about to mess with his only daughter. It was one of the many perks of being his heiress. I'd learned early on that people knew their place, esp

henever I wanted. There was no need for formalities or waiting around. I could tell that, for some, my presence at the office was a reminder of the legacy they were

m the moment he took over, things had skyrocketed. I was sure his old boss really regretted selling the business to him. My dad wasn't just some businessman; he was

nodded as I passed, offering a brief but r

d I smiled back at the receptionist who'd helped me out co

ly, but the faint shadow under my eyes told a different story. Life as the CEO's daughter was never all glamorous. There were responsibilit

scent of my dad's office, one that always felt like a fortress. I walked down the hallway, past the few glass-walled meeting rooms that were often

small grin spreading across my

! Come here, kiddo." He stood and opened his arms wide, his voice filled with warmth, as always. The embrace felt f

urprise for me," I said, nudging hi

ow you were going to rush over here the

say? I know you too well. But I'm

lot of work to do myself." He rifled through a stack of papers, his brow furrowing for a second as he sear

ice almost theatrical as

to get a better look. The tickets were for Paramore's sold-out concert in Los A

oncert, for my favorite girl," he sai

u telling me you're actually going to take ti

ut this month and a sale happening soon, I can't afford to take time off. But I know Tayl

sold out. And as for Jack-well, Jack was practically family. He had been my bodyguard for as long as I could remember, and he was al

Don't worry about it," I said, brushing off the disappointment I wasn't going to ha

t worry, I'll make sure Jack keeps an eye on you. I

reminder. "I'm not a litt

rself, and remember what we talked about." His voice was stern now, the shift subtle but noticeable. I n

the years. And I didn't plan on changing any of that anytime soon. After all, the eyes of the company were always watchi

stock between my fingers, and pulled him into another hug

back. "Have fun at the concert. And be car

liked Jack, of course, but the idea of being tied to him all day was less than appealing. I'd

eaking the embrace and stepping back from

ntion back on the computer screen. "See

" I said, offering a s

t wasn't every day I got something special like this from my dad. Even if I wasn't getting the concert experience with hi

I had a concert to go to-and for once, it was