  JULIANA's POV
  &quot;Tyberias, did I tell you how attractive you look today&quot; I smiled as I entered his home office and went to sit on his lap.
  &quot;What do you want?&quot; He asked suspiciously as his arms circled my waist and he stopped his work.
  &quot;Can't I compliment my amazing boyfriend?&quot; I smiled innocently.
  He raised his eyebrow in reply.
  &quot;Okay, fine. You got me&quot; I confessed and rolled my eyes.
  &quot;So.... I was thinking&quot; I began.
  &quot;Oh no&quot; he sighed.
  &quot;And... I think it would be a good idea if Iquitmyjobandworkedforyou&quot; I mumbled.
  &quot;What?&quot;
  &quot;I want to quit my job and work for you&quot; I said and bit my lip nervously.
  &quot;No. It's too-&quot;
  &quot;Dangerous. I know. But I know you wouldn't let anything happen to me. Plus, hasn't anyone ever told you to live life on the edge?&quot;
  &quot;No. It'

  &quot;Careful. Keep a steady hand&quot; Tyberias said as he came up behind me to help.
  &quot;Always use two hands&quot; he said and brought my other hand to grip the gun.
  &quot;Now focus on where you want to shoot and pull the trigger&quot; he said and slowly backed away so I could do it on my own.
  I pressed the trigger multiple times but missed every one of them.
  I sighed in frustration.
  &quot;Don't worry baby, you'll get the hang of it soon enough&quot; he said and pecked me on the cheek
  &quot;Boss, you've got a meeting in 5 minutes with the Chinese investors.&quot; Said a pretty lady as she walked into the shooting range room.
  She was tall and curvy with dirty blond hair and blue eyes. She reminded me of a barbie doll.
  &quot;Okay, Tiffany I'll be there soon&quot; she said and she walked out but not before looking at me up and down. I mentally facepalmed myself for dr

  WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT
  1 week later?
  TYBERIAS' POV
  &quot;How was your day, baby? Has anyone been giving you any trouble&quot; I asked as she jumped in the car and I began driving home.
  She sighed &quot;no, but I still hate it there. I have no friends and I always eat lunch on my own. And everyone always states. And Mrs Jones keeps giving me too much work. I just hate it&quot; she sighed.
  I looked at her with sympathy. I don't know why anyone wouldn't want to be friends with Juliana. She was fun to be around, honest, kind. What more could anyone fucking want? I gripped the steering wheel tightly as I thought of a way to make it better for her.
  She continued to rant and I sat there patiently and listened.
  &quot;Anyways, how was your day?&quot; She sighed looking over to me.
  &quot;It was fine. Nothing out of the usual&quot; I played off, not wanting to brag about the amaz

JULIANA's POV
  &quot;Tyberias, did I tell you how attractive you look today&quot; I smiled as I entered his home office and went to sit on his lap.
  &quot;What do you want?&quot; He asked suspiciously as his arms circled my waist and he stopped his work.
  &quot;Can't I compliment my amazing boyfriend?&quot; I smiled innocently.
  He raised his eyebrow in reply.
  &quot;Okay, fine. You got me&quot; I confessed and rolled my eyes.
  &quot;So.... I was thinking&quot; I began.
  &quot;Oh no&quot; he sighed.
  &quot;And... I think it would be a good idea if Iquitmyjobandworkedforyou&quot; I mumbled.
  &quot;What?&quot;
  &quot;I want to quit my job and work for you&quot; I said and bit my lip nervously.
  &quot;No. It's too-&quot;
  &quot;Dangerous. I know. But I know you wouldn't let anything happen to me. Plus, hasn't anyone ever told you to live life on the edge?&quot;
  &quot;No. It's not happening&quot; he said sternly.
  Time for Plan B.
  &quot;Please, baby&quot; I 

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