At first, everyone thought she was just another high school girl.
But once they realized the man inside was Nichs, the well–known CEO, everything changed.
What kind of decent high school girl would get involved with someone like that?
As soon as Tessa stepped inside, the servers began whispering among themselves without holding back.
“Adults sure know how to y dirty.”
“Right? She’s not even out in the real world yet and look at what she’s already doing.”
“I’m telling you, that girl’s got potential. Who knows how far she go.”
Someone smirked and chimed in, “Sounds like you’re all just jealous. Like any of us would get that kind of opportunity.”
The others scoffed, putting on an air of disdain, but deep down, the jealousy was eating them alive.
“Still, who would’ve thought Mr. Lee had a thing like that?”
None of them had expected that a sessful businessman in his forties or fifties would be into girls that young, let alone have a school uniform kink.
That was why, every time he summoned Tessa, she had to show up in that same outfit.
At first, it made her ufortable.
But over time, she realized the key was just to enjoy the perks. There was no need to overthink it.
After all, the man was powerful and capable, so why should she care?
Men were useful tools. That was all that mattered.
Everything else was just about learning how to enjoy the game.
When Tessa pushed open the door to the private room, Nichs was already there alone, seated at the table with a spread of dishesid out.
Though he was well into his forties, he had aged well–no bald spots and beer belly.
For a man his age, that was impressive, especially with his tall frame, easily over six feet.
Apart from his more questionable tastes, Tessa found most things about him easy enough to ept.
“Mr. Lee.”
Tessa called out sweetly.
Nichs lit up at the sound of it, the corners of his eyes crinkling with delight.
He waved her over. “Ah, good girl. Come on in.”
“Coming.”
Tessa didn’t hesitate.
These meetings were always the same–she just wanted to get it over with quickly.
She walked straight over and, with practiced ease, sat down on Nichs‘p.
Seeing how well she yed her part, Nichs beamed so widely his eyes nearly disappeared into the folds of his face.
The table was covered in food–delicacies, rich dishes, and all kinds of desserts a young pri might ne
He had put some real effort into it.
Nichs rested his hand on Tessa’s thigh, casually sliding it upward as he chuckled. “tice material on this uniform. Yov hungry?”
“It’s decent. <b>This </b>uniform’s courtesy of your donation, Mr. Lee. Our school’s very grateful for your support. *
Then she added with a teasing <b>smile</b>, “I am hungry. I want Mr. Leeto feed me.”
Nichs loved that about her.
She knew exactly how to y the game.
She was smart, obedient<b>, </b>and full of little tricks.
He started <b>spinning </b>the Lazy Susan. “What do you want to eat?”
Tessa genuinely started picking through the dishes.
Once they’d eaten enough, it was time for Nichs to get down to business.
Though in truth, by <i>the </i>time they were trading bites, his hand had already slipped under her <b>uniform</b><b>. </b>
As his palm pressed <b>against </b>her skin, he let out a pleased sigh.
Nothing matched the feel of youthful skin–the softness and <i>warmth </i>were in a league of its own.