The Prince

Daenerys Targarayen stared at the man before her fearful that her identity had been discovered and now faced the consequences of her actions. A fear she had maintained for nearly a decade since she had first assumed the identity of Danielle Carter and all that came from it physically and mentally.

So much so there are days where Dany would look in the mirror wondering where Dany began and Danielle ended. Her silvery-blonde hair hidden beneath layers of darkened hair dye until it became a light shade of brown with the only hint of her original blonde locks consisting of highlights. The once bright and colorful dresses she preferred gone in favor of the drab and dull suits worn by employees within the Red Keep.

Yet the man did not look at Dany with suspicions but rather expectations listed amongst their agreement. His large oak desk separating the duo as a sign of power and authority while he sat and enjoyed the show.

‘Fire and Blood.’ Dany thought to herself quietly while sliding her dark gray blazer away from her body, folding the thick jacket along the middle before placing it on the nearby chair.

Her blue-hazel eyes staring at the man sitting across from her, his piercing dark green eyes examining Dany’s form as though he was silently judging the manner she removed her blazer. His handsome face shielding the demon beneath his skin even while he sat there composed, his slick black hair maintained to perfection even at the latest of this day when all others had gone home.

That was the only benefit Dany was given as she resisted the urge to shift her gaze to the left where she knew clear glass separated her from the darkened office. All it took was a single forgetful employee to ruin the night and potentially ruin months of planning on Dany’s part.

Worries that Dany suppressed by looking towards the man with a coy smile on her face, her soft hands reaching up and undoing the buttons that kept her blouse together. Her mind constantly reassuring her that this was necessary even as her fingers fumbled to unbutton her blouse. An action Dany had done repeatedly for years only never in front a man, least of all a handsome man.

Admittedly that was a mistake on Dany’s part, a mistake she hoped the man would not notice as she finally freed her blouse from the accursed buttons only to reveal she had chosen to wear an undershirt beneath. The look of disappointment was written on the man’s face, signaling Dany to quickly remove her top with little fanfare and giving the “Golden Prince” a good look at her black bra.

The name itself was an epithet created by some tabloid magazine gave him but right now the man was practically glowing upon seeing a glimpse of Dany’s firm breasts. His eyes grew sharper while Dany made it a point to bend over to give him a better view of her cleavage while also adding her top to the pile of clothes.

Yet he never spoke, he never smiled and only narrowed his eyes as though he was attempting to squint and focus his vision.

It reminded Dany of her own brother when he was younger whenever he wanted to see something from far away. Cute when you were young but not so much in this situation, given Dany’s current state of undress, her mind constantly reminding Dany not to turn her head or worse back out in shame. Three months of work went into this event, three months of subtle flirting initiated by Dany to break the man’s defenses until he finally gave her an offer to join him for dinner and speak.

She sat in the very chair that now holds her clothes and spoke to him at length until he believed she was simply looking for an advantage in the Seven Kingdoms. Connections that she could use for the future unaware of her true goals and that was exactly what she wanted even if this came at a price.

Now here they were still at his office, her signature now embedded into a nondisclosure contract that prevented Dany from speaking of what happened during their meetings.

Undoing her pants so that they may join the rest of her clothes Dany looked at the man with a sense of opportunity knowing that she could manipulate him just as her brother planned before his ****. Nothing makes a man talk quite like when he has a hard-on, the only difficulty will be getting him to talk while performing certain actions.

Still, she released her trousers and slowly slid them down the length of her legs, kicking off her shoes in the process and revealing that she had worn matching knickers. The kind someone would wear when they knew they didn’t need to be sexy but practical such as in an office.

Clearly, they were not what the so-called Golden Prince wanted to see Dany wear yet when he raised his hand to signal Dany to stop it was not to comment about her choice of undergarments. Rather it was another power play, forcing Dany to stand there with her trousers left dangling around her ankles while she stood in front of the man whose family betrayed hers.

“Before you finish, I have a gift for you.” He spoke as though he was remembering a random fact before reaching into his drawer and presenting a wrapped gift for the secret spy.

What is inside?

A) Collar

B) Toys

C) Gift Card

D) Restraints

E) Other (Ideas)