Working for the Big Bad Wolf

She was everything I wasn't supposed to want.Young, pretty, a virgin, and my best friend's daughter.When she walked into my office to ask me for a summer internship, I had only one thing on my mind. Watching her stroll into my workplace in an impossibly tiny skirt and too-tight white shirt awakened the beast inside me. I've fought long and hard to keep myself in check, but something about my best friend's little girl has me hot and bothered.Every inch of her draws me in like a Venus Flytrap, waiting to snap. She knows what she's doing, and by God, she does it well. I don't want to be her boss. It's an HR disaster waiting to happen.I don't want to be her honorary uncle.I don't want to sit by and watch her tease me every day. I want to punish her for her bratty ways.I want my best friend's little girl, and I always get what I want.They call me the big, bad wolf for a reason.