He was angry. He wasn't normally this angry when she missed or turned up to late to a date night. However he had spent time and effort on getting the tickets to see her favourite band. They'd been sold out for months, yet he had pulled some strings in order to treat and surprise her. That was ruined now, as was dinner in the fancy restaurant that had a waiting list of up to a year.<br/><br/>His date night had been ruined.<br/><br/>Penny had ruined it.<br/><br/>As per their rule, he'd have her for the night, to do as he pleased with her, and he always made sure that she was reminded of this when she woke up the next morning, aching all over.<br/><br/>If there was one thing in the world that Dan despised even more than his wife not turning up to date night on time, and in this case seemingly having forgotten about it altogether, then it was people interrupting his alone time with his wife. Whilst many whom ran large companies all over the world had a policy of knocking on the door before entering, Dan had a different approach. If the door was closed, then it was closed for a reason and therefore no one had the right to even knock. The majority of the day in his own office, the door was left open, allowing anyone to approach him when he was free.<br/><br/>He had turned around just before the knock at the door, sure that Penny had been about to speak, but then there was the knock at the door and he immediately turned and glared at the door, before he looked back at his wife, visibly irritated.<br/><br/>Yet he could do nothing as she straightened herself up, not yet putting on her panties as she sat down at her desk, crossing her legs in a move that Dan realised was designed to try and keep the load he fired inside of her deep within her, rather than as a pool on the floor below her. The expression didn't change as she signalled she needed just five minutes, or that she was sorry. Yet he had already been made to wait a couple of hours, another five minutes wouldn't hurt.<br/><br/>He was strict, and dominant, yet his wife had always been his weakness. Sure there were times where not even she could get around his anger or demands but the majority of the time they were the loving couple that everyone else saw, who were simply ruthless when it came to business.<br/><br/>He gave her the nod of approval, the contract still in his hand before he turned around and perched himself on the edge of her desk.<br/><br/><em>“Come in Miss O’Rourke"</em><br/><br/>His eyes immediately widened as he turned to look at Penny. There was no look of anger, only surprise. If he hadn't have known better then he would have thought that he was being set up here by his wife, that he was being railroaded into signing the contract she had only just finished writing up, the very contract he had in his hand.<br/><br/>He saw the look she gave him, begging him silently to let her see where this would go. He had wanted to discuss it with her first, back in the comfort of their home where he at least would have a beer in his hand, yet he would give her the benefit of the doubt. It had been him that had really pushed for Katherine to be given the role she now had, as well as fight to put her on the correct path so that she could grow in the company. He at least wanted to see whether she showed any sort of regret or remorse for her actions.<br/><br/>If she didn't. Or he didn't feel it was enough, then he'd be only too happy to sign the contract his wife had created.<br/><br/>He gave his wife a knowing nod, his facial expression softening somewhat before he turned to face their employee.<br/><br/>''Take a seat Katherine''.