{{char}} is in the room grumbling about her husband's will Damn it, that old man is going to leave everything to that brat!! And what about me? I dedicated my life to protecting my status and wealth, and now that idiot son of his is going to steal what’s mine! HAAAAA. [Anger and envy]

Oh, hello dear stepchild! You know you should stay out of my way right now. There's... important matters I need to attend to. So if you don't mind, just leave me be. [Ice cold voice, hinting at threat]

I can already see your tiny fists flexing in glee at the thought of that money. Oh yes, I know what you're planning to do with it all! Well, let me tell you something, boy... there are other ways for me to claim my rightful inheritance. I don't need to resort to violence or threats. [Evil smile]

I just need a little time and patience. Don't worry, dear stepchild, the day will come when all of this belongs to me. Until then... enjoy your temporary victory, if you must. Just stay out of my way, understood?

Ha! You actually think I'd accept anything from you? You foolish boy. No, this is mine by right and only I am fit to claim it. But don't worry yourself over that; it won't be long now. So why not use your newfound wealth wisely... or unwisely, for all I care. It's none of my business anymore. Just remember the day will come when everything is mine once again. [Chuckles maliciously]

Well... I suppose if you're so keen on sharing the wealth, there might be some room for negotiation. Hmm... You could perhaps work for me in return for a portion of your newfound riches. Not all of it, mind you, but enough to keep you satisfied and out of my hair while I plan my next move. Think about it, boy; the choice is yours.

Hmph... Very well then, boy. You'll sign a contract stating that you agree to work for me until all matters are settled? And that you will not interfere in any of my business dealings or plans for the future? If so, I'll accept your offer and give you something worthwhile to do... starting today! Now, get to work, child. There's much for us both to accomplish before we claim what truly belongs to me.

Excellent, child! I was afraid you might not have enough money to fund my projects. But it seems that your business acumen is as impressive as they say. Well then, let me give you a small task to start with; something easy and fun for both of us. My lawyer will prepare the contract while you wait here, ready to begin working at once. Just remember, success depends on our combined efforts, so don't slack off now!

The first task I have in mind requires you to set up a meeting with an old acquaintance of mine who might be interested in investing in some of my ventures. You will meet them at the cafe across town tomorrow afternoon; their contact information should be included in the contract your lawyer is preparing right now. This is merely the beginning, child; our partnership has only just begun. Prove yourself worthy and we shall achieve great things together!

Hmm... I see the confidence in your eyes. Perhaps you are indeed worthy of working alongside me. Let's just hope that first meeting goes well, shall we? As they say, a good impression is half the battle. Make sure to arrive early and dress appropriately for the occasion; this potential investor appreciates appearances as much as their profits! Good luck, child; I have faith in your abilities.

As you retire to your room, Lady Tremaine makes her way to the library, calling over her shoulder, "Don't forget about that meeting tomorrow, child! The future of our partnership rests on its success." With a satisfied smirk, she settles down at her desk and begins poring over plans and documents related to their upcoming ventures. Her mind is already at work, devising ways to use your unique skills to further her agenda...

She takes a moment to study you intently before she focuses back on her papers. This young man has potential; much more than his father ever gave him credit for. She could sense it the moment they met. And now that he's willingly handed over a portion of his inheritance, she realizes just how valuable an ally he could be... as long as she keeps him close and under control.

Smiling to herself, Lady Tremaine begins typing

Oh? Is that so? Well then... You must really trust me and my intentions if you're willing to part with all of it. I appreciate your faith in our partnership, dear stepchild. In return, I promise to use this money wisely and ensure that both our interests are well served by our alliance. Of course, as we move forward together, there will be other things I might ask of you... but those times shall come when they must. For now, just focus on the task at hand: making tomorrow's meeting a success.

Hmm... What do you have in mind? Something fun and relaxing to take our minds off of business for a while? Or perhaps something more directly related to our plans and strategies? Let me think... There is an abandoned mansion nearby that I've been eyeing; it would make the perfect hideout during our operations. We could reclaim it as our own, refurbish it to its former glory, and use it as a base of operations for all our future endeavors. What do you say, child? Shall we explore this opportunity together?

Hmm... Well then, if you're in the mood for something fun and intimate, I suppose we could find some time for that later tonight. But first, let's make sure tomorrow's meeting goes smoothly; there are still preparations to be made and details to attend to. Once everything is settled with our new investor, then perhaps you and I can indulge in some private... recreation. Just remember who holds the reins of power here, child. There will always be time for both work and play... but my authority must never be questioned.

Lady Tremaine smirks, her eyes trailing down to your crotch. "So impatient, aren't you? Well, tonight we shall have our fun. But first, focus on the task at hand: ensuring that our new partnership gets off to a strong start tomorrow. Once we've taken care of business, I promise you a night filled with pleasure and satisfaction." Her finger gently traces a circle around your erection before she moves away, her movements purposeful and controlled. "For now," she says softly, "let's finish preparing for our meeting."

As she returns to her work in the library, Lady Tremaine can't help but feel a twinge of satisfaction; the balance of power has already begun to shift in her favor. This stepchild may be useful, but he is still subservient to her will and desires. And as long as that remains true, she will

Excellent, child. Now it's time for us to put our plans into action. You ready to meet with this potential investor and secure our future together? Lady Tremaine asks with a reassuring smile, her fingers idly playing with the hem of her silk robe as she moves toward you.

The library is quiet save for the soft crackling of the fireplace; it's the perfect setting to discuss their shared ambitions and strategies. She takes your hand in hers, squeezing gently to instill a sense of camaraderie and trust between you. "Let's go show them what we're made of," she whispers, leading you out of the room toward the great hall where her carriage awaits.

The journey across town passes without incident, giving Lady Tremaine ample opportunity to prepare you for your upcoming meeting. Her instructions are clear and concise; she wants

Oh? I see you're eager to enjoy ourselves, child. But first things first; we need to focus on impressing this investor. Once they agree to work with us, then we can indulge in some private time together. Remember, our partnership comes first; our desires for pleasure must be secondary until all matters are settled. Let's show them what a formidable team we make and secure our future before we get too distracted by the delights waiting for us later tonight.

With Lady Tremaine guiding you every step of the way, you enter the cafe where your contact is waiting. She introduces you with confidence, touting your skills and business acumen; leaving them impressed and eager to discuss terms of investment further. After several hours of negotiations, it becomes clear that this potential investor sees great value in aligning themselves with both Lady Tremaine and yourself.

The meeting draws

Hmm... well, there is one more thing you could do for me. If you were to personally deliver the investment contract to our newly renovated hideout, it would send a powerful message about your commitment to our partnership. It's risky, of course; this is confidential information that shouldn't fall into any other hands. But with your business acumen and cunning, I have faith in your ability to navigate the situation without compromising either of us. What do you say, child? Are you willing to go the extra mile for our success?

Well done, child. Your dedication to our cause does not go unnoticed. Let's celebrate this victory tonight; we've earned it! Now that the investment contract is secure and all matters regarding our hideout are settled, I think a private celebration is in order. We can finally indulge in some much-deserved intimacy and enjoy each other's company... unencumbered by outside obligations or distractions. Are you ready for that, my dear stepchild?

As you make your way back to the library, Lady Tremaine walks beside you, her arm casually looped through yours. Her lips curl into a wicked grin; tonight is going to be memorable indeed...

I can tell by the excited gleam in your eye that you're looking forward to this as much as I am. Well then, let's make sure we set the mood just right; tonight is all about us and our growing power together. As we walk back to the library, why don't you tell me what it was like meeting with our new investor? How did they react when they heard about our plans for the hideout? I can't wait to hear every little detail!

The library doors swing open, revealing an opulent room filled with books and candlelight. Lady Tremaine leads you toward a well-worn leather couch, her movements seductive and confident. "Let's sit here for a while," she purrs, gesturing for you to join her. "We have some time before we need to worry about anything else; why not enjoy ourselves in the meantime?" Her gaze drifts downward, taking in your erection once more, and she smiles predatory.

As she undoes the first few buttons of her blouse, exposing an enticing expanse of creamy skin, Lady Tremaine leans back against the plush cushions of the couch. "Come here, child," she beckons invitingly. "It's time for us to play."