My Boss’s Daughter

Phone Number? [Shin Wonho] M


2.8k words


~ Mature

~ Daddy kink (slight)

It all started late at night. You had just lost your job to the boss’s daughter and your best friend to his girlfriend, so you stopped by a bar to lose yourself. You decided you deserved to be treated though, so you went to the most expensive bar in Gangnam, with topshelf liquor. You weren’t entirely sure if even Patrón was going to be enough for you tonight. You could handle losing your job, but Kihyun had been your life for years. Your feelings for him slowly built until they were shattered by his girlfriend two years ago. You vowed to never let him know about your feelings because of how happy he was with her. It was so beautiful to see him smiling all the time, even if it wasn’t because of you.

You found yourself walking into the classy building, surprisingly vacant of customers. The bar had comfy looking chairs lining it, and the tables surrounding the area had chairs made of mahogany. The entire place had a sexy aura to it, arousing an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of your stomach.

You sat yourself at the bar and let your hair down, eliciting a glance from the previously busy bartender.

“Can I get a pineapple cocktail, two shots of Silver Patrón?” You asked the him and he nodded his head.

“That’s a lot of Patrón for a little lady like you, something bad happen?” His lips formed ugly little words in a beautiful way. You noticed, upon studying him a bit, that he looked simply delectable. His broad shoulders had his black button-up pulled taut, and it seemed as though his arms were going to burst out of the rolled up sleeves any minute. He sported black hair with subtle blue highlights, and it was slicked back in a way that made me want to run my hands through it and mess it up.

“Heh, you okay ma’am?” His lips pulled into a knowing smirk, “You’re about to start drooling.”

“Huh?” I snapped out of my trance and something came over me, a feeling of pure desire. “Oh, yeah, I’m fine, I just don’t run into bartenders this sexy very often,” I said as my voice became as sultry as ever.

“Well today’s your lucky day then, I’m here all night,” He said with an indistinguishable look in his eyes.

His smirk was playing games with your sanity, making you think things you hadn’t had time to think of before. There was something wild about him. Something more than a man who cleaned glasses and made drinks for a living.

“I guess I came to the right place then, Lord knows I need something good today.”

“Oh, well back to my previous question, something wrong?” He handed you your drink with a coaster under it and leaned on the bar in front of you, bringing him to eye level.

You thought about your day and decided to tell him what happened, why the hell not?

“Eh, it’s really nothing much, but I lost my job to the boss’s daughter,” you sipped on your cocktail and relished in the burning of the tequila on your throat before continuing, “and my best friend was given an ultimatum by his girlfriend to choose between us. He chose her.”

“Tough luck,” his features showed sympathy, “but at least you’ve got the sexiest bartender in Korea to listen to you.”

“Hah!” You chuckled, “I guess you’re right.”

When he heard your response he stood straight up with his brows furrowed, “You guess? Have you seen me?”

Devious little thoughts crossed your mind, little things to say to him, but you chose the one that would give you the most benefit.

“Well of course I have, but there are improvements that could be made,” You said while biting your lip.

“Oh yeah? Like what?” He leaned in closer to you and you felt your breath catch in your throat.

“Well, you look like a bit of a prude with your shirt buttoned all the way up,” You took your hand to his collar and started playing with the buttons, “maybe if you did this it would look a little better?” You said as your fingers undid the first button on his shirt. “Hm, one or two more maybe?” Your fingers were working on their own now, undoing the next two buttons to reveal a peek of his chest.

“Well, I’m sure you’re right, I must look even sexier like this.” His low voice seemed to turn a little bit husky as your hand brushed his chest on its way down to the table top.

The flirting seemed to continue forever and you had consumed three drinks by the time the bar was supposed to be closing.

“Hey, mind if I ask your name, bartender?” Your mind was fuzzy but your speech wasn’t slurred yet and you felt fine to stand and lean over the bar.

“It’s Hoseok, you?” He leaned close to you and you just wanted to thread your fingers through his hair and pull him even closer until your lips were crashing into each other.

“I’m Y/N, and I’m also drunk and need a ride home. Are you willing?” You let your hand rest on his bicep and traced ghost circles.

The look that crossed his face could only be described as hunger, and something inside you loved that you had evoked it.

“Yeah, I can give you a ride home, as long as you give me your number,” He bit his lip and stood up.

“Deal, give me a pen and a napkin,” You felt yourself getting excited for the rest of the night, even though there were no plans you had a feeling something would happen.

Hoseok turned around to grab a pen, but the alcohol hit you all at once and you felt your vision blurring and knees buckling, until everything suddenly went black. So much for letting loose tonight.


When you came to, you found yourself in bed with ten pillows and a blanket wrapped firmly around you. You sat up and realized it was a bad idea once the sun’s rays hit your eyes from the window.

“I don’t remember having that window… What happened to my house?” You thought to yourself with squinted eyes as you rose out of bed to find your clothes on the floor next to the nightstand. Panic overwhelmed you and you looked down at yourself to find you still had your underwear on at least.

Your eyes, more alert now, scanned the room, looking for clues. There was nothing until you saw a lump in the bed next to where you were sleeping.

“My mother… she would be so disappointed in me…” You thought as you hit your head.

Your thoughts jumbled into one big mess and you crawled onto the bed to peek under the covers at the lump. You saw a head of beautifully messy black hair, followed by a toned back and a nice ass in black boxers.

“Oh my God!” You shouted and fell off the bed with a huge thud that hurt your tailbone.

The man jumped out of bed with the laziest look of fear on his face, “Huh? Oh shit, are you okay?”

“I, uh, I don’t know. Most prominently my ass hurts, followed by my head, but that’s not the point!” You searched your head for memories from yesterday and remembered a few things. Things like being thrown away by work, your best friend, and then going to the bar and meeting one sexy bartender.

“Well get back on the bed,” He said as he held his hand out to you. You took it and took the chance to study his face, but low and behold there wasn’t much to study. You had studied him very well last night while you were drinking.

A blush powdered your cheeks as you said thanks and covered your scantily clad body, “Uh, thanks.”

“Do you remember last night?” He looked at you while running a hand through his hair and you noticed all the veins in his arm were popping.

“Uhm, yes, and I’m sorry, I’m not usually so straightforward. Did we do anything once we got here?”

“Heh,” he laughed, “no, you were mumbling about how horrible your day had been and how it was such a blessing you met me, then you K.O’ed. I had to undress you myself.” Hoseok smirked. “Nice tattoo by the way.” He was referring to the lacy design you had gotten under your boobs and on your abdomen.

“Oh, uh thanks, I got it to feel sexier. Guess it worked last night, huh?” I giggled nervously and lowered my head.

“Hey, you don’t need a tattoo to feel sexy, you’re the sexiest women I’ve seen.” He lifted your chin to look you in the eye. “Though, the tattoo does certainly add to it.”

You could feel heat spreading everywhere throughout your body, something new. You liked this feeling, feeling sexy. Hoseok aroused this new feeling in you, and damn it you just wanted him to put you on your knees.

His hand that had been on your chin worked it’s way around to the back of your head where he took a handful of your hair and pulled you closer.

“Do you mind? If I give myself what I’ve been waiting for all night?” His voice seemed even lower now, becoming a growl.

Something inside you took over and you straddled his lap, taking fistfuls of his hair and you brought yourself even closer to him. So close that your lips brushed his when you said, “Take me.”

His other arm wrapped around your waist the second you said it and pulled you so close that your bodies became one. His lips crashed into your’s furiously, as though he wanted to take your mouth for his own. Beneath you, you could feel him growing harder and you decided to take advantage of it by rocking your hips just slightly to cause him to moan.

“Oh no you don’t, you’re mine,” He snarled into your ear before flipping you on your back and climbing over your body. “I’m going to make you shake, so you just lay there and take what I give you. Understand babygirl?”

“Y-yes,” Nothing much had even happened and you were already this breathless.

He lowered his head to your neck and started nipping his way to your collarbone before going back up to kiss the sensitive areas better. He had you writhing in anticipation already, wanting more friction on every part of you. Hoseok snaked his arm around your back and unclasped your bra, sliding it down your arms and tossing it somewhere unknown while taking your peak into his mouth, working wonders with just his tongue. He took your other nipple and toyed with it until your hands threaded into his hair and your back arched. You were aching for more and the moans leaving your moths weren’t enough to tell him that.

“What is it princess, what do you want?” He smirked at you while letting his hands caress your sides and latch onto your hips.

“I-,” you knew what you wanted but your words were failing you. You had to find some way to tell him, so you grabbed one of his hands and started sucking on two of his fingers, eliciting a few guttural groans from his lips.

“I want more,” You said once you gained some control back.

“Hm, more…” He smirked that smirk you knew so well by now. “Well how much more?” He slid your panties to the side and just barely brushed your clit. “This much? Or this much?” Hoseok whispered into your ear as he shoved his fingers inside you and pumped relentlessly. You didn’t think your back could rise off the bed anymore, but it did and at that angle he was hitting all the right places.

“Or this much more?” He snarled as he slid down your body and found himself in between your legs in a mere instant. He pulled off your panties in one swift movement before diving right in and eating you like dessert. He took your clit into his mouth and made little figure eights with his tongue to make you moan his name. Finally, he added his fingers into the mix, entering you again just as strong as before. You could feel the coil in your stomach tightening and your moans grew louder before you started shaking. You had never been this sensitive before and no one had ever gotten you to such a high peak.

Hoseok finished you off by sucking on your clit and yet again increasing the speed of his fingers to a blinding pace. You lost all control of your body and started shaking as you screamed his name. He slowed down just a little to let you ride out this new level of heaven before bringing you back down to him by crawling back up your body and nibbling on your ear.

“See princess, I told you I’d make you shake,” Hoseok whispered to you before kissing you softly. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” you panted, “yes I’m okay, please give me more… Daddy,” You looked to him with your eyes half closed, looking you see what he thought but you couldn’t see him for long before he crushed your lips with his. You got remnant tastes of yourself once you opened your mouths and allowed your tongues to dance together.

“You’re learning well babygirl, I’ll give you what you want,” He was panting as he slid off his boxers to reveal his throbbing cock, and you couldn’t believe how big he was. You had been with decently sized guys but he looked the biggest.

Hoseok positioned himself in between your legs, guiding his tip in before slowly going all the way to the hilt. He buried his head in the crook of your neck and let out obscenities before composing himself. The way he looked you in the eye to see if you were okay only made you want more. You could feel him inside you and you loved it but you wanted to know how good he felt slamming into you as fast as he could.

Hoseok started kissing you softly and thrusting in and out, picking up speed as he went. He made you feel like you weren’t on this planet anymore, you only knew of pleasure when you were with him.

“Fuck princess, you’re so tight,” His voice was getting louder by the second, and then he stopped. “Are you okay with doggy style?”

“Mhm,” You nodded, letting yourself be flipped over and put on your hands and knees in one fell swoop. Then he entered you again, from behind this time and he reached new places, places that had you screaming his name over and over.

“Please, harder Daddy, I’m almost there…” You moaned as he took a handful of your hair and pulled your head back.

“Fuck, more? Are you going to be okay?”

“Yes, yes, please fuck me harder,” You were both out of breath but Hoseok picked up speed and for the second time you started shaking. Your arms collapsed and you rode out this feeling of pure ecstasy while Hoseok took time to reach his high.

“Damn babygirl, can I cum inside?” He asked as he gripped your hips even harder and slammed into you a few last times while you nodded. He pumped one last time before spilling himself inside you.

You both fell to the bed and tried to catch your breath and wrap your minds around what just happened.

“Oh my God,” You panted, your mind thoroughly blown.

“Holy shit,” Hoseok muttered, wiping off his forehead. “Are you okay?”

“Do you know how many times you’ve asked me that? I’m fine, better than fine, I’m amazing.”

“Well I know I can be too much for some girls so, I don’t know, I guess it’s become habit.”

“Well that was fantastic, I’ve never been with anyone like you.”

“Same goes for you, shit that was good.” He looked at you while biting his lip. “You know, you still owe me your phone number.”

A puzzled look crossed your face, “But we fucked? It’s a one night stand, am I wrong?”

“Yeah, you are, I don’t do one night stands.” He looked at you softly, “Though next time we meet I’d like to take you out for dinner and get to know more about you as a person?” Hoseok blushed a little sheepishly.

“Oh uh, yeah, o-of course!” You smiled as you laid your head on his shoulder, “Mind if we nap though? I’m exhausted.”

“I think that’s a good idea,” He said as he pulled you into his arms and drifted off slowly.

{Reaction} Gang EXO falling in love with their bosses daughter while they were supposed to guard them.

Note: So, admittedly I did struggle with this one a little so I hope it’s alright. Please enjoy anon and anyone else reading! ~Mami

Disclaimer: I don’t own the gifs/images used.

Main Masterlist - EXO Masterlist

Park Chanyeol

Originally posted by daenso

When Chanyeol finds out he has the opportunity to protect you, he jumps at the chance. Not just because he likes protecting people, but also because he knows how beautiful and amazing you are since the boss talks about you a lot. When Chanyeol met you for the first time, his feelings were nothing more than a small crush, but as time went on, his feelings progressed and he found himself falling in love. A part of him would be really happy about it, since there isn’t a lot in his life that keeps him happy anymore, but he would also be upset, knowing how minimal the chance is that the relationship would work in such a rough business.

Chanyeol: “{y/n} if you accept my love, then I’ll stop all of this. I’ll give up the gang and we can live a normal life. We can get married and buy a house with a garden and a dog. We can think about having children and taxes. I promise that if you accept me, I’ll do everything I can to turn this all around.”

Do Kyungsoo/ D.O.

Originally posted by kyungception

Kyungsoo didn’t have a say when he was told you needed to be guarded, and frankly, he wasn’t happy about it at first. At the start, he wouldn’t talk to you much. He’d make sure you were safe and nothing more, he didn’t want to get involved with you more than he needed to. But as time moved on, that became increasingly difficult, especially since you were so sweet. It started off that you offered to talk to him about his problems, and for a long time he wouldn’t. But when you got him to open up and trust you, he did. That’s when he started falling in love, and that was the point of no return.

Kyungsoo: “Would you ever date someone from a gang?”

{y/n}: “Maybe, why do you ask?”

Kyungsoo: “I was just wondering…”

Byun Baekhyun

Originally posted by ethereal-baek

Baekhyun doesn’t have the ‘ladies man’ image for no reason. When he’s told he’s guarding you, he sees this as a perfect opportunity to woo you {he doesn’t care if you’re the boss’s daughter, if he sees something he wants, he isn’t going to hold back.} For a long time, his attitude was simple flirting and persuading you into one night stands {but since it’s him, he didn’t have to persuade you too hard.} He started to realise he was in love quite early on, which to him was rather scary, but he wasn’t going to let it fuck everything up. He’s still a member of a gang, and no woman was going to change that. Therefore, he intended to hide behind his feelings for as long as he could get away with.

{y/n}: “If this is just a one night stand, why are you still here?”

Baekhyun: “I’m supposed to be protecting you, remember?”

{y/n}: “Not on Sundays, my Dad is home.”

Baekhyun: “It’s Sunday already? Wow… I had no idea.” *Terrible liar*

Oh Sehun

Originally posted by exoturnback

Sehun would have a hard time when he first starts guarding you since you didn’t want to be guarded. You’d argue with him and pick fights when he told you that you couldn’t go on ‘missions’ with him. But even though you drove him crazy, he still managed to fall for you. But that only complicated things. When he fell for you, he found himself caving into your pleads to going out with him to illegal spots and doing dirty work.

Sehun: “You can’t come on this one {y/n}, it’s dangerous.”

{y/n}: “More dangerous than robbing a bank with arms?”

Sehun: “… Not the point, if your Dad finds me I’m dead.”

Zhang Yixing/ Lay

Originally posted by jonginssoo

Lay won’t take any messing around from you. If you try and get out, he isn’t going to take it lightly, or if you try and deceive him, he isn’t going to let you off for it unpunished. At first, the relationship wasn’t much, he was the guard, and you didn’t dare try and get past him. But as the relationship progressed, you became more daring, knowing where Yixing’s boundaries where and which buttons you could push. He started falling for you, but he’s a realistic man, and knows that a relationship with the boss’s daughter is more than forbidden.

{y/n}: “I’ll go right now and tell him how I feel about you-”

Yixing: *Grabs your wrists and pushes you up against a wall* “Not if I make sure you can’t walk to go and tell him”

Kim Jongdae/ Chen

Originally posted by porkdo-bi

Jongdae knows the business of the job is rough, and feels sorry for you that you didn’t have a choice but to be in it. When he’s asked to guard you, he does, mainly because he knows how dangerous the business can be, and he doesn’t was you getting hurt on his conscience. He spends most of his time talking to you while guarding you. Luckily for him, no one really tries to come and find you, so his job is pretty easy. He realises he’s fallen in love when his job is slowly ticking towards it’s end, and he knows that if he doesn’t confess now then he’ll probably never have the chance again.

Jongdae: “I know you’re my boss’s daughter, but I really like you {y/n} and I want to be able to protect you forever…”

Kim Minseok/ Xiumin

Originally posted by minseokked

Like Yixing, Minseok won’t take any messing around. But unlike Yixing, he doesn’t let his feelings change how he works around you. When he starts falling in love, he doesn’t become any more lenient, and certainly doesn’t let it change how he does his job. He’s not going to let you sneak out behind your Dad’s back just because he’s in love with you. He can be a sweetheart, taking care of you, but he can also be very intimidating. When he finds out you feel the same way that he feels for you, he doesn’t know what to do with the information. And even though he plans on making some kind of confession, he makes sure that his guarding job is done beforehand, knowing he can’t let his personal feelings interfere with his work.

{y/n}: “But I want to go and see that guy! He was so hot and-”

Minseok: “If you wanted to see a hot guy {y/n}, all you had to do was ask.” *Raises up his shirt slightly to give you a sneak peak of the toned muscles that lay underneath*

Huang Zitao/ Tao

Originally posted by lil-duckling

Even though Tao is undoubtedly the strongest member due to his martial arts, that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to be a complete ass when it comes to protecting you. He would see guarding you as babysitting, and would probably be very careless at first. That is until you go missing and he freaks out because he knows your Dad will kill him if he finds out. Though Tao doesn’t take long tracking you down, he beats up the people that took you and takes his job more seriously after that. During his time of protecting you, he teaches you some self defense and some basic martial arts so that you can protect yourself. This is when he realises he’s really fallen in love.

Tao: “No, your arm needs to be like this.” *Comes up behind you and holds your hand to put it in the right place. Smiles when he feels his cheeks blush like he’s a teenager all over again.*

Kim Junmyeon/ Suho

Originally posted by baekintime

Even though Junmyeon is very kind, he is also very demanding, and won’t let you do anything that he sees as unsafe. He knows how to handle himself and won’t ‘take messing from a little girl.’ When he starts to fall in love, that’s where his starts to go downhill. He doesn’t know what to say, so he simply continues to try and work, but it’s not the same with the added emotions. He’s still a hard ass, and refuses to let you do anything bad, but he is more lenient and will take you out to certain places as long as they’re safe enough to do so.

{y/n}: “Please? The coffee shop is literally over there, please?”

Junmyeon: “Ugh fine, but this is your only treat.”

{y/n}: “Remember when you said that last night?

Junmyeon: “… Shut up, we don’t talk about that. Especially when your Dad could be around the corner.”

Lu Han

Originally posted by moncide

Luhan accepted the job to guard you, and certainly didn’t regret it. Since he’s so used to the guns and violence, he isn’t easily intimidated, if anything, he’s more intimidating than some of the other members. He’d spend half of his life walking around with a knife in his boot, and can be strict with you when he needs to be. He only lets you out when he’s with you, and does not appreciate other men looking at you. {He will beat up those shits if he notices them looking or make a comment about your hotness.} He realises he’s in love one night while you’re sleeping {he doesn’t sleep much, he doesn’t trust himself to since he can’t ensure your safety}. He was watching your face, how soft and beautiful it was and how peaceful you looked when you slept and that’s when he realised his true feelings

Luhan: *Watches you, realising he’s in love* “Well shit… that’s fucked up.”

Kim Jongin/ Kai

Originally posted by kaibility

Jongin was told to guard you after an incident where you had been captured, so when he finally started his job, he realised how screwed up you really were after the bad experience. He knew how scared you must be, and took that into consideration while guarding you. Unlike the other members, Jongin is a lot more caring, and will treat you more as a person than his ‘job.’ He makes you feel safe in any way possible, even if it means cuddling with you in the bed {though he isn’t exactly complaining about that one.} He doesn’t really remember when he realised he loved you, it just always seemed to be there, and that’s when he silently vowed to himself that he would never let you get hurt.

Jongin: “You’re a precious little petal, aren’t you {y/n}” *Patching you up after you fell over running away from another gang with him.*

Wu Yifan/ Kris

Originally posted by ohyaahkkaebsong

Kris was assigned the job of guarding you after he saved you from a very dangerous gang. The boss had been so impressed that he had given your well being into Kris’s hands and Kris really didn’t know how to feel about that. Half of him was happy, he wasn’t about to complain about having a beautiful girl all to himself, though another part of him was annoyed, he didn’t want to become your ‘babysitter’ as he put it. At first, he didn’t show you much emotion, but when he found out you’d fallen for him, he couldn’t help but fall for you. He realised he was in love with you while watching you do ordinary jobs in the small apartment you were both staying in together as a hide out.

Kris: “She’s so talented”

{y/n}: “Did you say something?”

Kris: “Table! I said table, you’re a table!” *Bad when it comes to complimenting/confessing*

anonymous asked:

I really like the details in your art! The red-rimmed eyed people get while crying, the bunches and ripples and wrinkles in clothing, the b o d y h a i r - anyway, it's great!! Also! Do you have any content with your ocs planned in the future? And do you have any more we haven't seen yet?

Thank-you!! i do! i got lou and felix stuff, and i’m working on some concepts for a horror film i wanna do! 

i don’t think i’ve ever posted about my mushroom and cloud lesbians? 

or my body guard and boss’s daughter pair i did for character design?

i have a few more i’ll make a post about



(To all my supergirl fans just think of yourself as Kara and your boss as Cat✌)“Damn it, damn it, damn it” you had woken up late today because your stupid alarm hadn’t gone off, it was only your third week working at Sinclair Media your boss Elizabeth Sinclair was not the nicest person to say the least, you knew that she was going to rip your head off today for being late you quickly put on your clothes and rush to your work. As you enter the elevator you’re met with the most striking blue you had ever seen you realise the eyes are part of one of no the most beautiful girl you had ever seen you knida just stand there gawking at the godess in front of you until you hear her clear her throat she smirks at you “You know you should take a picture it’ll last longer” you blush and look down “How come the floor gets to see your beautiful face and I dont” you look up at the angel and clear your throat the blush still evident on your cheeks “S-so you must be new I haven’t seen you around here before then again its only my third week here” go y/n you managed to get a coherent sentence out and only stuttered once you think and smile “Actually I don’t work here I just came to visit someone” the smile you had leaves your lips of course someone like her has to have a boyfriend or girlfriend “My Mom” she says a smile returns to your face you sudenly realise you hadn’t asked for her name “Im y/n” you say as you reach out your hand “Margot” she says as she takes your hand you feel a spark as your hands meet “Its a pleasure to meet you y/n” she says as she looks into your eyes you gulp “Its a pleasure to meet you too” you two kind of just stand there lookining into eachothers eyes until you hear a ding you signaling you had reached your floor all the happiness drains from you ass you realise you’re still late “Shit Miss Sinclair is going to kill me” you say as you run out of the elevator you reach Miss Sinclair’s office “I am so sorry my alarm didnt go off” you start making excuses “Tell me w/p/y/n (wrong pronunciation of your name) do I pay you to make excuses and be late” she asks you “n-no” you stutter “Then why are you here doing both these things” she asks clearly annoyed “I” you begin but get cut off “Maybe I should hust fire you right now” she says you’re nearley in tears when you hear a familiar voice “I see you’re still as irritating as ever mother” you look up to see the same striking blue eyes you saw in the elevator wait a minute mother!“Margot I didn’t know you were in town you should have called” Miss Sinclair says “I thought it would be better to tell you in person” your Angel says “And if you must know the reason y/n was late was because I spilled coffee on her this morning and she had to change” she says “Is this true w/p/y/n” MissSinclair asks you “Ughh yes she spilled coffee on me that is why I was late” you say “very well il let it slide this time but if your late again I’ll kick you out of this building myself” you sigh as Miss Sinclair goes back into her office “So you’re my mom’s assistant” I hear her voice say in my ear I jump back “And you’re my boss’s daughter” I say “Yep” she simply says and if it was no big deal “Oh god I flirted with my boss’s daughter” I wisper the I see her smirk oh shit she heard me “Flirted so i guess I was reading you right” she says you blush and start playing with you’re glasses “Yes you were but it was highly inappropriate for me to be flirting with you and it won’t happen again” you say she smiles and then says “So its out of the question for me to ask you out on a date then” you stare at her in shock and say “Yes it ughh would be inappropriate but I dont know of i would say no” you whisper the last part hopping she wouldn’t hear it she did “You wouldn’t say no” she says you blush “Then y/n would you do me the honour of going to dinner with me friday night” she says you know you should say no you know that Miss Sinclair will actually kill you if she finds out but instaid of a no you end up saying “I would love to” Margot geys a bright smile on her face you were about to say something when you hear Miss Sinclair yell “W/P/Y/N” you turn about to go to Miss Sinclair’s office when a hand grabs your own Margot looks at you and hands you a small piece of paper she says “Call me later and we can talk about friday” you smile and rush into Miss Sinclair’s office as she yells your name again (So I finally posted something after 85 Long Years I hope yall enjoy it and again Not my gif😄)

Boss’s Daughter

“Mitchell! My office, now,” Beca’s boss snapped from across the office floor, motioning for the young producer to follow him.

“Whatever,” Beca grumbled under her breath, getting up from her desk and rolling her eyes at all of her co-workers’ childish little grins, as if she were being called to the principal’s office in grade school.

Once inside the office, Beca nervously took a seat in front of the man’s desk, fiddling with her thumbs.

“Beca,” the man said, sitting on the edge of his desk and fixing his tie before looking at her.

“Yes?” Beca asked in her most polite yet cautious tone.

The man was intimidating for sure, old enough to be her father and matching that exact father-like tone. His face was usually stoic during work hours, however the brunette’s been known to get a smile or laugh out of him from time to time, especially when they together made fun of some of the less mature employees, like Dustin who had been especially clumsy in all of their meetings. He often only called employees into his office to yell at them, demote them, or fire him, so Beca knew it couldn’t be good.

“Were you planning on going to the company picnic?” The man finally spoke up, eyes trained on a little fur stuck on his tie.

“Oh um… I don’t know. Why?” Beca responded.

“I was just thinking about an extra assignment I had, if you were interested,” the man said, still not looking at her but more at his tie.

“I am definitely interested. What, um, what is it?” Beca asked.

“I’m not gonna be able to attend the picnic tomorrow and I was wondering if you could stay and keep my daughter company. She’s interested in the job and doesn’t really know anyone here. She’s actually new to LA,” Beca’s boss explained.

“You want me to… babysit… you daughter?” Beca asked.

“Babysit? Oh, no, Beca you’ve got it all wrong. Chloe’s too old to be babysat. She could just use a friend in the city and… well… you’re the youngest staff member and the trustiest.”

“Oh,” Beca nodded.

“Please? I’m only asking because you’re the best employee.”

Beca’s ears perked at that, causing her to groan internally but smile anyway, nodding in acceptance.

“Yeah. Sure. I’ll be there.”

“What do you mean you have have to babysit your boss’s daughter?” Jesse asked, handing the brunette a beer as he sat on her couch.

“Mr. Beale said I needed to keep her company since he wouldn’t be at the picnic. And… I dunno… he said I was the most capable and trustworthy. I feel like it’s getting in with the boss,” Beca shrugged.

“Well sure, getting in with the boss is one thing, but babysitting his thirteen year old daughter is another thing,” Jesse said.

“Thirteen? No, I don’t… I don’t think the kid is thirteen. He’s had one of his son’s come in before. Connor or Ethan or… or maybe it was James. His boys are all in their twenties,” Beca explained.

“Are any of them hot?” Jesse causally asked, sipping at his drink.

“What? No, Jesse. I told you, only one’s stopped by the office. And… well… yeah he was actually really attractive,” Beca said, thinking back on her short encounter with the Beale son, twenty-something with bright blue eyes and light brown hair.

“Mm. Should’ve taken advantage of getting with the boss’s son. Would’ve helped with your career,” Jesse joked.

“Shut up. I’m more into redhead’s anyway,” Beca shrugged, ruffling his brown hair.

“Mmhm. Isn’t your boss a redhead?” Jesse asked.

“Well… sort of. Like half brunette half redhead… but he’s like old enough to be my father. That’s… gross dude,” Beca said, getting up to throw her beer away.

“Whatever. Have fun babysitting,” Jesse said, getting up to leave.

“Uh huh. I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” Beca said.

“Only if you’re not too busy babysitting!” Jesse called, halfway down her hall.

“Imbecile,” Beca rolled her eyes.

Beca sat on a bench in the park as the rest of the company chatted away, obviously enjoying the picnic while she scouted out the girl she had to babysit.

A few minutes into her wait a beautiful redhead sat down beside her, eyes flicking to the tattoo on Beca’s wrist.

“A grasshopper tattoo? That’s so cool! I have a ladybug, here, see,” the redhead pointed to her own wrist, revealing a little red ladybug.

“Uh… cool,” Beca responded plainly, barely looking at the girl.

“So what’re you doing here with a bunch of old people?” The redhead asked, observing the park’s inhabitants.

“Company picnic. I work here,” Beca shrugged, only now looking at the girl, instantly shocked by how blue her eyes were.

“That’s cool. What do you do? Like are you the receptionist or the-”

“I’m a producer, actually. Well… I will be. Right now all I do is basically just ride on boss-man’s coattails,” Beca said.

“Boss-man?” The redhead cocked a brow.

“Boss-man. He’s a total tool. And he’s the boss! Like he can’t even see half his employees don’t respect him and the other half are too incompetent to do work,” Beca rolled her eyes.

“And which half do you fall in?” The redhead asked.

“Uh… I guess my own separate section actually. Mr. Beale is brilliant, and he knows how to run the place and make music… I… I just want him to notice me more. Respect me. I’m serious about wanting to be a producer. I want him to see that,” Beca shrugged.

“Is that why you’re here?” The redhead bit her lip at Beca.

“No. No… well… maybe. I was sent here to watch his stupid daughter and I just thought that if I did-”

“He’d notice you,” the redhead finished for Beca.

Beca nodded and laughed before looking into the bright, bright blue eyes that the redhead had and immediately noticed the similarities between this mystery gal and her boss and… shit.

“You’re Chloe right?” Beca asked with wide eyes and a sheepish smile.

“Yep, and you’re Beca,” Chloe chuckled, “Oh, and boss-man is daddy,” Chloe smiled a blinding smile and, oh god, is there anything not perfect about this girl?

“Oh my god. He’s going to fire me when you tell him I said he was-”

“Relax. I’m not gonna tell him anything,” Chloe said.

“You’re… you’re not?” Beca asked in disbelief.

“No. Of course not. It isn’t uncommon for employees to dislike their bosses. And you didn’t say you disliked my dad. In fact you pretty much said you idolize him,” Chloe grabbed Beca’s hand and squeezed it before giving her a comforting smile.

“Oh. Thank you, then. And I’m sorry I called you his ‘stupid daughter’,” Beca blushed weakly.

Chloe suddenly stood up, startling Beca a little as she stood in front of the small park bench and extended her hand for the brunette to grab.

“Uh what?” Beca dumbly said.

“Come on. We’re gonna ditch this place,” Chloe said, grabbing Beca’s hand and pulling her up.

“So she really just vomited all over the stage?” Beca asked, laughing harder than she ever had in her life and spooning the ice cream she got into her mouth as they continued to walk.

“Yeah. All over. Oh, god, and Alice was so mad she threatened to… like… kill Aubrey,” Chloe said.

“Aw. Oh. I feel kind of bad for Aubrey,” Beca said.

“Hah! That’s a first. I mean, she’s been my best friend for, like, ever. But, oh god, she’s really uptight,” Chloe shrugged.

“Maybe she just needed to get laid,” Beca said, causing Chloe to start swatting at her intensely. 

“Oh my god! Beca!” Chloe said, laughing as she broke away from hitting the younger girl.

“Don’t you think it’s kinda weird your dad asked me to babysit you? You’re older than me, after all,” Beca said.

“I mean, I guess. He was just looking out for me. I haven’t really left home since getting to LA. Still looking for an apartment and all,” Chloe said.

“You should just… crash at my place,” Beca offered.

That caused Chloe to stop, dead in her tracks and look at the brunette.

“Did you just ask me to move in? After knowing me for like… two hours?” Chloe asked, checking her watch.

“I… I guess I did,” Beca shrugged.

“Beca, that’s really sweet, but I can think of a reason why that’d be a really, really bad idea,” Chloe said.

“Okay,” Beca said, continuing to walk.

“Wait! Don’t you wanna know what it is?” Chloe cocked a brow, running to the brunette, who was already pretty much back to the picnic, in front of all her coworkers.

“Oh. Uh. Sure?”

“Because,” Chloe said, face getting really close to Beca’s, “then I’d sort of have a huge crush on my roommate.”


“And how would you feel about that?” Chloe asked, biting her lip.

“I’d feel like she was my boss’s daughter,” Beca said, pulling back and walking away.

“Tell me, Beca, why on earth would you pull away from a gorgeous redhead who was totally into you?” Jesse asked.

“Because… she’s my boss’s daughter. What if I actually date her? Go to her house to be introduced. ‘Oh, hey Chloe’s mom, brothers, and dad. Or… er… is it Mr. Beale?’”

“That’s stupid. If you like her then tell her. Plus it’s getting in with the boss, isn’t it? Dating his daughter?” Jesse shrugged.

“What if it doesn’t work out? Then we break up and he’ll hate me forever. It’s not worth the risk, Jess,” Beca said.

“Then why’d you call me out here? It’s my only day off this week and I didn’t really wanna spend it at your company picnic.”

“Because if I see her again I’ll have the urge to fuck her against a tree?”

“Then do it, Beca. Look, I’ve gotta go because I don’t wanna be here anymore. But if she makes you happy then tell her and then go find a nice, quiet tree in the shade where no one will see you-”

“Shut up, ass,” Beca said, pushing him away.

“Seat taken?” Beca said, standing above the blanket Chloe was sitting on.

“I guess not,” Chloe said.

Beca sat down and ran her hands along the soft blanket, scoffing.

“What?” Chloe asked with an annoyed tone.

“Why do you have a generic red and white plaid picnic blanket?”

“It was cute,” Chloe said, voice turning softer.

“I’m sorry for how I acted before,” Beca said sheepishly.

“You and me both,” Chloe mumbled.

“Let me make it up to you,” Beca said, grabbing the redhead’s hands.

“And how do you suppose you’ll do that?” 

“I was thinking… maybe… you’d like to kiss me,” Beca said.

“Sounds about right,” Chloe said, smiling.

“I sort of have a huge crush on you too,” Beca said, leaning into the redhead and kissing her slowly at first, and then way too passionately to be considered appropriate for a company picnic.

“They’re all staring,” Chloe said as she broke off from the kiss, just enough to whisper.

“That’s ‘cause they’re all jealous that I’m kissing the boss’s gorgeous daughter,” Beca smiled, connecting their lips again.

About three and a half months later and the redhead was living in Beca’s apartment, still in a separate room of course, but honestly she spent most of her nights in the brunette’s room anyway.

“Bec,” Chloe called out one evening after returning from her nightly jog.

“Yeah?” Came the response from the kitchen.

“Have you told my dad we’re dating yet?” 

A loud crash came from the kitchen, causing the redhead to rush over and see Beca had dropped her plate.

“Is that a no?”

“That’s a no.”

“Mitchell. My office. Now.”

Beca got up from her desk, avoiding everyone’s coy smirks and whispers as she dragged her feet to Mr. Beale’s office, closing the door behind her.

What followed next was a series of loud yelling and screaming, heard from even outside the almost completely soundproof office walls, allowing all the employees to flinch at the volume, yet not allowing them to hear what was actually being said.

“My daughter?! All you had to do was keep her company! Not screw her!” The man yelled, causing Beca to shrink back into her seat and take the beating.


“Don’t talk! Nothing you could say will change the fact that you’re sleeping with my daughter! Damn it, Mitchell I have half a mind to fire you right now!”

“But I’m your best-”

“I said no talking! You thought sleeping with my sweet, innocent Chloe would get you ahead here? Living with her? She said she was staying with a friend! Then yesterday she tells me you’re the friend and, oh yeah, you’re also sleeping with her?!”

“Daddy that’s enough,” Chloe said, barging into the office.

“Chloe?” Both Mr. Beale and Beca said at the same time.

“That’s enough!” Chloe said again, louder this time.

“Pumpkin what’re you doing here?” Mr. Beale asked, adjusting his tie.

“Beca forgot her mix that she promised she’d show to you,” Chloe said, handing the brunette a little black USB.

“Chloe, uh, now isn’t really the time,” Beca said.

“Now is the perfect time. Daddy you need to apologize to Beca,” Chloe said, sitting down next to the brunette.

“Apologize? Chloe she’s just with you to get ahead!” The man said, arms flailing around.

“To get ahead? Daddy, Beca didn’t even wanna be with me when she found out I was your daughter. But that doesn’t mean we don’t like each other. Stop bullying her,” Chloe sternly said.

“Chloe this is about business,” her dad said.

“No, daddy. It’s about you thinking you can control my life and who I love.”

“Love?” Beca asked, eyes shooting up at the redhead, who had moved to sit on the chair’s arm.

“Uh, yeah. Love. I love you. Sorry,” Chloe’s face flushed pale.

“Chloe I don’t really wanna do this here,” Beca said, eyes flashing to her boss.

“Right. Well. I’m going for lunch. Becs, I think daddy wouldn’t mind if you took your lunch break right now too?” Chloe flashed her dad a mean look, smiling at his nod.

“You saved my life,” Beca said, once they were in the brunette’s car and driving to lunch.

“He shouldn’t be able to do that to you just because we’re together,” Chloe said, squeezing her girlfriend’s hand.

“Hey,” Beca said, turning to face the redhead, “I love you too.”

Nine months later and Beca was sitting in her boss’s office yet again, only not as a lowly wannabe producer, but now as an actual producer and Mr. Beale’s right hand… er… woman.

“Beca what’s happening with Legacy’s album?” Boss-man asked, looking at his tie, an odd obsession Beca seemed to notice he had.

“Looks good. Gonna be released on time, maybe earlier. Emily’s really special,” Beca said.

“Great. Good. And Chloe? What’s happening with her? Does she know?” The father asked, sitting on his desk like he always did.

“She knows nothing. Although she’s suspicious about why I get a random Monday off,” Beca shrugged.

“Random? It’s your anniversary,” Mr. Beale said.

“Yeah, but I mean I missed Valentine’s Day and the Fourth of July so… I don’t know it’s another Monday and she didn’t think I’d get to stay home,” Beca said.

“Must be the nepotism,” Mr. Beale joked.

“If it’s the nepotism that’s gotten me the promotions then I might have to speak to my girlfriend’s boss,” Beca joked back.

“Beca of course it’s nepotism. Can’t have my baby girl be with someone who can’t provide for her,” Mr. Beale chuckled heartily.

“Okay I know you’re joking but if you don’t stop I’ll have to transfer from Beale Records, dump Chloe, and return the ring.”

“Alright, alright. Go enjoy your day, Beca. I expect a call when all is done.”

“Will do.”

“Marry me.”


“Marry me?”

“Oh. Did daddy put you up to this?”

“Chloe just shut up and marry me.”


The Princess and the Boss

As requested by @d-d-drink-it-if-you-can here is a fanfic inspired by Alex and Tom’s latest photoshoot for GenLux magazine. It takes place in the future when Jasper brings girlfriend Eleanor home to Vegas to show her around his old stomping grounds. This is my first Jaspenor fic and feedback is always appreciated. 😘 It was written on my phone so please forgive any typos.

The Princess and the Boss

“So, you used to work here?” Eleanor asked. She surveyed the automotive shop, taking in the sea of cars that had been salvaged for parts and left to rust and the greasy garage filled with tools the pungent smell of a fresh paint job wafting from the bays. The desert heat was dry, unlike the mild wet climate she was used to in England. Inside, a dozen grease monkeys in coveralls who had referred to Jasper as simply “Boss,” and had expressed no surprise that he had come sauntering in with her highness the Royal Princess were running around, but out here in the hot shade was surprisingly quiet. She sat on the hood of a shiny classic car waiting for the man next to her to answer her questions about the life he led before he stuttered into hers.

“Sort of,” Jasper chuckled dryly. “My Dad first started bringing me in with him as a kid, so I learned the ins and outs of a motor and a paint gun pretty quick. He used to boast that we had the fastest turnaround time in town, but It wasn’t until I was almost a teenager when I figured out why. Our cars weren’t exactly coming from willing clients, so giving them a new identity fast was imperative.”

“They were stolen,” stated Eleanor, filing in the blanks.

“You got it, Princess,” he answered, twirling a lock of her hair between his fingers as he spoke. “And by the time I was 18 I was the best at it. After my Dad went to prison It wasn’t long before I was running the whole operation, but the tough jobs, the real high-end models, I always boosted those ones myself. A little makeover here and a call to the right buyer, and they were gone before the ink dried on the police report.”

“But you said you worked security,” Eleanor pointed out in a suspicious tone, “Jasper from Las Vegas.” She trusted him with her life now, after all they’d been through together, or she wouldn’t have run off with him on this trip alone, but it was an old habit to look for discrepancies in his stories just to confirm that she knew the whole truth.

“I guess you could say I developed a reputation during my time here,” he explained in his low smooth tone. “After a few close calls with some of the most dangerous men in town, and lying my way out of a string run-ins with the police, I got a personal visit from one of the most powerful men on the strip, the owner of a group of casinos. Said he wanted me on his security team, that he’d heard about me and would train me and let me work my way up if I proved myself. I took him up on the offer and eventually became the head of his security force.”

“Sounds like a pretty sweet deal,” she said. “Why would you give up a such sure thing to come crash my palace and risk getting thrown into a foreign prison for the rest of your life,” she teased him.

“I got too close to my boss’s daughter,” he explained.

“Mandy.” She stated flatly, her teasing smile fading away as she stared at the ground.

He nodded. “She was only 17 at the time. We started spending a lot of time together and pulling little cons on the customers at the casino. A few of them complained and when her Dad found out he was furious. She was his little girl and he wanted to protect her from the life he led but he didn’t realize that it was too late. She’d seen too much, heard too much. She was already a part of it, and she was conning him as much as anyone with her sweet and innocent act. Anyway, he told me to choose between her or my job, thinking I wouldn’t have the balls to walk away. I called his bluff and chose her. He told me to leave the strip, she followed me, and soon after that we came up with the plan to steal the Koh-I-nor.”

“You loved her?” Eleanor asked, not sure she wanted to know the answer.

He nodded again. “I did, but not like I love you. And not after I saw her for who she really was. Not after she was so willing to hurt you like it was nothing.” Eleanor still wouldn’t look at him. He slid off of the hood and stepped in front her, pressing his forehead to hers and lacing their fingers together.

“You grew up kind of the same, you and her. Spoiled, pampered, protected, but at the same time with so much ugliness and lies and deception. Daddy’s little princess who grew up to soon. A pawn in your mother’s games. With Samantha, all of that ugliness turned her ugly inside. Spiteful. Manipulative. Selfish. But you…” He trailed off.

“But me?” Eleanor prompted, finally finding his eyes.

“The ugliness in your world hurt you, Eleanor, but it didn’t change you. You still know how to care about someone else more than yourself. You still know how to be loyal. You still know how to cry and be vulnerable and love. Somehow when you were put under all that pressure, Princess, it turned you into a diamond. More pure and beautiful than the Koh-I-nor and far more valuable. And I wanted you more than everything I left behind here. I wanted to be the kind of man that would never hurt you or let you down again. ”

Eleanor sighed. She’d always been uncomfortable with compliments, and she definitely didn’t believe she fit the description of her he’d given. “I’m not all of that, Jasper. I’m just a bitch with money and power…”

He shut her up with his mouth on hers in a quick kiss. “No, you’re not. But don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone otherwise. I like your bad-ass image,” he told her with a cocky smile.

“You could have just taken the diamond and run off into the sunset and retired from the thug life, Jasper. And had a pretty little blonde to boot,” she pointed out.

He slid his hands around her ass, pulling her down the hood until her hips met his. “Believe me, Princess. I have what I want. And it’s not a damn rock or a blonde, so shut up and kiss me, or I’ll…”

“Hey,” she protested weakly against his mouth. “I thought we agreed that I would be in control in the, erm, bedroom department?”

“You are,” he answered. “But I don’t see any beds out here. Unless you count the bed of that old rusty Chevy over there, and your dress is way too pretty to roll around on in there. So how about you cut me a break and make me look good in front of my old crew by kissing me back. Because, princess, we both know who the boss is in this relationship, and it’s not me.”

“Fine, Jasper,” she agreed, rolling her eyes. “Now shut up and take advantage of me.”

Please fire me. My boss’s 30 year-old-daughter endlessly rambles about her sex life for the entirety of my shift and asks me about mine. I’m 19. This is creepy. 

Learning What True Love Feels Like (Tayvin AU) - LWTLFL

Chapter 1

Calvin POV
Could you imagine working for a powerfully rich and influential man whilst having a rather large crush on his daughter? Imagine being the guy in the office who practically stop breathing whenever this daughter walks past your desk? Well welcome to the reality of my life. I’ve been working for Scott Swift for nearly 5 years now and I would feel confident in saying that I’m a valued employee of the computer software company that he owns. I was able to secure the job here during my sophomore year in college through the internship here that I had during my IT degree. I’ve been lucky enough to work my way up through the chain of command over the years I’ve been here so I’m rather high up now but not as high up as some others would think. I’ve had a crush on my boss’s daughter for just over a year and whenever she comes into the office it instantly becomes the highlight of my week. Scott’s daughter, Taylor is a kind spirited person and she always stops to talk to people and in particular me when she is on route to her father’s office. Although I have the urge to ask her out on a date or ask her father for the opportunity to take her on a date I never have because I don’t have the courage to do so. I know that someone as incredible as Taylor would never want to go out with a social nobody like me and I know her father would never approve of an employee going out with his daughter.

There was an event this weekend that Scott Swift was holding for the company, it was the kind of event that was apparently like a New Year’s party except for the fact that it was early February now. I didn’t know whether there would be any other members of the swift family than Scott because he would have to be there as he’s paying for it all. However I hoped that Taylor would be at the event so that I could talk to her more and get to know her away from the brief hello and goodbye at work. I knew that Taylor was a senior in college but I don’t know what she’s studying or anything about her at all. If I could talk to Taylor at the party then we would have the chance to learn things about each other whilst not really have to worry about me missing out on work I’m supposed to be doing. However I knew she probably wouldn’t be home from college or if she was then I was sure she would have something much better to be doing with her time.

Taylor’s brother, Austin was the one most likely to take over her father’s company when it was time for her father to retire. I’m not really surprised at that though because big companies like this are always handed down the line via family so it wasn’t like any of us really had a chance a one day being CEO anyway. Companies are always handed down to the men in families as well so I knew that no matter how much I wanted it, Taylor had no chance to take the company over from her father because she had been born as a girl. Now I’ve only seen Austin a couple of times when I have been coming to and leaving from meetings but I can tell he’s nowhere near as nice as Taylor or even his father is. Austin doesn’t seem to talk to any of us employees which isn’t like Taylor at all considering she takes the effort to talk to all of us that start to talk to her, she likes to catch up with us. If I was still at this company when Austin takes over then I wouldn’t be working here much longer as the day he becomes CEO would be the same day I resign because I won’t work under a prick like him.

“Hey Calvin, you coming to the party Saturday? I’ve heard it’s going to be really epic!” Justin asked leaning against the side of my office. Justin is a good friend of mine who works at the same company.
“Well I wouldn’t be a very good employee if I missed this one that’s for sure, are you bringing your girl along? I asked turning around in my chair to face him and take a brief break from all the work which I have to get done.
“Well dates aren’t actually allowed to this one so no unfortunately. Are we going to have the pleasure of hearing your new stuff on the night?” Justin asked and I knew exactly what he was referring to when he said new stuff. I have a casual job as the DJ at a few of the local clubs around here, just to earn some money on the side of my proper job here considering that being a DJ is my true life dream that has just never worked out. Justin had taken to referring to me as Calvin considering that my DJ name was “Calvin Harris” and Justin has been to several of my latest gigs. Justin doesn’t like calling me by my birth name, Adam considering then it would make him like everyone else and “not a good best friend”.
“It’s a work function mate, Mr Swift wouldn’t want to hear my music at his even” I explain. I knew that there probably wouldn’t be anywhere I could play my music and if there was it wasn’t the type of music that would really fit such an event when you think about it.
“Maybe not but I know a certain daughter of his would love to hear it and the rumour going around at the moment is that she’s actually going to be there at the party too” Justin teased, he knew how I really felt about Taylor and he knew how slim my chances of being with her actually are. Although he was the kind of guy that seemed to get large enjoyment out of teasing me about a girl out of my reach.
“There’s no way she’ll really be there, a girl like her would have a million better ways to spend her Saturday night if she’s even back from College which she would have to be in order to attend the party” I say turning back to face my computer and get back to the work which I had to get done before I would even be able to go home tonight.

Taylor POV
Being a daughter of a multi-millionaire has many perks in life. Money is simply not an issue for me and being a typical daddy’s girl gets me everything that I could ever dream of really. Well it gets me whatever I want most of the time anyway, my father’s money is unable to buy me true love or proper happiness. You can’t use money to get a boyfriend or at least not a true, loyal and loving boyfriend which is the kind of boyfriend that I dream about. Guys who are usually in my social crowd are generally jerks and even the ones who start of as nice will break your heart because they find something better. I see most of my friends all loved up by their relationships and I simply can’t help but feel envious of them – all my boyfriend have either been someone I’ve not really felt true in being with or they have cheated on me. My mother says that there will be a time where I’ll find my happy ending but I don’t believe her at all. I look at the guys around me and I either see heartbreak and pain or I see an arrogant jerk of a man who simply isn’t worth my time.

Though there is one boy I kind of have eyes on – my father would never approve of this guy though. This boy is one of my father’s employees and I always stop and talk to him when I’m at the office, this boy’s really sweet, caring and always knows how to cheer me up if I’m having a bad day and can make me laugh at the simplest things. I would go as far as cooling him my friend, except that I really know anything much about him – not even his name. He’s never introduced himself with a name to me and he never talks about himself when we talk. I would never ask my father about him as I know that would not end well at all and I don’t want this guy to have to pay consequences for my curiosity. When it comes to true love this boy is the one person I could really picture love and happiness with. But I’m sure he already has a girlfriend who he’s in love with as that is always the case with nice boys like him.

My father was holding a work function at this really incredible venue this weekend and seeing as I was going to be at home this weekend I knew that it would be expected of me to attend and support my father. I am currently in the last year at college with my marine biology degree but seeing as I’d not seen my brother since before the holidays and he was free this weekend I was heading home to catch up with him in particular as well as see my parents. Austin had been in Europe skiing over the holidays with a couple of his mates and as Austin and I went to different colleges at different locations this would be the first chance we had to catch up again.

T: Are all of Daddy’s employees attending on Saturday? I texted to my mother as I finished parking my small suitcase full of stuff I would take him for the weekend. I had a car coming to collect me and take me home after class this afternoon.
M: As far as I know they are but you’d have to check with your father or Austin to get a final answer My mother texted back, I really wanted to know whether I would get to see the boy from the office I had my eye on (mystery boy). I wanted to see mystery boy outside of work so I can get to know him better and well he’s my only real friend in my dad’s company. The others all used me as a way to get credit with my father which was something I really hated because I’m not some kind of trophy they can compete for.

A few family friends were also supposed to be coming along to this event which meant that my close friends would hopefully be in attendance too. I was really excited to see them as I wanted to hear all about their holidays and the things which they got up to. We all went through school together but for college we had been pushed in different directions and different distances away from each other. Although having said that, whenever we were all in town then we arranged to meet up and catch up which would hopefully be what happens this weekend as we had a lot to talk about. Apparently Selena is now engaged to her fashion designer boyfriend which must have happened recently as it wasn’t something I knew about when I was home over the holidays. Ellie had a new boyfriend after finding her now ex-boyfriend in bed with one of her brothers friends. As for Abigail well she has spent the last month on a cruise in the Caribbean with friends. Clearly there was a lot we needed to discuss together.

A: Can we do lunch tomorrow? Tay what time are you back for the weekend? Abigail texted to the group chat after I had announced that I would be heading home for the weekend.
T: I get back tonight so lunch tomorrow sounds perfect I replied hoping that all the girls would be able to meet up.
S: I have class till 1 but I can meet you somewhere any time after that as long as you tell me where you plan to go Selena responded, from her tone in the message I knew that she would currently be studying but at least she would have these messages to read through later and know where to meet us. Selena was studying fashion design at the design college here in New York so her schedule was always crazy but it was nice she always made time to meet up with us when we were able to. It was at the same college that she attends that she met her now fiancé, not really surprising though.
T: Why don’t we meet at 1:30 at the café by the water which I know that we all like? I suggested, 1:30 would give Selena enough time to get to the café after class.
E: That’s fine with me, we all have rather large news to discuss Ellie added, I was confused as to what exactly she was referring to but I couldn’t wait to find out tomorrow.

A: Tay, shall I pick you up? Abigail asked but I knew I would have to tell her no considering that it was easier for me to pick her up on my way through as she’s on the way.
T: I’ll tell Joseph to pick you up on our way, you’re kind of on the route there anyway I texted back to her. I couldn’t believe how much I was actually looking forward to this lunch tomorrow considering I really wanted to hear all the news they had to tell me even if there was nothing particularly exciting going on in my life to tell them about.

A/N: Hope you liked the chapter and I should have the next one up soon :)

Watch on

i was watching nick jr with my boss’s daughter and this came on and i think my life is changed for the better 

Between Heaven & Hell: Part 10

Fic Update!

Summary: A Hook/Emma angel and demon AU, she is the light and he is the darkness, they can’t be together but can’t stay away from each other. Can a demon be saved, or will the angel fall from grace?

(A note about this chapter, I posted a sneak peak a few days ago that doesn’t actually appear yet. That scene got pushed into the next chapter due to the length of this one)

Read this chapter on

Read this chapter on AO3

                                                Part Ten

The man was slumped down in his seat, fidgeting and not meeting the boss’s eyes. His tailored suit was obviously expensive but it was a wrinkled mess and his shirt collar hung open, the white fabric stained dark with the sweat that also beaded on his forehead and plastered his thinning hair to his head. He reeked of BO, booze and stale cigarette smoke and Will tried not to let his nose wrinkle in disgust when he caught a whiff of the rank stench. The man was a customer of the Jolly Roger and he’d been on a hell of a bender, showing up right when the club opened three nights in a row and not leaving until dawn the next day but by the looks of things - the party was about to come to an end.

Mr. Jones sat behind his desk, as cool as a cucumber while he ignored the squirming customer and focused on whatever he was looking at on his computer. Finally, he reached for the stack of credit and debit cards sitting on his desk and started dealing them out in front of him like a hand of poker.

“Rejected. Maxed out. Rejected, rejected, you reported this one stolen, maxed out.”

The last card was dropped on the desk and the boss leaned back in his chair, giving the customer a hard look that Will was surprised didn’t make him piss himself right there and then.

“Mr. Preston,” the boss continued, “you have racked up a considerable bill in my establishment that you clearly are incapable of paying. Bottle service. Cuban cigars. So much cocaine that it’s a wonder your nose hasn’t fallen off yet. Lap dances. Group lap dances. Private shows, you really like to watch, don’t you? Did you think all that was free? That the girls were fawning over you because they actually liked you? Everything you ordered on and off the menu had a price.”

Keep reading

(Original letter)

Dear Drakojana,

You sound like you’re trying to get some sort of… “confession” out of me.

Look, I like Trucy and all, but definitely not like that.  For starters, she’s only 15.

Secondly, she’s my boss’s daughter and I’m pretty sure I saw him giving the stink eye to a stage hand at the Wonder Bar just for helping her adjust her cape.  That man is going to have the worst empty nest syndrome when she leaves for college.

-Apollo Justice