(Currently being re-written & grammar fixed outside of wattpad, I will be republishing very soon.)
Josephine Katavana, the sweet librarian you would meet on a normal day at the library, struggling with her anxiety. She thought she knew it all and h...
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It's December 20th, and Christmas is coming soon.
I was going to lucifer's office again but a little later because he had a meeting first, I don't know how long we were going to be working together, but I was just helping him fill out things about my library, I guess.
After getting out of the shower I put on a mauve purple-colored shirt, and a black skirt, and short heels before drying my hair and putting on some light makeup.
I brush my teeth, put on some deodorant, perfume and grab my bag and a banana before locking my apartment and getting into my car, driving to get some gas and a coffee before listening to music and trying to Valentino publishing.
Thinking about how I know lucifer? His car? His own business? He owns a nightclub.
Just don't get too attached Josephine.
I get to the office and say good morning to the people walking around on the first floor before getting into the elevator and going to the top floor I usually go to.
I walk down the empty hall when I see lucifers office door, open with a little crack.
I continue to walk over when I peek through to see lucifer, shirtless, in black shorts doing pushups and breathing heavily. I see more dark ink traveling up his torso and, on his back, and arms, it's very visible through but I need to stop looking.
I hesitantly take a minute before knocking on his door as he looks up at me, still keeping up his pace but looking up at me now before stopping and getting up and patting himself with a towel before throwing it over his shoulder.
"good morning" he almost smiles as stand there trying not to have my eyes rake down the person that I hated for his personality, his body and his tattoos were too much, his deep v line traveling to his shorts and his sweating wet abs.
Shit.
"you alright?" he asks me.
"yeah, mhm," I keep my eyes trained on his tattoos.
"you have a thing for tattoos?" he asks as he walks over to me, dangerously for right now.
"i-I've just never seen that many on a person before," I tell him.
"do you not like them?" he calmly asks me.
"y-yeah sure" I look up at him, shaking my head. stretching my back to rethink my thoughts.
"I'm sorry that was very. unprofessional of me."
"don't worry about it." He assures me as he goes to put a black shirt on and sit in his office chair.
I walk over to him instead of sitting down and stand Infront of his desk.
"what are we doing today?" I ask him.
"I don't know I've got to look." He types on his computer before looking up at me as his gaze moves, down my shirt. Once again.
"you like to look, there don't you?" I ask him as his eyes stay trained on the cleavage of my breasts.
"mhm..." he mumbles.
"why do you have to look there?" I ask him.
"yeah, mhm..." he continues to ignore me.
"do you like them?" I grin, thinking of more ideas.
"mhm"
"Can I go shopping with your credit card?" I ask, smiling.
"yeah," he mumbles as I move my arm when his gaze snaps.
"give it."
"give what?" he shakes his head.
"your credit card, you said yes." It tells him.
"yes, to what?" he asks.
"you said I can go shopping, hand over your card."
"When did I do that?" he asks.
"just now" I smile.
I watch him move his hands over to his desk pulling out a black wallet and pulls out five hundred dollars handing it to me.
"Woah Woah wait really?"
"take it" he shoves it in my hand as I drop it on his table and walk over to his couch but gets my wrist grabbed and he spins me to face him.
"wo-"
"take the money." He repeats himself.
"I don't want your money," I tell him as I notice how close, we are to each other, but I don't think he notices.
"why not?"
"you worked hard for it; I didn't mean to actually ask for it I'm sorry."
I look up at him.
"I make this kind of money a second, I'm fine."
"a second?" I gasp.
"can you just take it?" He tells me as I continue to look at him and watch his gaze flicker to my lips "please."
"no," I tell him as I go to sit down on the couch.
I watch as he walks over to me and grabs my arm pulling me down the hall with him.
"where are we going?" I ask him.
"I don't know, to go shopping for you" he looks at me as he waits for the elevator to open.
"Why do you want me to go shopping with you know, I'm sorry if I made you mad asking for the money," I tell him.
"I'm not mad, I just don't feel like working right now." He smiles at me when we get into, the elevator. smiles
we wait for the elevator to let us out as we walk out of the office together, with people staring.
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