Holland and Co imagines book 1!

Thats a bit sexist- harry holland

Summary- Harry is head of the Holland mob. He has a new assistant y/n who kills A LOT of people. He says something in a meeting which sparks her confident side. She is supposed to stay silent when he's in meetings but this time she doesn't hold back.
Warnings- slight sexism and swearing

Y/n POV

I stand by the coffee machine making my new boss Harry a black coffee. My job is less than exciting when I'm in the building but when I'm out I get to kill and torture who I like. Which probably sounds weird to most people but to me it's my life.

My boss is crazy hot but a little bit of a bitch. I don't know he just has that attitude that he thinks he's better than everyone else. Maybe it's just a front but I doubt it. He also constantly flirts with me. Not that I'm complaining but I just don't think he's my type of guy you know?

I begin walking up the stairs with his coffee in my hand. He likes me to be in meetings taking notes for him so he can just relax. Bastard. Anyway so here I am a half servant and half assistant.

"Sir I have your coffee" I say placing it down in front of him" he nods and mutters a small 'thank you y/n'. I nod and sit in my chair next to him. They are currently discussing the murder of three of Harry's men.

"I just don't understand god dammit!" He says smacking his hand down onto the table. I know what he needs when he's stressed so I take a cigarette out a packet and place it between my lips. I light it and then take it out my mouth and put it in Harry's. He nods gently and starts smoking it. I sigh rubbing his back gently. I hate watching him get stressed.

"So none of you know who did it?" I ask curiously and one of the guys stares at me awkwardly. I sit forward leaning onto the table with my elbows as Harry watches my movements intently.

"You do, don't you?" I ask him and he weakly nods. Fucking coward keeping it to himself.

"Say it then or I'll put a bullet through your eyes" Harry says making me legs go weak. He is so hot when he's mad like this. My expression softens when I look at Harry's curls that are falling onto his face. I brush them backwards with my hand softly making Harry smirk.

"Go on" I encourage turning my attention back to the man.

"It was Claire Johnson from the Johnson mob. I believe her husband is aware yet he still continues to trade with us" the man says with a nod. I sit back into my seat. Wow the nerve of this prick to keep it on the low. I look over to Harry to see his jaw clenched.

"I don't get it" Harry says and I rub my hand soothingly over his arm. My action makes me think to myself. No wonder he flirts with me clearly I do too.

"Don't get what?" The guy asks and I move my attention back to Harry.

"She's a woman how can she kill three grown men?" I gasp at his statement turning all the men's attention to me. I stand up shock flooding Harry's face. I'm not supposed to stand up to him. I'm supposed to respect him. But I refuse to respect someone with that mindset.

"A woman could easily kill a man. With the right motivation" I say grabbing his coffee and hovering it over his head.

"Do it and you are fired" he states looking at the mug and then back at me.

"I don't want to work with someone so arrogant anyway" I spit pouring it over his head. He stand up furious. To my surprise he pulls me in for a kiss. It's rough but passionate at the same time.

"You know you want me don't deny it"

"I do want you but you just said something so sexist I can't move past it"

"I'm sorry I wasn't thinking come on love just one date let me prove to you how much I am sorry" he says making me chuckle darkly. I grab his wrist and hold it tightly.

"You earn me if you want me" I say dropping his hand back and walking out the office.

"Then I'll work" he says making me smile.