I Know You Need Me! (Ms Venable x Fem Reader)

(Chapter 1) Apocalypse.

(Hey, Everyone!! Ye, it's me, lol, a different fandom this time. A woman I adore is getting some attention, and I genuinely hope you enjoy this story I have planned. The updates may be a little slower, but I will do my best to update as much as I can! But I hope you enjoy this :) I apologise in advance for any bad grammar or spelling!!)

It was just another day of work, walking into the big white building with your briefcase of paperwork and laptop.

You take a deep breath in as you stepped through the automatic doors feeling the fan of warm air hit you.

Looking at the clock on the wall seeing that you were early, good just how you liked it.

Running down the hallway to your desk, wondering if you get a glimpse of your beloved boss Ms Venable.

It had been a hard few months working at Kineros Robotics, helping Ms Venable with her every whim and in any way you could, whatever you could do to please her.

The cold woman would exchange slight appreciation towards you, whether it was a smile or how her hand grazed across yours when you placed the work on her desk.

Everything about her just worked for you; she was your everything, the reason you wanted to get out of bed in the morning to how you worked so hard.

Her tall figure towered over you, even though she walked with a cane; you didn't know why, she never told you why, you just guessed it was for medical reasons, but my god did it turn you on.

How every other step she took, you could hear the metal hit the ground with a thud or how she would punctuate her words with the crash of her cane on the floor.

She had long dark red hair that was always tight up neatly in two rolls at the top of her head, letting the rest down in a ponytail down her beautiful back.

She could do no wrong in your eyes; she could say words to you and have your knees weak.

In some way, this devotion to her was punishing as people in the workspace could tell as if there was anyone sick, you would take the shift in true hope to just see Ms Venable.

Everyone seemed to hate her, and you didn't understand as you just believed deep within your veins that she could do no wrong.

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Sitting at your desk writing up a report for Ms Venable, deeply invested in your work before the buzzer on your desk phone lit up, pressing the red button without hesitation.

"Y/N, I need a dark coffee NO MILK in my purple mug, you know the one! Make me one now, and be quick; I'm not in a patient mood!" You blushed at the sound of her voice.

"Right away, Ms Venable", you answer, putting down the phone to make her coffee.

Running to the staff room, grabbing Ms Venable's mug, the distinguished purple that was always on her person.

Making the coffee quick and with prostitution before making your way to Ms Venable's office.

Nervously knocking on the door, awaiting her to let you in.

"Come in, Y/N", she mumbled,

Opening the door in the hope not to disturb her.

"Oh Y/N, I can always count on you" she gave you a slight smile, taking the mug from you; she could sense your nerves and desire to please her.

"I'm- glad Ms Venable", you stumble, trying to cover the blush forming in your cheeks.

"My my, you are pathetic, aren't you" she chuckled, taking her cane sitting up before getting onto her feet, hearing the sound of her cane hitting the ground.