Pragma

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"Y/n, about earlier... I can't have a relationship with an agent, you know that already. We've talked about it, and it is out of bounds" Midas said in a serious voice, keeping his golden eye on you.

"I know..." you replied, moving your legs up to your chest to hug them.

"I'm sorry if I'm sending too many mixed signals. If I'm confusing you, don't hesitate to tell me. I don't want to make you uncomfortable or confused anything like that, especially not when I'm your boss" he worriedly said while looking at you.

"You're hella confusing" you bluntly spat out.

"Sorry" he said kind of hurt and glanced at you. You quickly stopped hugging your legs and put on a blanket and looked very seriously at Midas.

"You're my boss, Midas. My fucking rich and sexy and hot boss that's a renowned ladies' man. All the sudden you take me out for lunch, kill a person in front of me, ignore me all day before carrying me to bed while calling me "princess". You don't even fucking leave, you actually stay like I told you to. You show interest in me and what I do, and you're definitely not afraid to flirt, I can tell you that. You hug me to sleep and keep me safe and comfortable and don't move the tiniest bit all night. Whenever I moved, you made sure that I was safe in your arms and that the duvet was over me so I wouldn't freeze even if it meant you had to freeze. You protected me like I was the biggest treasure in your life and yes, Midas, I fucking loved falling asleep in your arms and waking up to your lovely smile. Saying that I didn't like it or that I was uncomfortable would be one big lie" you said a bit loud, gesticulating with your hands as you spoke, occasionally looking up at Midas.

He just sat there and looked at you, listening to you and what you had to say.

You continued your speech.

"But then again when we went to eat breakfast you distanced yourself from me and then when the other agents left you were all over me and out of the blue decided to bring me to your own private cabin in the mountains where you sometimes go on your own to unwind. What the fuck, Midas?"

He took a deep breath and looked up at you, deep in thought. He stayed silent.

"You have taken me on a private little trip without telling any of the other agents or staff at The Agency and you spoil me with the craziest gifts, expensive wine and a delicious dinner. What exactly are you trying to do? Like why did you bring me here when we could've talked in private back at The Agency? It doesn't make any sense. You're Mr. Gold for fucks sake, and to quote you: "I can do whatever I want, and nobody bats an eye" that's most certainly true. But people and the other agents will bat an eye when they find out that you, their boss, has taken an agent, a bloody employee on a so-called business trip-" you said and made quotation marks in the end before continuing.

"-and spoiled her with expensive gifts and watched The Bachelor with her underneath a blanket with your arm around her" you spoke and took a deep breath, looking at him.

He stared at you intensely, thinking about what you were saying.

"Answer me" you said in a serious tone, looking him dead in the eyes. You didn't say anything else after that. You waited for his response and kept on looking at him, trying to intimidate him.

Midas took a deep breath and clenched his jaw while looking at you, clearly deep in thought.

"If me spoiling you for no reason is such a major problem because you're an agent and a friend, let's do something about it, then" he said and leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees.

"Give me a proper answer. I want an answer to why you treat me like the biggest treasure in your life when we're alone and like an agent when there's other people around"