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Mafia boss x secretary oneshot

You step to the door of his office, face flushed from embarrassment. you close your eyes. both of you had a nasty fight and you went too far, bringing up his mother. 

flashback:

"You expect me to do all the work don't you?" You swallowed back anger. 

"I don't expect shit from you," Daniel said sitting at his computer, his eyes focused on some sort of document. He was trying to ignore me.

"Clearly, you do," you furrowed your brow, crossing your arms pointedly. 

"I don't, ok? Y/n, if you don't leave right now. I swear to god your getting on my nerves more then you already do.

"Then what? I'm tired of your fucking bullshit. What are you gonna do? Give me more work to do? Go running back to the mom you don't fucking have?"

His eyes shot up from the computer, his expression pained. Shit. I thought, I wanna take it back. Shit. Shit. Shit. 

"Get the fuck out of my room and out of my fucking life," he said completely monotone, his voice unwavering.

"Wait. No. I didn't mean."

"You're fucking kidding me," Daniel got up from his chair.

Flash to future:

You swallow. God, you felt like shit, he had ignored you for two days now. Yeah, you both bickered a lot but nothing like this. He never ignored you. You couldn't stand it anymore so you knocked on the door. No answer. Pulling your shit together you still entered the room. When you popped your head in you saw that he was sleeping with his head on the table. His breathing was steady, soft. Your eyes widened. Why was he sleeping? Was he not getting enough sleep at home? Lately, he'd left the building at the same time- 7:30. (not that you were stalking him or anything after the fight).

You walked over to him unsure if you should wake him up and then whispered his name. 

"Daniel?"

No response. You stood there for a second just staring him in. He was fucking gorgeous. I settled on not waking him and just grabbed a pen from his desk,  a peice of paper and scribbling an apology onto the letter. You left the pen and paper on the desk and quietly tiptoed to the door. 

"Y/n." You heard a sleepy voice behind you say. You whipped around and noticed Daniel holding your letter, staring at you.

"Daniel" you took a step back inside the room. He got up too, and walked over to you. He got uncomfortably close to you.

"Get out" was all he said, staring you down. You swallowed.

"Listen, i'm sorry I was frustrated and upset and wanted to hurt you as bad as I could without thinking-"

"Out."

He was unbelievable. You weren't going to keep begging for his apology. You glared up at him and exhaled. You turned on you heal and took a step back to the door but he grabbed your arm pulling you back. He pushed your back against the closet door, and slammed his hand, leaning against the closet. Your cheeks went red, you swallowed confused and turned on. 

"You pathetic," he whispered looking down at you. 

"Look whose talking," you eyed him. "I am sorry, though. I didn't mean it. At all."

"Not even a bit?" He smirked, tilting his head slightly. You looked up at his perfect smile

"Nope," you crossed your arms and he tucked a curl behind your ear. 

"What are you doing?" You asked, laughing, swatting his hand away. His look went from playful to hungry and he grabbed your hips, to pull you closer. He squeezed your ass.

"You should be careful what you wear around me," he whispered in your ear. You pulled him closer by his tie, smirking. 

"I'll keep it in mind," you murmured. For a second the both of you were still and quiet until his lips smashed against yours and he pressed you against the wall, his body grinding against you. God, you wanted this man so bad. You kissed him back with the same amount of passion, pulling him closer with his tie. 

"Fuck, I want you," he groaned into you're ear. 

"Then do something about it," You whispered back. He picked you up, gently placing you on his desk. He pulled your dress up, and made you lick his fingers. He pulled your panties off, his mouth meeting yours again and you felt yourself get wet. 

You gasped when his warm fingers began rubbing you, making feel good. You wanted this man so fucking bad. You stopped him, pushing his hands away and undoing his belt. 

"I want you to fuck me."