➜"I'm sorry Y/N, but we have to let you go." My boss uttered, in an apologetic tone. I sat on the uncomfortable seat, as my boss sat across from me, his deep brown eyes staring into mine.
➜Twenty year old Y/N is on the search for a new job, she loca...
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𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌?
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Hearing this voice, I swiftly turned my head to see who was speaking.
I saw a very tall thin man; I'd say about 6'4. He had messy dark brown hair, captivating eyes, which were a silver color, with a sharp jawline. He was dressed in a purple suit, with a black tie. He appeared to be in his early 40's, maybe late 30's. There was something about him that made me not want to take my eyes off of him, but I wasn't sure it was just because he was attractive.
He then began to walk towards me and Henry, and stopped when he was at a comfortable distance.
"Will! We have a new employee, she will actually be your new assistant," Henry spoke, informing his co-worker of this news.
"That's great, Hen." William spoke, with his thick british accent.
"Um, it's nice to meet you Mr-" I spoke, still a bit astonished by this man.
"Afton," he answered. "But William is just fine, love." William spoke.
Love? For some reason that made me feel even more nervous, or maybe attracted to this man, maybe it's something all brits do.
"Well, it's very nice to meet you, Mr. Afton." I corrected myself now knowing this piece of information.
"It's very nice to meet you too miss L/N, now Henry, if you don't mind, while I show Y/N where the uniforms are, do you mind watching the kids?" William spoke.
Did William have children? He did appear to be old enough to have them, so I wouldn't be very surprised.
"Of course," Henry replied. "It was a pleasure to meet you miss L/N!" Henry told me, giving me a sweet smile.
I returned the same and got up from my chair to follow William.
William grasped the door, opening it.
"After you darling." He spoke, with a certain charm in his voice.
"Thank you, Mr. Afton." I replied back, trying to be polite.
I followed behind him, as we began to walk down the hall to what appeared to be his office, which was confirmed when I saw the same name plate Henry has, but instead it wrote, 'WILLIAM AFTON'
William opened his offices door, allowing me and him to enter. He then walked to his desk, which was a little messy with files and papers scattered on it.
