༺A story of a girl who meets a womanizer༻
y/n moves to new york to be with her best friend Satoru thinking she'd be able to get a job with the degree she recently got. but with no luck she can't find anything till she sees an ad for a well renowned...
his black mid length hair frame around his face a bit of it hung in front of his face.
emerald green eyes, hypnotizing.
his lip had a scar just on the one side of it, faded must be old. sexy.
all the thoughts you were thinking of this man clouded you, you keep staring from his board shoulders to his thick thighs that his pant legs gripped. you desperately wanted to rip them off.
"Miss?"
you hear. jumping out of your thoughts and looking at the tall muscular man in front of you.
his tight black dress shirt hugged his torso you gulp.
The man just stares at you. he notices you're nervous because he watches you pull at the hem of your skirt he grins you notice.
"Sir, My apologies" you say adjusting yourself and reaching your hand out towards him he looks at your hand and his grin his gone.
"take a seat"
he says pointing at the chair in front of his dark oak desk. you nod.
'rude'
he looks at the folder that sat on his desk neatly he opens it and starts skimming through it, you look and see it's your resume you can't help but to feel nervous.
'i need this job'
you think to yourself and it was true you really did and you spent the past 2 days making sure it was prefect even had Satoru's stupid ass help you.
" well, i'm going to be honest with you I usually don't do this part of the job, Hiring and such but Maki isn't here to be able to interview you"
he says with his arms now folding in front of his wide chest. you sigh.
"so what does that mean for me?" you ask a little disappointed.
"Sir, i'm going to be honest with you i need this job" you go on.
he smirks and takes a seat.
"it says you went to school for interior design"
you nod.
"well i'm sure Maki would like someone who good with designing"
you smile. he notices and makes a ghost smile.
"Y/N" he says quietly.
you hum asking him if he said something he shakes his head.
he did in-fact say something but he was intrigued by your resume. you were a smart girl. honours, volunteering and a lot of job experience. he could tell you were hard working. usually the women who applied barely had any work experience and some even didn't have their high school diploma he smiled.
he was interested in getting to know you... he wanted to know how your moan would sound against his lips"
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