Closer - Call Of Duty Fan Fiction

Part 1 - Anna POV

There you were seated in the large meeting room, your usual attire was a black on black outfit which was normal for the Shadow Company staff and military personnel. Everyone was in almost similar dress code except they had their vests on which had their patches on them but you on the other hand had a work blazer on as you were a civilian who impressed Graves from day one of your interview with him as he wasn't looking for another military person, he was looking for an everyday person to work with him.

There in front of all of you was Commander Philip Graves, your sandy blond haired boss with beautiful baby blue eyes. He was rambling on and on about some new mission everyone had to go to, which included you. You were not looking forward to it as usual but you knew he needed you as you were the one person he relied on while they were on the ground and you were on base as a voice in his ear.

"Anna-Molly, care to enlighten us" he said in his southern accent and you hated that he used your full name whenever he addressed you in front of people to make a point. You have mentioned to him repeatedly to call you Anna but it fell on deaf ears, "typical Graves" you thought, "right, well according to the intel provided by Rook the language they spoke was Swedish. I don't speak Swedish but I ran it through my translator and here is what we got"

You hit the play button on your laptop and the recording started with a mechanical audio as you used A.I sometimes for translation and searching into the military database, once it ended Graves looked at you with a questionable look, "how accurate is this?" he asked and you sat back, crossed your arms and he looked at you like you punched him in the gut as whenever you did that, he knew he was doubting you but you replied coolly, "I contacted the Swedish embassy and they sent their letter of approval, Philip" you said and you hit another button on your laptop and the approval letter came up the large screen behind him. He cleared his throat then said, "thank you Anna" which made you smirk.

Once the meeting ended, you grabbed your laptop and went off to your desk which was in his large office room, "Care to tell me why you called me Philip?" he asked you as soon as he shut the door to his room, you looked up at him then said, "Same reason why you called me by my full ass name" and he walked to his desk and took his vest off.

He was sweating under the vest and the blue shirt he wore was clinging on his skin which showed off his pecs and shoulders which you admired as you have seen him shirtless few too many times till you got numb with it, "It's a beautiful name" he said as he sat down at his desk which was across yours, "Please, it sounds like a drug. My stupid ass father thought it would be paying a honor to my great grand ma Molly but now my name sounds like a fucking drug" you replied as you typed out an email, he looked at you with his blue eyes then said, "I'm sure to the right guy you are a drug" which made you stop typing and look at him.

"You're my boss and that was inappropriate" you said to him sternly and he put his hands up to surrender. "I'm sorry" and you waved it off as you were used to his sexist and rude remarks and what not after working with him for nearly a year now. That was another thing he liked about you was your thick skin as you heard everything from the guys you worked with as well as him.

Pretty soon lunch time rolled by and Philip ordered some food for the both of you as you two usually worked the day away in his office but as always you two ended up at his corner couch to eat and talk. The both of you were friendly outside of working hours and that was the extent to the relationship in your mind but in his mind he wanted something else.