"Wait....don't tell me you don't know anything what you did last night"
Y/N: "W-WHAT?! TELL ME! I DONT REMEMBER ANYTHING!!"
Shrek: "Keep your voice low Miss. Y/N. And moreover the office will start at 9:00am. I don't want both of us to be late."
Y/N: "wait......BOTH OF US?!.... what do you mean"
Shrek: "Starting for this day, you are my secretary. So now go get ready your clothes are kept in this room."
Y/N: "Wait, i can't process a single thing-"
Shrek: "Miss. Y/N do u want to get fired in your first day?"
Y/N: "N-No"
Shrek: "So be quite and get ready, the car will arrive shortly."
With that he left the room..........
*Time Skip*
Shrek POV:
I was waiting in the car door and Y/N arrived. As she walked into the room, my eyes were drawn to her with an undeniable magnetism. The way the dress gently hugged her curves seemed almost as if it was tailored specifically for her. The color complemented her skin tone, accentuating her natural beauty. With each step, there was an effortless grace in her movements, as if she floated on air. The dress, though elegant in its simplicity, held an aura of sophistication that perfectly matched her radiant presence. It was as if the fabric itself danced with her, highlighting her every gesture. In that moment, she embodied the very essence of timeless beauty...
"Umm.. Sir?" She whispered......... listening to her, I find myself attuned to every nuance in her tone, every rise and fall of her voice. It's not just about hearing the words, but about absorbing the emotion behind them. In those moments, I'm fully present, captivated by the intimacy of the exchange.....
"SIR?!"
"Oh yea... sit in the back" I responded .....Damn I was so lost on her..
*AT OFFICE*
?: So u are a new employee?
Y/N: Yea
?: Hi I m Donald Trump
Y/N: Nice to meet u Donald!
Donald: yea me too!
Y/N: Wait who is she? *pointing a fancy looking girl*
Donald: That's Duolingo....The Manager and the most annoying women with an incessant need for attention and an irritating habit of inserting herself into every situation, she manages to grate on the nerves of even the most patient individuals. Her voice, shrill and demanding, seems to pierce through the calmest moments, leaving no room for peace or tranquility.
Y/N: huh?!
Donald: Can say she is the mean girl here. Oh wait she is coming in our direction!
Y/N: What? *Still confused*
"So u r MISS. Y/N ? am I right?"
"Y-yes"
"I m Duolingo your manager here and specifically THE CEO'S GF so I hope u got my point" with that she left.
"O-okay" Y/N replied with an utter confusion.
Donald: "Good luck!"
Y/N: "You know what...i didn't get a single thing"
??: "Miss Y/N!! the CEO is calling u upstairs!"
Y/N: "Guess i have to excuse myself"
Donald: "yea good luck"
Y/N POV:
As I reached the CEO's cabin I saw-
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FanfictionHe was her dark fairytale and, she was his twisted fantasy. Together they made magic.