(18+ only) Ollie and Leora's Whirlwinded Romance

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((Content warning: Depictions of predatory grooming (including depictions), and other related warnings...))

(Ollie's POV)

Nicole knew a lot about the digital archives.
The first day we went there, she gave me a tour. We would run into other workers periodically.
For the most part, it was just us there and the security cameras.
The third day of us being in the archives, Nicole asked me to meet her at her desk to "review our work". I knew what that meant and my heart started pumping faster.

I rushed as quickly as I could to see Nicole, anxious to see what she had in store.
She pulled me in for a deep kiss, and I was up and ready to go. I wondered if she was going to ask me to have sex on her desk. Instead, she got on her knees and asked me to sit down in her chair.
She then proceeded to give me my first blowjob. I was quick, but I had thought it was one of the most amazing experiences I ever had.
Far from what I believe now. It was just more manipulative tactics.
Looking back, the way she lovebombed me and escalated things the moment I got to her desk should have been an indication that she was manipulating me.
Yes, many would say that there was no way I could have known. Perhaps if I had taken my role as heir a lot more seriously, I would have refused her demands even if I had let her manipulate me up until that point.
After I had come, she had some personal wipes with her and helped me clean myself before helping me put my pants back up.
"Ollie, you're getting so mature. I really love that about you," she gushed, putting on her best act.
"I love you too, Nicole," I smiled.
"Awww you're so sweet," she kissed me softly then quickly pulled back, "Now that we've had a bit of fun, there's something I want to talk to you about."
"Sure."
"Well, you see, there are some records in the archives I've desperately been wanting to get."
I looked at her, puzzled.
"I would just go and get them but...your Dad won't give me permission to access them."
I was annoyed when I heard that. Why wouldn't Dad let her access the records? He was getting in the way of her research.
It's laughable now when I look back. I found out some time later that she had never requested any records from my Dad. He had no clue what she was scheming and neither did I.
"I'll go talk to him with you!" I said.
"No, no Ollie. It's OK. I have another idea," she eagerly smiled, "If I tell you where the records I need are and give you my key, you could get the records for me and bring them here."
I was puzzled again.
"How could I do that?"
She smirked at me.
"You see, Ollie, your dad set up your biometrics within all of the facilities here. Full access. He told all of us, when the time was right, that you were to be advised of this.
"This was why I was so thrilled to hear that he had given you access to the archives! I knew it was time! I asked Mr. Ramses, personally, to allow me to tell you the news. You now have a wealth of knowledge at your fingertips. We can study and learn together or..."
She rubbed my lower body again, knowing just how to keep my attention.
"I can reward you for the assistance you give me. Whatever you want."
"Where do you want me to go?" I asked, not questioning her.
She described to me her plans in detail. She needed files from several high security leveled archives about the evolution of miramon.
I inevitably gave her much of the information she needed to breakthrough in her research creating hybrid miramon like the Miralion. And it was all done under authorization of the digital Ramses crest.
I fought the Miralion, years later, and nearly died. But my Esper powers revived me.

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Nicole and I exchanged phone numbers and I would keep in touch with her when we were too busy to see each other. She rarely reached out to me unless she needed something.
It was around this time she started to speak to the Shadow Creed, I believe.

When I turned 17, she started to have us meet up for secret dates. She would always instruct me to show up in a disguise and we would always meet in a public place where we could then lose the crowds and go off together.
I would usually wear a hoodie and some dark sunglasses.
I would lie to Laura and Drew and tell them I was meeting up with friends from work. I knew that we still had to keep our relationship a secret.