Sycophant

i

I pulled into the garage, parking my car in one of the 'reserved parking' spots. Stepping out of my car, I walked to the revolving doors of the office building. My heels went click, clack, click, clack against the cement floor. The sound echoed around the room which made mostly everyone turn to look at my strutting figure. I walked up to the front desk where a middle aged woman with orangey hair to her shoulders stood. Her petite figure was straight and professional.

"Good morning!" The woman chirped falsely.

"Can I have the room number and floor level of Mr. Levi Ackerman please." I demanded.

"Oh, right. You're Mr. Ackerman's new maid right?" The woman turned her face to the side and giggled daintily to her co-workers. I stomped my foot to get her attention and once I did, I puffed my chest and stood up straight.

"Actually, I was hired as Mr. Ackerman's secretary but clearly you wouldn't understand because you're down here working in the lobby." The woman stood in surprise. Hesitantly, the redhead slouched over her computer and typed a few letters, bringing her head up afterwards.

"Room 3694, floor forty-one." I mumbled a thank you under my breath before turning on my heel and striding to the elevators. My finger pressed on the 'up' button and awaited the empty elevator to reach me. I ended up standing at the back of the tight elevator and waiting for everyone to file in. Once everyone was in, everyone pressed their floor level, including mine. The levels that were lit up were: three, seven, ten, eleven, fifteen, twenty-eight, thirty seven, and lastly forty-one. I felt the tight air become more and more relaxed as people left one by one. After the last man left, I stood in front of the door, gripping and pulling and the end of my short skirt. When the doors opened, I stepped slowly down the hall, trying to find which way to go. Once I had it figured, I walked down the hall. The street facing window was all glass but the side-street facing window was plain wall. I took in everything about the office as I neared Mr. Ackerman's door. I sucked in a deep breath once the tips of my toes touched the large wooden door and knocked four times on the door.

"Who is it?" A voice boomed immediately. I jumped back a little by the sudden noise but I rushed back to hear him.

"Minx," I replied.

"Minx what?" I tried gulping down the lump in my throat but it wouldn't go down.

"Minx Pierce." There was a pause in between us.

"Come in." My fingers wrapped around the cold metal knob and twisted it open. I only opened the door enough for me to fit through so I wouldn't cause too much attention. My eyes travelled from the door to the ground then to the man in front of me. I physically gasped at the sight before me. The most beautiful man I had ever seen was standing in front of me. His eyes were small but the gorgeous grey colour was the most noticeable item on his face. His nose was the perfect size and shape and was sculpted in a way to compliment the way his cheekbones were so tightly crafted and his lips curved up ever so slightly to the right side.

"So you're Ms. Pierce." Mr. Ackerman pulled up his already rolled up sleeves and stood to his feet. His attire consisted of a white button up shirt and straight dress pants. I wiped away my surprised expression and smirked up at his perfect posture.

"And I believe you're Mr. Levi Ackerman?" Mr. Ackerman's head nodded up and down as he walked to my short figure. I eyed him up and down.

"I don't think we've seen each other before." I agreed with his remark and nodded my head.

"No, sir, we haven't." I walked over to one of the two chairs that sat in front his desk and pulled his coat off of it. I swung my hips slightly in a suggestive manner and opened his closet, hanging up the black coat.

"You're my new maid right?" I called out a slow and sweet 'yes, sir' and started feeling around his clothes. My fingers latched onto the pockets but didn't find anything. I felt the front of Mr. Ackerman's body press into the back of mine. I jumped and turned to face him, my hands against his chest.

"It's your first day and you're already trying to steal from me. Maybe I should just fire you right now?" Mr. Ackerman smirked and gripped my ass which made me pull away from his grasp.

"No, sir! I was straightening out your clothes and re-placing them elsewhere if they were misplaced!" I relaxed my tensed body and walked closer to him, like he did to me, except that both of our fronts were together. "But I don't think we'll have a problem. Right, sir?" I slid my hand down his chest and down his stomach, landing at where his little package of joy was and squeezed hard. I heard him suck in a breath and grip my wrist tightly. I clenched my jaw and allowed him to hold onto me.

"No, I don't think we will, Pierce." Mr. Ackerman sneered.

"Good, Ackerman."