The Strategist Empress (Aomine X Reader)

Fourth Quarter

Author's Note!

May have a bit of OOC. Here is the Fourth and Last Installment of the deleted chapters. Gommeeeeennnn~ As I promised, I'll be posting TWO Chapters for Author-san's stupidity and clumsiness. ON TO THE STORY~~

*Italics are thought lines*

This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, events portrayed in this story is used fictitiously or products of the author's imaginations.

The Strategist Empress. Copyright © 2016 by Cordelia Michaelis. All rights reserved.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Kuroko No Basket. I only own the Plot and the OC.

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Chapter 4

"Hai, Otou-san. I'll be there in a few moments. We are meeting the Akashi's at our territory, desho (right)?" I said, bluntly. Sounds of a keyboard tapping and silence followed before Father sighed and replied in a monotone.

"Yes, don't be late and please stop referring to our company as our territory. It is un-lady like and for once be what I taught you to be; a proper lady. Now, I'll hang up and you best be on your way here." He hung up on me and being the brat that I am, I glared at my phone before stomping towards my walk-in closet for a proper meeting attire but resorted to a neutral look.

I pulled on a black pencil skirt that ends on my knees, a white collared, long sleeved dress shirt and a black blazer to finish the look. I brushed my hair until it looks presentable enough and the waves and small curls of my hair fell perfectly in place, adding bobby pins to secure some of the hair out of my face before spraying a tiny smidge of perfume and grabbed my black purse and clipboard and notebook and took off to our building.

I stole a glance at my watch and had fifteen minutes to spare. Nodding my head to the staff and an easy smile later, I sat beside my Father as he typed away on his laptop and I do my business in making the data for Riko and alternating to my copy of the business at hand.

"Ne, Father, There is something wrong with the accounts section. We've managed to lose a couple of zero's in the past month alone. I sense foul play into our own staffs, I shall look into it as soon as this meeting is over. It is not possible for our company to lose in just a month's time. We are in fact the best toy- producing factory there is in the nation." I said while making quick notes and handing the one's I've checked before a knock resounded, halting me and my Father's actions and as a proper hostess that I am, I swiftly got up from my seat and immediately opened the door with a gentle but forced smile.

"Good Morning. We have been waiting for you. Please do come in." I slightly bowed before looking at the younger Akashi.

"Seijuro. What a pleasant surprise, please come in." I gave him a glare and frowned at the redhead.

"Yuki, it's been a while since that day happened." He retorted, smirking at me before roaming his eyes at my appearance. "I see you are now a proper lady-"

"Do not remind me. Let's get this meeting over with." I rolled my eyes in a non-lady like manner, cutting him off before closing the door after Akashi stepped in and took a seat in front of my Father's desk.

I simply yet elegantly walked towards my seat, at my Father's right hand as he began explaining something about the company that he was dealing with and what nots before the younger Akashi suggested that both adults need to talk it out for themselves and offered to take me out while they talked about certain arrangements. I complied with my Father's gaze and quickly excused myself and took Akashi's awaiting arm.