Dealing With The Devil

5

From then on out she made sure to be on time for each meal and worked her butt off everyday. Fitting in well with the kitchen crew and making some new friends. Mostly Samantha and Philip.

Philip had arrived at the sanctuary a week after her and she saw why Samantha had taken up a helpful role. Philip was absolutely ridiculous, acting like a lost puppy for awhile. But the three grew to become an inseparable trio.

Weeks turned into a month slowly. Life was extremely well for everyone at the sanctuary. It was living up to its name for now.

She hummed softly to herself as she carried the tray of food to Negans office. Volunteering since no one else would, apparently he was in a bad mood and no one wanted to test him. Knocking on the door once there she waited patiently before hearing his commanding voice.

"Come in. " He sounded irritated, his gruff voice making the hairs stand on end on her neck and arms. Clearing her throat as she walked in and made sure the door was shut behind her. Walking over to his desk and placing the tray down.

"Enjoy sir. " She muttered softly as she usually did. Knowing a little politeness could go a long way. Raising an eyebrow as she found him staring at her. Unfortunately her cheeks began to burn bright red, which just made him grin.

"Something wrong dollface? Cat got your tongue? " He chuckled lowly as he spooned some food into his mouth. Pushing some papers aside, trying to avoid them in order to have a peaceful meal. By now she'd slowly sat down in the chair knowing he usually talked with her when she brought him food. Although she didn't bring it to him all the time, she often found herself excited to come into the inner sanctum. Where no one else usually came. It was a glimpse into the real Negan.

His spacious desk just screamed power. The dark wood glistened in the pale light on the desk. Papers were organized as well as numerous marbled journels and pens. A small bookshelf adjacent with some classics and various novels. The dark purple and greys of the furniture and bedding made the room seem masculine yet comfortable at the same time.

"Huh? Oh no. Nope. " She uttered softly shaking her head as she crossed her legs waiting for him to dismiss her. Since he was in a bad mood she assumed he wouldn't be in the mood to chat. But his smirk remained as he sensed her lie, leaning back in his chair as he pointed his fork at her.

"Don't fucking lie. I hate fucking liars doll face. And your poker face sucks any-fucking-ways. So don't quit your fucking day job. You're all fucking flushed like you're hot and bothered." He tilted his head as he watched her. Picking up his glass to take a sip of water. His amber eyes trialing over her features as he took them in.

Her almond shaped hazel eyes. The way some short hairs curled around the edges of her face. Her petite chin but bigger nose, but it wasn't ugly. She was a beautiful woman. He usually liked blondes better but her brown hair was gorgeous on her. And her body. When she'd leave he'd notice her backside. She wasn't some skinny little twig, she had some meat on her bones and he loved that.

At his words she just blushed some more then shook her head quickly trying to think of some sort of response. Putting her hands in her lap as she twiddled her fingers.

"Well you are being rather forward with me concerning your choice of words and your innuendos ." She huffed softly running a hand through her hair hoping she didn't overstep in calling him out on that. But all he did was laugh. Throwing his head back as he laughed loudly, pushing the chair back and standing up. Slowly he walked around to where she sat. Leaning back against the desk with his arms crossed over his shoulders.

"Doll face. You're redder than a fucking lobster. I have that effect on women. I know. It's a goddamned gift and curse...." He winked at her. "....and most women learn to accept it and just go with it. Hell some even ignore me! But you.. " He pointed his index finger at her. "...you just keep coming. But you don't act like you want to be a wife. And I can't fucking figure you out. I've kept tabs on you, and your little friends. It's like a goddamned high school musical sometimes. " He made a gagging noise.