The office of the Queen

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Christine's P.O.V

Marquez has crossed the line she isn't supposed to, HOW DARE SHE?!?!?!?!? Vincent Andrei West is mine! MINE! I TELL YOU, MINE! I'm so infatuated with him, that I discovered, that I, Christine Loren Work, have fallen for the Young West  I CAN'T EFFING believe this....

Ok, you must be wondering, who I am.... You already know what my name is, Work is my Mom's last name, I never knew my father and my mother died when I was 7 years old leaving me and my younger brother, Nicholas, in the care of our beloved Uncle Benny.....who has been raising us ever since, he was the principal here at Bridgette High.... you should know that I wasn't raised normally, I mean by instead of me playing around with kids my age, Mom was training me how to defend myself because..... My mom was a secret service agent, yes I'm not lying.... mind you at my young age of 17, I'm following my mother's footsteps as an agent, yes I am  a secret service agent, reserve high ranking official, they only call me in for the major stuff, like the end of the world kind of stuff and crap, so while I'm still a reserve, I'm stuck here working for my Uncle as his special intelligence, he gave me my own office and everything, no one else knows.....now someone does....

"Y-you c-called, M-miss W-work....?" I turned the office chair to face Monica Marquez, "I was wondering, MISS MARQUEZ....?" I charged at her and pinned her violently against the bookshelve that rests at my wall ".....who gave YOU the right to play with what is mine?" I was completely looming over her at the moment, I had both her hands locked above her head with one hand and I shoved a leg of between hers, I don't give two rounds of a f**k if anyone walked in and got the wrong idea, I want her to know what happens when she plays with what's mine, she stays silent, I grind my knee higher between her thighs, making her bite her lip in pain " Listen here, Marquez....." I said with the most venom I could muster ".....he's mine and I don't play nice with other people who want him... he's mine, no one else's... got that?" I brought my thumb to her chin and turned her head to face me "Y-yes, i-it w-won-'t h-happen a-again M-miss..." she was cowering under my grasp, Godsdamn right you should be scared... I let her go "Good...." she ran off, her tears streaming down. I fixed myself and left the office, I locked the door, walking to my next class...

oblivious to the person watching me, hiding behind the locker.

He'll submit to me,

I'll make sure of it,

He will be mine.....

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That's Christine in a new light for you...

C.W: Enjoy~

V.W:* gets a nosebleed* Gods don't kill me now..

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