WDW IMAGINES

boss part 2

"YOU WHAT!" Y/bff/n raises her voice standing up.

Everyone stopped what they where doing to stare. This place wasn't somewhere to mess around it was a high end buisness. Everything and everyone was formal.

Your friend looks around the room then sits back down pulling her chair closer. Its silent for a moment before she breaks it.

"When did you? How?" She asks.

"Corbyn and I did it about a week or two ago im not sure," you say not really remembering the exact day.

The worse part about all of this is that Corbyn has to know. You have to tell him. As if the devil heard the blonde sat next to you. y/bff/n looks between both you before pulling out her phone.

"What's going on? I heard you guys yell," he asks with a confused face.

"We can't talk here," You say and he nods.

"Meet me in my office," he says getting up and leaving the room. A few minutes later you do the same.

"Goodluck you will need it," she says using the call me hand signal.
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"Corbyn I might be pregnant we didn't use protection and my period is late," You say looking down at his desk.

You can feel his gaze from the other side of his desk. You can already tell he's mad.

"WHAT? I thought you where on the pill or some shit," he says getting up and running a hand through his hair.

"Cor-"

"It's Mr,Besson to you now," he says pacing back and forth.

You look down playing with your fingers. The room is silent again. Theres been a lot of that going around lately. But whatever Co- Mr, Besson says is not going to be good.

"If you are pregnant you have to get an abortion! Im about to get married y/n this can't be happening," Mr, Besson frustratedly says.

"W-what no its not my fault that you didn't tell me you where engaged. It's not just my fault that we didn't use protection. So no if im pregnant I am not getting an abortion," you say getting angry at your boss.

"Fuck-" he whispers walking closer to you. His stare is intimidating and his height being much taller.

Corbyns lips crash onto yours as he forcefully pushes you back into the wall. His hands pin your arms over your head. He groans kissing down your neck.

"Daddy is pissed and he needs to punish you," Corbyn whispers before nibbling your ear lobe.

"Corbyn!"

"CORBYN," You say louder pulling your arm free from his grip. "You cant just do this! You can't tell me to abort my baby then try to make up and have sex... not to mention you just said you had a finance," you push the blonde out of the way.

"Fine your fired," he says crossing his arms. "Fine I'll find somewhere better," you do the same as him.

"Don't come running to me when you realize you have a child and you missed half its life. You choose now what your going to do. If not im leaving and not coming back," you say looking right into the mans blue eyes.

"Im sorry y/n but like I said im getting married to Christina," he says looking away.

"That's all I needed to hear?" You say turning on your heel to leave. He grabs your wrist spinning you back around to face him.

"Before you go I owed you this," he says handing you a box. Without thanking him you take it and leave.