The Billionaire | Uchiha Boys

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Chapter Three

"Who are you?" the pissed male questioned again.

He was wearing nothing but a white towel, that was firmly secured around his waist. His chest was still wet with dew, truly a sight that had taken away your ability to speak. Not to mention his odious gaze alone, was enough to convince you that you'd soon be getting fired if you gave the wrong answer.

"Oh," the young Uchiha finally realized. "Shisui's assistant? Give me the folders."

You did as he commanded and slowly began dismissing yourself out of his luxurious room. You hadn't noticed he'd been following you until you opened the wooden door, which was rudely shut before you could exit. You turned around to find Sasuke's hand leaning against the door- trapping you between the door and himself.

You couldn't help but inhale the scent of his masculine aroma. The smell alone reminded you of a rich bachelor.

"Did I say you could leave?" the intimidating Uchiha asked, with a certain edge to his voice.

"No, but Shisui told me to return at once," you managed to reply, thankfully without stuttering.

"Hn," he snorted. "I know you're new, so get this through your head: What I say, goes. And what I want, I get."

You furrowed your eyebrows, partially out of confusion and partially out of anger. Who the hell gave him the right to talk to me like that? you questioned. I get that he's rich, but he's equally as arrogant.

"Quite frankly Mr. Sasuke Uchiha," you spat. "I don't really care because I don't work for you. My priorities lie with Shisui alone, and I only obey him."

You seemed to have surprised yourself just as much as you had surprised the arrogant Uchiha. He watched you carefully with eyes that were screaming, "I'm superior to you" and you absolutely despised it.

"I'll be leaving, now that I've fulfilled my duty," you stated, turning the crystal doorknob and sashaying out the door.

My pride might one day cost me my job, you warned yourself. But I just can't stand arrogant people.

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"Hey [Name]," Shisui called, leaning against your table. "We've been working for hours, you wanna go get coffee?"
"If you'd like, I'll get it for you," you offered, after all, that's what assistants are for. "You've been working far more than I have."
"Nah," the raven-haired male replied, with a smirk. "Let's go together."
"Alright, sure," you agreed, as a faint blush crept over your cheeks.

You had never noticed how much taller Shisui was, compared to you. He wore a simple button-down with rolled-up sleeves, and dress pants. He had a silver Rolex watch on, possibly worth more than an average person's car. And his dark, unkempt hair was certainly complementing his whole "young and hot boss" look.

As the handsome Uchiha opened his office door for you, you couldn't help but fangirl about it like a naive middle school girl. An Uchiha is being nice to me, you thought to yourself. An Uchiha is getting coffee with me. Even being in the same room with an Uchiha was a big deal in your town. You then mentally compared the two Uchiha's you had met so far, Shisui and Sasuke. Both attractive, but the former had drastically better mannerisms than the latter.

"Shisui," you began to say, as you two made your way into the elevator. "How much older are you than Sasuke?"
"Three maybe four years," Shisui replied. "Itachi's only a year younger than me, though."
"Itachi?" you ask, wondering whether he was another of the Uchiha brothers.
"He's Sasuke's brother," Shisui explained. "I'll introduce you to him, I want everyone to know of my capable assistant."
"You are too kind," you thanked, once again blushing in secrecy.

You felt Shisui inch in a little bit closer to you, although you two were the only ones in the spacious elevator. Just as you had gathered enough courage to look up at the said Uchiha, the elevator door suddenly opened. Your gaze quickly shifted towards the door to see who had caused this unwanted interruption, and much to your dismay it was the one and only.. Sasuke Uchiha. The male didn't even bother to look at you for a split second. In fact, he seemed to be trying his hardest to not acknowledge your existence.

"Bro!" Shisui greeted, cheerfully. "You're a little late, but I'm glad you made it."

A little? you thought. It's six in the evening.

"I suggest you not to flirt with your assistant, Shisui," Sasuke stated, flatly. "It's bad rep for the company."

Shisui let out a nervous chuckle while you crinkled your nose at Sasuke's annoying face and the sound of his annoying voice. If anything, he's a bad rep for this company.

"And also," Sasuke's voice filled the elevator once more. "I suggest you teach her not to run that smart mouth so much."