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Corey strode into the giant structure that stood right in the middle of the giant city of Manhattan. She trembled as she rushed to the elevator, a bundle of papers in one hand and his coffee in the other. She tapped her foot impatiently when the elevator doors finally decided to open.

Laufeyson Inc.

The company name jumped out at her everywhere.

He is going to kill me.

Corey jogged lightly out of the elevator and to his office, making sure to keep the coffee in the cup this time.

Loki Laufeyson. The name on the closed office door made her groan.

Of course it's closed…

She had to shift her bundle of paperwork around to free her hand before she could knock on the door. An impatient sigh could be heard from inside. "Come in." He growled. Corey glared at the name on the door.

And just how do you expect me to do that!

After fumbling around with the doorknob for a good 30 seconds, the door flew open. He, in all of his beautiful glory, opened the door for her. His shoulder length black hair was slicked back like it always was. He was wearing one of his many designer suits: this one was jet black with a dark red tie. His blue eyes pierced her soul. He was not happy. "It is your first week here, Cortana, and you are over a half an hour late?" He clicked his tongue in his mouth to make a 'tsk' noise.

Ass hole. Stupid, gorgeous jerk.

"I—I am sorry, Sir. It won't happen again."

He eyed the paper work in her hand. "I hope that is the Berlin report." He ignored her comment.

"Oh, yes. It is, sir. I worked all night on it. That's—" She stopped herself. He didn't want to hear excuses why she was late.

"Good." He grabbed the paperwork and the coffee out of her other hand without any 'thank you'.

Jerk. Jerk. Jerk. Jerk. Jerk. He's such a jerk!

She tried not to make her anger obvious, so she turned her back to him and left the small office.

"I didn't get even the slightest "thank you, Cortana." I got, "good" and then I left. Corey was pacing around the small office that she shared with her assistant, Evelyn. "And fuck! I hate when he calls me Cortana! I've told him a million times to please call me Corey!" Evelyn muffled a small chuckle. "I'm sorry Corey. Maybe he'll apologize later." Corey turned to look at her. "APOLOGIZE? I don't think he even knows what that word means!" She threw her arms in the air. "I think he likes to see me angry. He's doing it on purpose." Corey gestured to Evelyn. "What do you think?" She wanted an opinion. "Honestly? I think he is just a jerk." Evelyn told the truth, though it made Corey laugh.
"Yeah, me too."

A little while later, just before Evelyn clocked out to go home, she stopped into her office again. "Hey, Corey. It could also be that he's still bitter you spilled coffee on his favorite suit the day of your interview."

Corey's face turned a dark red. "Oh yeah. That." Evelyn let out a hearty laugh. "I'll see you tomorrow, Corey." Corey waved a hand at her, her nose in her paper work. Her hand scribbled on her paper at a half a million miles an hour.

She wanted to impress the CEO of the company more than anything. He could be a huge jerk, but she still wanted him to be happy. "Don't we look busy, Corey?" His voice startled her, making her twitch a little. "Oh, Mr. Laufeyson. I am sorry. I didn't know you were there."

Look… LOOK busy! I AM busy!

"Ye-Yeah, I am working on the Hamilton report. Was the Berlin report to your liking, Mr. Laufeyson?" She hated being a kiss ass, but she didn't want to be on Loki's bad side.

"To be honest, it was very well written and was full of so much information." His compliment made her face go completely blank.

"Uhm, oh. Thank you, Sir." A small smile crept over his face at her statement. "Oh, yes. And the Hamilton report." He sounded impressed. "You are on top of things today, Ms. Buerella." He seemed to forget that she was 30 minutes late this morning. "Yes, Mr. Laufeyson, I am really trying. It is a little overwhelming sometimes." He nodded at her like he understood.

Is he actually being nice to me?

"It definitely can be. Especially when you're still new."
Corey nodded at him with a tiny smile. "Thanks." She didn't know why she said it but that probably ruined their moment. He cocked his head. "And for what, Ms. Buerella?"

You're an idiot, Corey. Why are you thanking him?

"Understanding? I guess." She looked at the desk she was sitting at, anything to keep from looking at him. "Why are you nervous?" She looked over at the small clock on the wall adjacent from her, right behind Loki. It was 6:25 pm. "I should really get going, Mr. Laufeyson. My cat is probably starving." She thought about her little kitten, Belle.

He laughed at her topic change. "Okay, Cortana. You can go." He watched her stand up, his eyes tracing her long legs. "After you answer my question." He blocked her way with his body. She looked up at his face. He looked so soft and… nice.

God damn it, Corey. What did you get yourself into?

She gulped. He put his arms on both of her shoulders. She could smell him. His scent was exhilarating. He saw her eyes glaze over in pure bliss. "Because you're my boss." The lie was so obvious even she wanted to laugh. "I know when you're lying. You can't trick me." He brushed away a loose strand of her hair from her face with his long fingers.

Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.

"Your nervousness is that of a school girl with a crush on a man much older than herself, maybe the principle or just her science teacher." He chuckled, showing his perfect teeth.

"Your nervousness is that of a mere secretary who is lusting over her much more powerful boss." His voice turned into a light whisper when he spoke the words.

Her eyes started to water, she wasn't able to breath. Her heart was racing faster than it ever had before. Her skin crawled and her lips pursed. "You are so easy to read." He leaned in to maybe kiss her? She didn't wait to find out.

"I need to go." She pushed her way through him. "I am sorry, Mr. Laufeyson." She left her paperwork on her desk, and Loki alone, smiling evilly.

What. The. Fuck. Was. That. WHAT WAS THAT. Was that even real? Was I dreaming? Did I even go to work today? WAS THAT EVEN LOKI?

The lust in her heart was burning bright and red, but she was too nervous to let Loki do anything to her. She walked at a fast pace away from the Laufesyon Inc. building.

It was slightly drizzling but she didn't care. She only cared about getting home to her precious little kitten. She only cared about getting away from Loki. She didn't even want to go to work tomorrow.

Belle mewled at her the moment she walked in to her apartment. Corey smiled at her adorable kitten. "I had the most awkward day of my life today, B." She spoke softly to her cat as she poured food into her bowl for her. Belle mewled once more before shoving her furry face into the bowl to eat.

Corey strode over to her couch and flicked the TV on. She tried to erase the memory of the day out of her brain.

What if I let him kiss me? What if that isn't even what he was going to do?

She knew that was exactly what he was going to do though. She was starting to regret leaving. Those lips… Those amazing lips against hers. His beautiful hands exploring every inch of her body, right there in her joint office. She bit her lip thinking of what Loki would do to her. He seemed like the angry sex kind of guy. She grinned at that. He would probably choke her until she was near passing out. He would probably leave her with bloody bite marks all over her shoulder, and hand marks from where he slapped her ass. He would probably call her dirty names and make her feel like she was unworthy. She moaned softly, thinking of what could have transpired.

She wondered how she was going to be able to face him tomorrow. She only hoped he wasn't angry with her for leaving so abruptly. He had to understand, and if he didn't, he was just an ass.

Corey took her last bite of her dinner before throwing her dishes into the sink.

I'll take care of them tomorrow.

She didn't feel like washing any dishes that night. She only wanted to lie in her bed and think about Loki.

She flicked the TV off and shed her clothes. Belle followed her into the bedroom and took her place under the bed. Corey lay in her bed, thinking about Loki and his beautiful face. She couldn't help it. She remembered how his blue-emerald eyes pierced her boring green-brown eyes. She remembered what he said to her, "your nervousness is that of a mere secretary who is lusting over her much more powerful boss." Corey shivered. He knew exactly how she felt about him. It scared her a little bit, especially since this was just her first week at the job. Before long, Corey drifted into a much-needed sleep.

Their arms were wrapped around each other, their bodies entwined together. He moaned lowly in her ear, letting her know that he needed her now more than ever. She ran her fingers through his messy black hair. They rolled around on the never-ending bed together. She could feel his heart racing against her chest. He nipped softly at her ear lobe. "What's my name?" He whispered into her ear. She didn't answer the question at first, only moaned out loud. He repeated himself, this time more assertive. She opened her eyes to see him staring at her face. "Loki." She moaned loud, feeling her pubic area burn with a passion she's never experienced.

"Loki!" Corey woke herself up by yelling the name.

Just fabulous. Keep dreaming about your boss, Corey. That will make things SO much better.

Corey looked at the time on her alarm clock. She smiled, knowing that there was no possible way she would be late this time.

She rolled out of bed, almost stepping on her kitten. "I'm sorry, B!" She petted the kitten on the head and pranced into her bathroom. Her shower was short; giving her just enough time to shampoo and conditioner her hair. She quickly lathered herself up with soap and washed it off.

Wanting to get to work super early, she hopped out of the shower and grabbed her hair dryer. She wanted to make Loki drool today.

By the time she was finished getting ready, she looked like a super model. Her fire engine red hair was loose and accented her face with perfect curls. She picked out the shortest work appropriate skirt she could find, and a tight, black low cut blouse to go with it. She slipped her feet into her tall heels, said bye to her cat and walked out of her apartment.

Along the way to Laufeyson Inc. she heard a few people honk their car horns at her. She smiled, hoping Loki would feel the same way. She walked into the bright building and smiled at Gail, the receptionist at the desk. Gail smiled and waved back at her.

Forgetting to bring coffee to Loki from her own house, she walked over to the coffee pot at the "employee square". She poured it into a plastic cup and made her way to the elevator. Loki was already in the elevator. Her heart stopped. "Lo-I mean… Mr. Laufeyson. Good morning." She handed him the pathetic cup off coffee. He grimaced at it, but surprisingly enough, took it anyway.

"You're early, Cortana." He spoke low, almost in a whisper. She didn't know what to say to the statement so she nodded. "I am sorry I didn't bring you coffee from my house…" She stuttered. He took a small sip of the coffee in his hand. "It is quite alright. I already had my morning coffee." She guessed he assumed she was going to call out.

They both rode the elevator to the top floor. He was being pleasant, and that scared her more than when he was angry and mean. He kept glancing at her, trying to get a good look at all of her. She noticed and smiled at him. "I am not going to have you work on the Hamilton report today. You are going to join me in my office. We have some hiring to do." He walked passed his office, causing Corey some confusion. "Of course, Sir… But didn't we just pass your office?" She looked back at the closed door, though still following him. He chuckled. "Yeah, my faux office." He led her down another hallway and then to a big brown office door with no little window on it. A little gold plaque hung on the door, it read: Loki Laufeyson, CEO.

She nodded in understanding. "That makes sense…" She sighed under her breath. He unlocked the door with a key he seemed to just conjure out of mid air. She gasped when she saw the room. It was gorgeous... And huge.

"Welcome to my office, Ms. Buerella." He waved his arm, letting her walk in before him. He closed the door, but didn't lock it behind him. That was a good sign. It was time to stay professional. She was half expecting an apology for the night before.

"You look nice." He sat on his throne of a chair behind his giant desk. Corey stood next to him like a loyal servant. "Thank you, sir." They didn't look at each other. She liked this, it felt right. Loki impatiently sighed. "Calm down, Mr. Laufeyson. It's about time you were able to just sit down and rest." She was trying her luck with that statement. He looked up at her from his throne and nodded.

A quiet knock on the door alerted them. "Come in." He spoke in his guttural voice. "Take notes, Corey." He commanded her nicely. She quickly grabbed the notepad and pen that was on his desk. A blonde bombshell with a gorgeous figure walked in. Corey rolled her eyes, making sure the blonde didn't see her do so. Loki stood up and held his hand out. "What is your name?" He asked her in a soft, accented voice. "Sandra Lebonit." She shook his hand. Corey scribbled the name down. "Good morning, Ms. Lebonit." He sat back down. "As you know, my name is Loki Laufeyson and this is my loyal assistant, Cortana Buerella." Corey, with a smile she desperately tried to hide, nodded at the blonde, resulting in a snotty look.

Stupid ass bimbo, hopefully he sees right through her.

"So, Ms. Lebonit. What can you offer my company?" He touched his fingers together, creating a small steeple in front of him. "Well, um." Corey scribbled down her stupid use of "um" in the presence of Loki. "I am like, really good with accounting. And that sort of thing. Like, I could be like, a receptionist? And answer the phone and count stuff." She was being completely serious.

Corey scribbled down more. The blonde was obviously annoyed by it. "What is she writing down?" The blonde leaned over to see. "I don't think that's any of your business, now is it?" Loki stood up again, making her feel insignificant and small. She rolled her eyes. Corey had to bite her lip to keep from smiling like a crazy person.

He defended me. He defended me. He defended me. Hopefully he yells at me for some ungodly reason later.

"Do you have any other experience that would help you in this field?" Corey smiled at his question.
"Well, I worked in an office for about 3 months." She looked up at the ceiling as if her thought was up there or something. "Oh? And what happened to that?" He questioned her again. "I got bored." She grinned at him. Loki grinned back, though rather sarcastically. "I do have a very specific skill set. I usually get my way… By persuasion." She winked at the CEO.

Corey started to grow uncomfortable. Loki understood exactly what she meant, but he didn't seem impressed.

Corey shifted her weight, wanting to intervene, but she resisted the urge. "I think that will be enough, Ms. Lebonit. We will give you a call." He excused the blonde. "But, wait. I thought this interview would be 30 minutes minimum!" She screeched, rather annoyingly. Loki grimaced. "We'll give you a call, Ms. Lebonit. You are dismissed." He waved his hand to shoo her away. In a mad huff, she turned her heels and stomped out. Loki shrugged at Corey.

"Well, that was just annoying. What did you think about her?" He already knew what her answer was going to be, but he thought it would be rather entertaining to hear it from her. "I think her area of expertise would be better suited in a brothel." The comment made Loki laugh out loud. "Oh, definitely."

He was silenced by another knock on the door. "Well, that was fast. Gail must be rushing them in." He licked his lips and cleared his throat. "Come in." He shrugged his shoulders, shifting his heavy suit. Another girl walked in. Corey lifted her head to her. Again, Loki stood up and held his hand out for the girl to shake. Corey noticed how limp her handshake was. Loki was unimpressed by it.

"What is your name?" He asked her just like he did the girl prior. "Julianna Braird." She had short brown hair that matched her brown eyes. She wore a pair of black dress pants and a white long sleeved blazer. "Good morning, Ms. Braird." She smiled at him innocently. "As you already know, my name is Loki Laufeyson and this is my loyal assistant, Cortana Buerella."

I am still loyal. Hehehe.

Again, she tried to hide her smile, but this time she failed. Corey nodded at the young brunette and she nodded and smiled back at her. "So, Ms. Braird. What can you offer my company?" He asked the same question. "Honestly? This would be my first job. So, I am not quite sure what I can offer yet, but I am a fast learner and I always finish projects on time." She smiled, confident in her answer. Corey scribbled down as fast as she could. Loki sighed with a subtle smile. "I guess that answers my second question, then. No prior experience."

He was very polite toward her and she was obviously nervous. "No, sir…"
Loki asked her a few more questions before dismissing her as well. He shook her hand for a second time, unlike the blonde and surprisingly, the brunette reached over to shake Corey's hand. "It was good to meet you both, thank you for this opportunity." She left the office.

"I like her." Corey smiled at Loki. He laughed. "You would."

The two of them went through several more interested parties, but found none that would cut it. Loki sighed loudly as he left his office to tell Gail not to let anyone else in. "Well wait, Laufeyson." She was the only one allowed to call him that. "We have a very, very suitable candidate." Gail pointed her head toward a man sitting in one of the many chairs very patiently. Loki wanted nothing of it. "I am done." He almost started to raise his voice, but kept his cool. Gail glared at him. "Come on. Just let him." Loki groaned and finally agreed. Corey was still standing next to his chair when he returned. "We have one more candidate. And then we are done."

He seemed very annoyed so Corey put a comforting hand on his shoulder. He melted under her touch. They both stood at attention when the last candidate knocked on the office door. "Come in." Loki sounded much less enthused. A man walked in the office. He wore all black leather, his shirt sleeveless so that his bulging muscles were revealed. He had short brown hair and crystal blue eyes.

Oh. My. God. He's gorgeous!

Loki stood up and held his hand out. The man didn't take it. "I know all about how things work here, Laufeyson, and I want in." He was very straightforward. Corey's jaw dropped and her eyes widened. She braced herself for what was to come after.

Loki laughed a hearty laugh. "Now, this. THIS is what I am talking about." The man shook Loki's hand when he saw he was being taken seriously. "My name is Barton, sir. Clint Barton." Loki said the name back to him. "Barton, huh. What can you offer me?" He eyed the man. "Nothing slips passed me. I can fight, I've worked with a lot of dangerous people, Mr. Laufeyson." Clint held his pointer finger out in front of him. "But, I see better at a distance." He winked at Corey. Her heart skipped a
beat. Loki put his hands on the desk.

"Well, Barton. I want to see you in my office tomorrow, 4 pm sharp." Loki looked him straight in the eye. "Don't be late." Barton grinned at him and shook his hand again. "I'm never late, sir."

Loki and Corey walked out of his office together, both smiling but for different reasons. "So, this was a pretty easy day." Corey folded her hands together in front of her. "Yeah, it was. But don't think tomorrow will be anything of the sort." Loki's attitude was back. "Yes sir." She pursed her lips together.