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*A/N: Hello my dearest dearest readers. This story has been churning in my head for a few months now and I thought what best way to make up for the 2 months that I was AWOL.

P.S: If you don't know what I'm talking about- I wrote a story which is called "When Smoak became a Queen" and did not post a chapter in 2 months.

Anyway, I really wanted to start on this story. There is no The Hood in the beginning and the story will focus more on Oliver and Felicity (of course) in the office context. So if you are expecting an action-packed story, this is not for you. If you are expecting a psychotic, crazy possessive alpha Oliver Queen then stay tuned.

I hope that you enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please leave a review and tell me what you think. Oh yeah if you want any updates on my stories, you can follow me on Tumblr: pixinixiuniverse.

Cheers,

Pixi*

Chapter 1

"You'll be fine Felicity. Just don't babble and please please do not trip on your own feet!" Felicity murmured as she buttoned her shirt. She smoothed her blond hair and looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a red pencil skirt with a pristine white blouse and a gorgeous pair of black stilettos.

Despite that what she saw is a nerd with her glasses perched on top of her button nose and lips which are a little bit too wide and big blue eyes. She wished she was as beautiful as her mother and as toned as her as well. She sucked in her stomach and muttered,

"I would be slim if I stopped eating Nonna's brownies." She knew that this was never going to happen. Her Nonna or her mother's mother was an awesome cook and she made the best fudgy brownies in the whole world, a trait which had not been passed on to either her own daughter or granddaughter, much to her chagrin.

"Are you ready baby?" her mom poked her head in her room. Donna Smoak was gorgeous; from the top of her natural blond hair to the tip of her French-manicured toe nails. Felicity looked at her own bitten nails and sighed. Being pretty had never been one of her concerns- decrypting files had been.

Felicity smiled at her mom and nodded.

"Yeah I'm ready. I'm just scared that I'm gonna start babbling or fall on my face and embarrass myself."

Donna inwardly winced and smiled fondly at her daughter. Felicity had a record for embarrassing herself. She was either always falling or was saying things which were inappropriate. Like father, like daughter.

She entered Felicity's room and caressed her hair before kissing her forehead.

"You'll be fine. Don't worry and keep practicing your breathing exercises, they will help you relax," Donna advised.

"Yes mother, I will not forget it," Felicity rolled her eyes. Since leaving Vegas and retiring from being a cocktail waitress, Donna had taken an interest in yoga and pole dancing, something which she dragged her daughter into.

"Butterfly? I brought you some good luck brownies for your interview!" Nonna shouted from the kitchen. Nonna was always baking her cakes whenever she was starting something. It had started on her first day of Kindergarten when Felicity had stuffed her face so much with brownies that she had puked on her first crush, Tyler. Talk about first impression.

Nonetheless after each vacation Nonna always baked her brownies on the first day and this had not changed since then.

"Coming Nonna!" Felicity called back.

Felicity kissed her mother on the cheek before grabbing her bag and going to meet her Nonna.

"Here my little butterfly! Drink this milk and eat a brownie; it will bring you good luck," Nonna said, putting a tall glass of milk on the kitchen island and unpacking yummy gooey brownies. Nonna aka Faye Thompson was a short lady- probably where Felicity got her height, with expertly styled shoulder length blond hair.

She also took yoga classes with Donna and Felicity and had a side of sass with her that Felicity had inherited.

"You look so pretty my butterfly! Maybe you'll find a wonderful man there!" Faye gushed, clapping her hands and jumping excitedly. Both Faye and Donna had set up blind dates for Felicity for years now, hoping that she would start producing babies. The blind dates were from doctors to fast food workers but none of them had interested her much to the dismay of the two women.

Felicity grabbed a brownie and sat down at the island. She will have to work a little bit more during pole dancing class to lose those extra calories.

She finished her milk and got up to rinse away the brownies with some mouth wash before kissing the two women and rushing to her car.

"Good luck darling! Call us to let us know what happened. We love you!" Nonna yelled from the porch. Felicity waved at them before starting the car.

"Hi! I'm Felicity Smoak. I have an interview with Mr Jonas at 9.15," Felicity said brightly to the perfectly coiffed receptionist. The woman, Shannon smiled automatically and replied,

"15th floor, left corridor."

"Umm thank you," Felicity replied, smiling. Well I should fit just fine in here. Felicity grabbed her laptop bag and file before going to the elevators. She managed to press the elevator button while juggling her file and laptop case, which she was sure made her look like a complete mess.

"Hi! I'm Felicity Smoak. I have an interview with Mr Jonas at 9.15," Felicity said for the second time to another perfectly groomed woman.

"Yes Ms Smoak. Please have a seat, Mr Jonas will see you in a few minutes," the woman, Grace indicated to the fancy and polished seating area.

Queen Consolidated was one of the biggest companies in Starling City and Felicity had been ecstatic when they had called her for an interview. She needed this job desperately to help pay for Nonna's medical bills. Nonna had been diagnosed with kidney disease 6 months ago and the bills were exorbitant. That is why they had to move to Starling City where multi-national companies grew like weeds. The doctors had advised transplant but the cost of it had nearly made Felicity swoon. But she still had to help Nonna get well.

"Ms Smoak? Mr Jonas will see you now. You may go in," Grace interrupted her thoughts.

"Thank you Ms Grace," Felicity jumped and in the process managed to slam her knee in the table. Pain shot through her leg as magazines fell in a disarray on the floor. Felicity felt her cheeks heat as she scrambled to pick up the magazines and apologized profusely to Grace.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" Felicity said frantically.

"Ms Smoak, it's okay! Someone will clean up," Grace said gently.

Felicity straightened her clothes and put her hands on her hot cheeks. Way to go Felicity!

Grace laid a comforting hand on Felicity's arm and smiled kindly,

"It's okay Felicity. It happens to everyone."

"I don't think that it happens to everyone on a daily basis," Felicity muttered.

Grace laughed quietly and wished her good luck before going back to her desk. Felicity took a deep breath picked up her things before going to the office.

"Good morning Mr Jonas," Felicity said brightly while closing the door behind her.

"Good morning, you have a 2 minutes lateness. Have a seat," Mr Jonas said shortly, without looking up from the file laid down in front of him.

This was going to be a loooong day.

1 hour later

Felicity stood in front of the elevator, feeling completely drained. Mr Jonas was a slave driver. He had made her unlock a blocked server, track a glitch in their mainframe and asked her all types of questions to "make sure that she knows what she is doing."

Mr Jonas was a short balding man who Felicity was almost certain was a male chauvinist. She knew that he was not happy to have a woman in the IT department but Felicity saw the admiration and respect in the man's eyes at some point during the torture.

Felicity said goodbye to Grace before entering the empty elevator. She leaned her head against her glass reflection in the elevator and closed her eyes. She hoped that she got the job. She NEEDED that job.

As the elevator doors opened, Felicity moved out only to slam into a wide, firm chest. Her file went flying as boiling hot coffee splashed on her pristine white blouse. She gasped at the immediate pain before pulling back from the wide firm chest. Steely arms however kept her fixed firmly to the chest. Felicity pulled at the sleeve of her blouse to ease the pain before looking up furiously into a pair of gorgeous, icy blue eyes.

Oliver Jonas Queen. Of course, she was going to slam into her boss's boss's boss and spill his coffee on her interview.

"I'm..I'm- I'm so so sorry. Umm let me replace your coffee," Felicity stuttered nervously.

Oliver Queen was quiet before he pushed her away from him and shouted.

"Can't you see where you are going? Are those glasses only for showcasing?" Oliver Queen sneered. Felicity blushed and looked up to see that all activity around them had stopped and everyone was looking curiously at them. Great! What an amazing first impression!

"I'm s-sorry Mr-"

"Oh shut it! I don't care for you bloody excuse! Get me some coffee! And make it quick, I don't have the time to deal with a dim-witted four eyed wench!" he continued, looking down at his watch.

Dim-witted four eyed wench?!

Felicity could feel her anger getting out of control and snapped,

"You ruined my blouse!"

Oliver glanced up and looked at the blouse in question.

"You ruined my $3000 Armani suit!" Oliver roared.

"3000? Who buys a $3000 suit? Is it made out of saber-toothed tiger skin?" Felicity sassed back. Around them snickers and burn sounds could be heard. Oliver's nose flared as his eyes flashed blue fire.

"Do you know who I am, little girl?"

"Unfortunately yes, I do. Oliver 'Playboy' Queen."

"Excuse me?"

"You are excused, Mr Queen. Now if you will excuse me, I have to go change my new blouse!" Felicity said dismissively. She bent to pick up her file before pulling her handbag on her shoulder and passing by him, her head held high. She slammed her shoulder against his shoulder- well his arm as she passed him.

A hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her back against a now familiar wide, hard chest. Her back slammed against his chest and his expensive cologne engulfed her and messed with her senses. She gasped and stopped breathing as Oliver whispered in her ears

"I eat little girls like you for breakfast."

"You would choke on me," Felicity muttered back before wrenching herself away from him and walking briskly into the cold air.

What the hell did I just do?

"What did I dooooooo?" Felicity moaned as she gulped her wine. It was now 8.30p.m and she was sitting in the TV room with Donna and her best friend Laurel. After her fight with the mighty Oliver Queen and once her anger had dissipated, Felicity had started to feel anxious.

What if I don't get the job? Me and my side of sass.

She had now narrated everything to her mom, Nonna and Laurel. While her mom was trying to console her, Laurel and Nonna were ecstatic.

"Don't worry baby. I'm sure that they won't disqualify you for that," Donna said soothingly as she passed the Rocky Road flavored ice cream to Felicity. The latter dug in and moaned, slamming her head back on the couch's arm before closing her eyes.

"On the scale of 1 to 10 of my scale, how hot and fuckable is Oliver Queen?" Laurel asked casually as she stole a spoon of Rocky Road from her. Laurel was an attorney and it went without saying that she had absolutely no filter in her mouth unlike Felicity which was most of time involuntary. They could not have been more different. Felicity was blond and blue- eyed and short while Laurel was tall and toned with gorgeous glossy brown hair and beautiful amber eyes.

Felicity opened her eyes and glared at her best friend- the bitch looked like a cat who just ate the cream.

"Seriously? That's what you have to say to me?"

"Well! You've been on a dry- spell for 2 years now. Maybe you need to have a ride," Laurel winked.

"Laurel! Seriously!" Felicity shouted, wide-eyed.

Laurel ignored her and started laughing. Donna failed to hold back her laughter at her daughter's shocked face.

Felicity groaned and covered her face with her hands.

"I won't get the job now. My life is over," she moaned, her words muffled. Suddenly her cell phone rang, making her groan again.

"What now?" she muttered before grabbing it from the coffee table.

"Hello? Yeah, it's she. What? Are you serious? Is this a joke? Really? Uh-huh. Okay. Yes, yes. Thank you! Thank you so much!" She hanged up before looking in daze at her mom and Laurel.

"Who was that baby?" Donna asked.

"I got the job. I start tomorrow," Felicity whispered. Donna and Laurel, both started jumping up and down as they squealed with delight. Felicity jumped and hugged them both as she started squealing as well.

She was excited but she was still feeling uncomfortable. How was she going to face him when she saw him?

Over at QC, Oliver Queen smiled evilly as he rolled a snow globe in his hand. He was going to have so much fun breaking her. He could not wait.

*A/N: So did you like it? I know that I am portraying a very different Oliver Queen but I kinda like him like that. Please let me know what you guys think in the review section and I will try posting a second chapter very soon. Stay tuned and don't forget to follow me on tumblr: pixinixiuniverse. Thanks again for reading my lovelies,

Cheers,

Pixi*