"Where'd you get it?"
Mikasa tossed the key up and down, catching it with the same hand she tossed it with each time, not taking her eyes from Annie's.
"Oh, have my ways."
Up and down, just like the way she was looking at Annie, up and down.
"Play my games, and some are foolish enough to play along." She pushed Annie's back against the elevator wall, kissing her with all her emotion.
"What was Ms. Ackerman like?" asked Annie's best friend, Sasha Braus.
"Intense, smart... intemidating."
Sasha nodded, eating some chips.
Oh yeah, seductive too, a real sexy-ass-bitch.
Annie bit her tongue, why would she say that about her?
"So, what does she do? Other than, you know, be rich." Sasha wasn't always the brightest.
Fucking bitches gettn' laid.
Annie bit back that one too.
"Well, just had an interview with me for a job."
Lie. It was an interview, but Mikasa really just wanted to get to know Annie, when she saw Annie walking in the mall, Mikasa asked if she'd like a job interview to be her assistant, Annie had agreed.
Why did she kiss me?
Annie shook her head.
"Something bothering you?"
Annie looked up.
"No, no! I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
Does Sasha ever shut the fuck up?
They reached the door to Annie's apartment and bid each other a good day. Annie set down her purse and flopped out on the couch, tomorrow was going to her first day as Ms. Ackerman's assistant.
Tomorrow's going to be pretty damn interesting.
Mikasa Ackerman was a well known name over the country, she was a real important lady, and probably the wealthiest in the country too. The building Mikasa worked in was ten stories, and she was the boss of literally everyone in there, basically owned them. Mikasa worked on the top floor and the room was just one big office, her's. It was all organized perfectly and always up to date on cleaning. There were two chairs looking out the window, (All of the walls were just one big window, except the elevator.) Mikasa's big desk in the middle of the room with a couch that sat in front of it, (It was only ten feet from the elevator since that was in the middle of the room too) pictures hung wherever there was wall, bookshelves, and a mini fridge and counters and a sink. Annie felt lucky to work with someone that important, someone everyone else knew. The logo for the building was a symbol called the 'Wings of Freedom'.
I should wear nice clothes if she's really that important, shit, I hate dresses.
Annie walked in the building the next day, she wore a short, red, dress that was only about a foot from her hips and clung tight to her body. She wore black open toed shoes and wore a lacy black choker around her neck. She had made sure that her mascara and red eye shadow was perfect along with her light pink lip stick. Annie had her normal messy bun with her bangs hanging in her face, only she had clipped a black flower clip into her bun.
"Good morning Annie!" a small strawberry blond about her height greeted from behind the receptionist desk.
"Good morning Ms. Ral." Annie greeted back, standing at the desk. Petra sat in her black swivel chair and looked up at Annie.
"Ready for your first day?"
"As I'll ever be Ms. Ral."
"Oh please, just call me Petra!"
A short man a little taller than Annie and Petra who was the other receptionist sat in his seat next to Petra and scoffed at Annie, he looked like he was about to gag from listening to the girls chat.
"Good morning Levi." Petra greeted, handing him a cup of iced tea.
"Thanks Petra." he muttered.
Petra dialed the phone to the top floor.
"Good morning Ms. Ackerman, Annie's here... Alright I'll send her right up... see ya later!" Petra hung up and stood, handing her a stack of papers.
"Good luck!"
"Thanks."
Annie stepped into the elevator with a really tall brunette girl who was heading for the fourth floor.
"Hello!" she greeted.
"Good morning Ms. Zoe." Annie tried her hardest to be polite.
"Ah just call me Hanji!" the girl laughed, giving Annie a friendly, let hard pat on the back. Annie stumbled forward, almost dropping her papers. After a while, Annie got off on the first floor, she walked over to Mikasa's desk and waited patiently for her to finish whatever she was writing. One after the other, Mikasa sat there, signing papers. Annie stood patiently, watching the oriental woman work. Mikasa wore a long sleeved black shirt and black overcoat that clung to her body and arms, she wore nice black shoes and black skinny jeans. Of coarse, she also had her signature red scarf that her foster brother had given her so long ago. Mikasa had an expensive diamond bracelet on her left wrist and a black tie around her neck under her scarf. Mikasa looked up.
"'Morning Annie." she didn't sound amused, she was too engrossed into her work. Annie set down the papers on Mikasa's desk and waited once again.
Mikasa looked back up.
"May I ask you a favor?"
"Yes ma'am, that's why you hired me." Annie murmured, setting down her red purse.
"Then may you file these?" Mikasa asked, handing her another stack of papers and pointing to the filing cabinets.
"Yes ma'am." Annie walked over to the filing cabinets, then tried to open one.
"Ms. Ackerman?"
"Yes?"
"It's locked."
"Here." Mikasa opened a drawer in her desk and tossed Annie a key.
"I believe that's the right one."
Annie tried it.
"Yep."
Mikasa went back to signing papers and Annie began filing the papers. When she was done she stood by Mikasa's desk again. Mikasa put some of the papers into a folder, which she put into a drawer with two other folders, and put the rest in a stack.
"May you file these too, and make me a cup of coffee please?"
Annie nodded.
"Yes ma'am."
Annie took the stack of papers and filed them, then made a fresh pot of coffee, putting some into a mug and giving it to Mikasa, handing her the file key as well.
"Thank you Annie." Mikasa sat back and her chair leaned back a little.
"You can sit down." Annie nodded and sat on the couch. Mikasa leaned forward, her arms on the desk.
"I'd like to know more about you Annie."
"Well Ms. Ackerman, there's not much to know, heh heh, I mean, just look at me."
"I am."
Annie's eyes widened, she felt herself slightly blush, and it wasn't just the blush she was wearing.
Is she doing one of her little, 'games'? What does she want from me?
"W-What-What do you want from me?" Annie asked.
"To know you,"
Mikasa came up and sat next to Annie, pulling her onto her lap.
"feel you,"
Annie sank back into Mikasa's hold as Mikasa stroked her blond hair gently and seductively.
"love you."
Mikasa begun to run her fingers down Annie's back. Annie nuzzled the side of her head into Mikasa's chest, forgetting her worries about Mikasa's, 'games'.