One - Levy

I, Levy McGarden, was possibly having the strangest first day anyone could have asked for. A big result from waking up late due to late night drinking with my roomie Lucy and forgetting to eat as I was in a frenzied rush. My day gradually shifted when rain poured down as I exited the train near downtown looking for my newest work building. It was difficult seeing that I was an average foot shorter than everyone else bustling around me talking on cellphones and carrying heavy briefcases.

I stood just over five feet with a bizarre mix of blue hair and golden hazel eyes. Though I was 23, going on 24, people commonly thought I was in high school. Mid college, however, certain assets of mine came into light, specifically my behind and hips. My pale skin was covered by a beige blouse and a gray sweater that did a poor job of shielding me from the windy rain. The Windy City. I guess Chicago was called that for a reason. My legs were covered in slim khaki dress pants that matched my headband, making my outfit give off a sense of formal casualness. Luckily, my feet were covered with black Toms.

The building I was looking for stood tall and proud with large letters spelling out 'R&D Industries'. I worked on the 12th floor of the skyscraper for a small business that specializes in Marketing, for both new and old products. It was called Gilding Corp. I was excited as I stepped inside and looked at the bright and glorious surroundings. I quickly checked into the front desk and retrieved my ID and turn in my leftover paperwork.

"Oh, Ms. McGarden. It will take just one moment to finish processing your information." The lady behind the desk smiled. I somehow liked her smile. It was real.

Today was a Wednesday, and I was strictly told to bring nothing at all. Lucy texted me, wishing me good luck.

"Oi, Mira. I'm heading over to finalize some stuff at Flame Brain's job." A pale man with a firm frame and inky hair said as he shrugged on a coat.

"Sure thing, Gray. And hurry back. Gajeel is having one of those days." She tease. I tapped my fingers on my thigh, trying to not look awkward. I looked around and stared at the magnificent hall. It was mesmerizing.

"I'm surprised he even came in today. He was…. busy last night." The man named Gray said before he chuckled and walked away.

"Just through those doors Ms. McGarden." The white haired desk lady, with the name tag that read Mirajane, said sweetly. I snapped back to reality.

"Thank you."

"If you have any questions or concerns, my contact info will be on your desk. I look forward to seeing you everyday, Ms. McGarden!" She waved to me and I waved back. I smiled and continued walking. Just as I made it through security and past the turnstiles, a burned feeling ran through my spine.

For some reason, I was breathless. Almost disoriented. It felt like crackling electricity. I looked around, knowing eyes were on me. Shaking it off, I nearly struggled to continue walking until I reached the elevator. It wasn't overly crowded. I had a feeling I might have beaten the rush. The doors nearly closed when a huge hand reached in. I scrambled to open the doors, dropping my new ID.

"Thank you." A deep voice resonated. My ID suddenly wasn't on the floor where I kneeled to retrieve it as a hand was in my face. Shivers ran up my spine at the dark tone. I looked up and stopped breathing.

He was handsome. And dangerously attractive. His long hair rested behind his back and his surprisingly pierced face watched me. His piercing red eyes looked at my movements fiercely, almost demanding something from me. He wore a black three piece suit with his suit jacket in his hand. I almost drooled at how his body frame leaned over to help me stand. I felt my skin flush as a wanton feeling swept over my mind. I knew there were strong layers of muscle under that shirt. I suddenly snapped out of it when the elevator began moving. I took the mysterious man's hand and stood awkwardly.

"Um… Thank you." I murmured as I released his hand and took my ID. He leaned against the wall as I pressed my floor and kept my back to him. In the expensive glassy reflection, I could see him watching me, his eyes ruthlessly roaming my body. I could feel my skin warm immensely at this.

There was something different about him. I was no virgin when it came to sex, but this man's presence was ringing many appealing bells in my head. I wanted to be beneath him, letting that firm body pound into me. The dark look on his face told me he could see what I was imagining. I gulp.

His raven black hair ran down his back as he stood over a foot above me. His frame reminded me a lumberjack, or maybe a boxer? I studied his reflection in the blurry metal, uncaring that his eyes might catch my gaze. Those red eyes looked as though they were undressing me. When the doors opened on the seventh floor, the look on his face disappeared. We made brief eye contact before I looked away from his reflection.

I was grateful when I stepped off at the 12th floor to begin my new life. But I couldn't stop myself from turning back to meet the mysterious man heated stare. I couldn't shake the feel that I would meet him again soon.

"Lucy! I'm home!" I exclaimed. The front door closed silently behind me as I threw off my shoes and jacket. I wanted to relax in the bath with my best friend and wine.

"Levy! How was work?" Lucy said from the kitchen. A pot of some type of stew sat on the stove in front of her. I welcomed the scent while heading to the bathroom.

"Wine and Bubbles?" Lucy raised an eyebrow as I stopped by the wine fridge.

"You know it."

In less than twenty minutes, Lucy and I faced each other in the deep bathtub. I relaxed as she sipped her wine and grabbed her phone.

"Spill." She said firmly. I smiled.

"I love my job. My coworkers especially. I thought I was gonna get bad news, but it turns out that the company is moving up seven floors so I will be able to bring my stuff next Monday."

"That is great!"

"I know. And it turns out my boss is gay. His boyfriend is my partner, Jet. Both men are lovely, as well as the rest of my department. They threw me a welcome party."

"That is so sweet. Any hard stuff yet?" Lucy asked while blowing a bubble at me. I smiled.

"Tomorrow, I go in to prepare my note taking in some dreadful meeting with the CEO of the company. It'll be Droy, who is my boss, his secretary Lisanna, and myself. The meeting isn't too serious but is supposed to be dreaded. Lots of important stuff to do. Apparently the CEO isn't always in town to take care of things. Oh, and Lisanna is related to the lady at the front desk, Mira."

"Oh. The CEO. Lemme see… him?" She looked up a picture of the man and showed it to me. My jaw dropped.

It was him. "Fuck."

Lucy raised her eyebrows in shock before looking at her phone. "What is it?"

"Are you sure he is the man?"

"Yeah. Gajeel Redfox. Turning 29. Single Bachelor with an apparent track record with women. Billionaire. Clean record to success. Anger issues. The man is simply successful. An oddly attractive. Oh, he is ranked number 12 as the most paid entrepreneur in the world. He is much richer than your stepdad."

My mind blanked. I had a heated experience with the owner of the building I worked in. And I would be facing him again tomorrow. "Lucy, I need advice."

"About what?" Lucy asked while looking up.

"Redfox and I… kinda had a moment in the elevator. I felt like I was melting, Lu. Just by his gaze. His persona screams hot sex." I whined.

Lucy raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?"

"Yes really. I don't want to mess around with him, but it's hard. I don't sleep around like some whore. And I could see him undressing me with his eyes."

"He is a man whore. I have dealt with guys like this. I got ya."

A/N: My second story. This is inspired by one of my favorite book series and I was excited to write again. I won't be posting my next chapter until I finish up IWLYG. Leave comments and suggestions and I am up to writing small single shots if ya'll want them! Peace!