Fated to you

by Sane24

After being brought back from their escape, Mrs. Cooper devises a plan that separates them both for a while. Karma and Amy then both go their separate ways and lived apart for years until they are brought back together in life - once more - as none other than co-workers and the instant animosity between them both is apparent. Sequel to we're engaged really!

11. One night with the boss

11: Spending the night with the boss

Karma blinks – and blinks again. Karma runs out of the office to find Hera's desk vacant. She walks to the elevator but it is somehow not working as she presses the button down repeatedly. It doesn't do anything. Amy runs back inside the office and starts pacing around, freaking out, "Wait! What about the night guards? Someone must be in this fucking building here at night. This can't be right!"

Amy holds her hands in her hands, and lazily lets her eyes follow Karma's moves around the office. "Yes, there was actually but tonight was a special night for them and I forgot that I had given them permission to take leave today. I alerted everyone in the building to leave early and to secure their belongings. I forgot about it." Amy shrugs.

"Of course you had to forget. Of course you did, you fucking wench!" Karma blames Amy who just stares into space and rolls her eyes. "Help me! Help me! Get me out of here!" Karma yells.

This is the very last floor in this building, who is she trying to call on? The birds? Amy thinks. "Are you seriously yelling? Who is going to hear you? This is a sound proof floor so no noise can leave or be heard from here. No one will hear you; even if there was somebody." Karma is starting to act really stupid right now in her opinions.

Karma runs to the window and starts waving.

"OK, now that's ridiculous. I thought you were stupid but not to that extent. You can only see outside but no one can see on the inside from the outside. This is a one-way mirror and we're too far up high."

"Oh I know. Let's call the firemen. They can break us out of here."

Amy face palms herself, "I forgot again. There a security system at night that breaks the phone switchboard and every other electronic device in the building. So…" Amy takes out her phone and it instantly switches off, "…no service. Deal with it pookie. We're spending the night together."

"Don't call me pookie! I'm not your pookie anymore, remember?" Karma growls.

"Stop being so cold and distant Karma. Don't you think we should probably be on friendly terms, since we're spending the night together?"

"Look, none of that shit! Even if I was crazy, there's no way I would ever spend a night with you."

Amy approaches Karma from behind, "And why is that? It's not like we haven't spent countless nights together before. And most of them, we stayed up – extremely late." Amy closes in the distance, taking Karma completely off guard as she unclasps her arms above her chest, "Perhaps, does it make you nervous to spend the night with me, your ex-fiancée now turned boss?"

Karma walks away from Amy, feeling her strength slowly draining out of her, "You should probably have a key on you."

"I don't."

"I find it weird that the top dog of this building doesn't have the keys."

Amy thinks for a minute and then nonchalantly walks to the small waiting area and sits on one of the couches, "I think I had them but I left them back at my place on my way out this morning."

"How careless!" Karma criticizes the incompetent boss that she has the unfortunate luck to work under.

Amy just shrugs and lies down.

"Isn't it custom, normal for people to go home after they are done working for the whole day? But it seems, this freaking company does things a little bit differently. I feel like I am in a prison." Karma says as she walks back to her desk.

"You see, I can understand where you come from. You were in Europe but now you're back in America. So, get used to your old culture."

"And you're just going to stay there, lying on your back on this stiff couch? You will get back pains if you do." And then, a small thought crosses Karma's mind, "Did you plan all of this Amy? Are you trying to bother me?"

"You're really cocky pookie. I missed that about you."

"Stop calling me that! How annoying!" Karma yells, "So you're not even going to try to get us out of here? I feel you are being very cool about everything."

"Oh come on! You are so capable of anything. Why don't you find your superpowers and get us out of here."

Karma throws her bag at Amy, "You are such a pain in the ass!"

Amy dodges and gets off her couch and heads to the bathroom.

"Where are you going?" Karma asks.

Amy turns on her heels, "I'm going to find food, and eat. Because, being stuck in here with a hungry, hysterical woman like you is dangerous. You might just end up eating me…" she stops and then her eyes darken, "…though I wouldn't mind in the least bit."

"You fucking perverted prick!" Karma shouts, "I'm not hysterical and I am not hungry. I just want to leave this place because I've had enough of you."

"Tell me something Karma. Why is my company bothering you so much? I should be mad one for having the bad luck of being in here with you. You don't see me whining, do you?"

Karma walks around her desk and walks to Amy, "Of course I hate being near you. And why would you be mad to spend the night with me huh? From what I know, I am the one who is supposed to be disgusted with you."

Amy pulls Karma into her as she clasps one of her arms around Karma's waist and brings her in, compelling Karma's breath to cut short and she squeals when their bodies clash together, "Listen to me carefully, pookie…" Amy presses on the last word, "…everyone has their limits and you're very close to know mine. So, I suggest you don't provoke me. Otherwise, you'll have to deal with the consequences." Amy's eyes fall on Karma's lips, desiring very much to kiss her right here, right now, when they're so close.

Karma swallows as she debates on whether Amy is going to make the move and kiss her or not. She seems to be leaning her head down and her proximity is very close to her lips – dangerously. She feels the air slowly receding and she can't breathe at all. She looks down at Amy's lips and she finds herself wanting to grab them. Should she?

They both stay like that for a while, breathing in each other's hair and staring down at each other. They are being pulled towards but both of them resist as they push back, keeping their heads from crashing. They want to do it. They had forgotten about the hatred that they feel for each other in that moment until Karma snaps back to reality and breaks away. She feels flustered and perturbed by the overwhelming feelings. Her heart hadn't beaten that way in a very long time.

Amy steps back, the heat rising off quickly inside of her, "I'm….um…I'm going to…um…look for food." She jogs within the room. She couldn't have gotten out of here fast enough. She takes a deep breath and holds her chest as she leans against the counter inside, "What is this? It's going too fast. I can't breathe." Amy pants. She inhales deeply, and then exhales. She does it a couple of times until she feels that her nerves are more or less calming themselves down. Her breath slowly starts getting back on normal track and she's feeling better. She looks through the cabinets and finds most of them empty. She forgot to fill them up last week. She has been forgetting a lot of things lately, ever since Karma got back in her life. The only thing that she found was a full rye bread and a few tuna canned of food and by luck, two sodas.

She takes them and walks out of the room, whistling a tune as she shakes one of the sodas. She finds Karma un-tucking her shirt from the seams of her skirt as she complains angrily. Her eyes stray down Karma's ass – again. How does she manage to keep that perfect shape ass, God! Amy thinks. What is that woman doing to me?

Amy coughs, "I got food." Amy wriggles the food up.

Karma looks at Amy, and ignores her completely.

Amy feigns hurt, "My love, I was just getting ready to feed you and you're giving me the cold shoulder. And here I am being nice to you. What a shame!"

Karma screams, "Ugh! Having to spend the night here with you is killing me."

Amy steps back, holding up her hands, "Hey, if someone hears you speak that way, they might think that we're actual lovers pookie."

"Look stop being such a pest and rude! I would never do that with a girl like you."

"But you did love; you did. From what I recall, you enjoyed me touching you and kissing you everywhere on your body." Amy takes slow strides towards Karma, who steps back as Amy steps forward, "And you liked it most when I went down on you and you used to beg me, scream my name, and scratch my back…" Amy breathes, "You liked it when I stayed down on you for long, endless minutes, and you moan my name out seductively," Amy bites her lips at the memory of Karma, arching against her bed, trembling as she cums, "and you cum, all over my tongue…"

Karma gasps as soon as her back touches the wall behind her desk and Amy stands in front of her. "It is a shame! This is all in the past now."

Amy sighs, "Yup, that's all in the past now." She walks away. "Look, let's stop talking about things like that. I got us bread, tuna and sodas. You're not going to starve. I'm going to make you a delicious sandwich and you are going to fill up that empty stomach."

"How many times do I have to tell you that I am not hungry? So you can take your sandwich and shove it up where the sun doesn't shine. I'm NOT hungry." Karma shouts.

Amy steps back, feeling her patience being lost in between the frustrated whining of that unpleasant wretch, "Paris had definitely made you bitter!"

"Don't worry Blondie. It isn't Paris." It is your cheating butt. Karma thinks.

"A scorn lover? Maybe…It can't be me because I was perfect." Amy grins.

I can assure that you weren't, not even close. "If you say so…"

"I don't like the sarcastic tone in your voice." She extends her arms and offers Karma a soda, "Accept my soda as a peace offering. Maybe it'll loosen you up a little."

Karma takes the soda from her hand and unclasps the hook of the can and the soda spews out of the tin can and spills all over Karma's body and she screams.

"Karma!" Amy had forgotten about the shaken can. "Don't worry! I'll help you clean up pookie." Amy places the food items down. She steps closer to Karma and starts rubbing on her breasts.

Karma pushes her hands away, "Get your fucking hands off me! You animal!"

"Animal? You're the one who doesn't know how to drink a soda."

Karma hits Amy, "don't fucking play me with me prick! You're the one who gave me the fucking soda!"

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Stop it! I gave it to you as a peace offering. Don't be rude! And say that it is my fault. Are you going to blame the global warming on me too?"

"Shut up!" Karma touches her drench shirt, "what am I going to do now? It is all sticky and wet!"

"Sounds just about right to me!"

Karma rolls her eyes, "You're such a prude."

"Well…maybe…if you want…there's a bathroom inside of the small room if you want to take a bath."

"Of course, then what? I have no spare clothes."

"Don't worry about that. I have a few inside of the room as well."

"What is this room anyway?"

"A small apartment. I told you already."

"You're being too nice to me."

"What? Do you think I played you? For what? To see you naked? To get in the shower with you? I have seen you naked before Karma. And I have taken showers with you."

"It doesn't matter. If you even think about peeking, it will be the last thing you ever see in your life because I'll be the one to make you go blind Amy."

"Please, it's nothing that I haven't seen before. Although, I have to admit that you grew in the back though."

Karma turns on her heels and storms off in direction of the room.

Amy scoffs, "too bad the front got flatter though. As flat as a board."

Amy takes a few minutes, setting down a nice little picnic outside and making the sandwiches, before entering the room and hears the water running. She heads towards the small bedroom and stands in front of the shower, looking at Karma from the other side of the transparent curtain. She stares and her hands start shaking. There's no denying that Karma's body has matured over the years and Amy wanted to touch her.

"Gosh, she's so beautiful." Amy watches as Karma tilts her head back and runs her hands through her wet crimson hair. Her eyes then trail down her perfect sculpture of a body and she immortalized her in marbles. She is that beautiful… all naked in all of her glory. "What are you doing to me Karma?" Amy breathes, keeping her legs from moving to the shower and take Karma right now and then. "I'm too attracted to her God, what am I going to do? I'm supposed to rid that woman out of my system and her being so close to me make it difficult. But I have to. She deceived me and never loved me."

Amy walks beside the small shower where the small bedroom was located. And next to it, was a small closet with a few clothes that Amy had brought, not for occasions like this though. Most of what she had was formal wear and she doesn't want Karma fully clothed. Another small lie won't hurt. She takes off her shirt and hangs it on the small hook near the shower just as Karma walks out naked and Amy sees her naked again after six years.

Karma gasps and brings the curtains about her body, "What are you doing here? Shirtless too. Where is your shirt? What do you want?" she's tired of seeing this girl halfway naked – again. But now she's the one naked and Amy's here.

Amy couldn't find her words. Her mind was filled with thought of a naked Karma and for the brief time that she had looked, she had been able to see a lot. "Wait! Um…I…what…no….before you start insulting me let me tell you that this is not what you think."

"You keep doing a lot of things that makes me think things that I shouldn't be thinking." Karma barks, "What the fuck are YOU doing in here?"

"Why don't stop being such an ingrate and listen to me!" Amy growls, that girl is working on her nerves.

"Don't you dare get close to me! If you do and try anything, I'll fucking kill you!" Karma yells. She looks for a towel but none is closed to her. She looks behind Amy and there's one right there. Just what I needed! Karma scowls.

"Can you stop thinking that I want to harass you sexually?" Yes I do; I absolutely do. "I've seen multiple naked bodies Karma - yours included. It comes with the territory. I'm famous. So, I'm not interested in you – at least not anymore. I took off my shirt so that I could give it to you. I forgot that I had sent the few clothes I have here to the dry cleaners."

Karma ignores her and points to the towel behind her, "Get me that towel! I don't want your shirt." It may be a size bigger but it will still leave a lot of things to see.

Amy looks behind her and smirks devilishly, "Wouldn't you like that?"

"Don't play Amy! Get me the towel!"

Amy hums, "Apologize to me and then I will give you the towel." She takes the towel behind her, "If you want it, and you don't want to apologize, I suggest you try and get it." I'll see you completely naked now. Come on; let's see what you're going to do!

If she thinks that I'm going to apologize for her perverted antics and disrespectful ass, she has another thing coming. If I fight her to try and get the towel, she'll see me naked. Either way is a win-win situation – for her. Karma thinks to herself, "Amy, will you please stop being such a brat and hands me the towel!" Karma grits her teeth in a thin line. That girl is working her nerves. "Give me!"

"No! Apologize!" Or don't, so that I can see you naked.

"Give me the damn towel!" Karma lunges forward for the towel but Amy pulls back.

"No but nice try though." Amy grins. "Either you get my shirt next to you or you apologize to get the towel or you walk out to get that towel or you walk around naked."

A grown ass woman acting like a spoiled brat and being an immature teenage boy, what the fuck did I fall in love with? "Give me the towel!

"No!"

What a child! Is that what she wants? Then fine. Karma moves the curtain and walks out of the shower and stands in front of Amy. She grabs the towel from Amy's hands, "Thank you!"

I was wrong. That girl is perfect, her breasts, her chest, her abs, her…The front is perfect too, just as perfect as her back, oh my God! "I'll just leave you to yourself. Excuse me." Amy runs out of the room and leaves Karma alone.

Karma dried up and managed to find lotion so that she can run over her dry skin. No matter how hard she tries to deny it, she can't walk around in that towel. What if it falls down? She can't go through another excruciating moment of having her boss looks at her naked. It was a bad idea to work together. It is a really bad idea. She takes Amy's striped shirt and wears it. It is better than nothing. She walks out of the room and finds Amy setting up the small coffee table in the waiting area; a white cloth, two plates of sandwich, and two small cups of soda.

Amy whistles as soon as she sees her, "I'll have to admit. You wear that shirt better than I do. I'll gift it to you." She looks at Karma up and down. Karma's hair was still wet a bit since, Amy doesn't really have hair dryer in here. Again, she forgot to buy one. The shirt may be a size too big and hides the important parts but it is so far up on her thigh hat when she sits down, in any way. It will be pulled back up and more things will be discovered to the average eyesight. Amy would have preferred the towel and clings onto the hope of it accidentally falling down on her but the shirt will do just fine.

"Very funny. What's all this?" Karma looks at the set table.

"Dinner for you. Don't you like it?" Amy gestures her hands to display her work well done.

Karma remembers a few of their romantic dates in the past and frowns.

Amy notices, "What? Don't you want to eat something?" She rises off the sofa and runs to Karma, worriedly.

Karma noticed that Amy had taken of her trousers and a step back from her reach, "Amy," Karma takes a deep breath. Patience, patience Lord, give me patience. "Why in the actual fuck are you in your underwear?"

Amy shrugs, "The AC is turned off if you haven't noticed. It's getting hot. If you want to wear my pants, they are right here," she points to one of the sofas, "take it."

"No, I'm fine like this."

OK, it can't get any better than this. "Well, come eat something." Amy invites Karma to sit.

As Karma takes a sit, nervously, down on the floor next to Amy, Amy speaks up, "you know what Karma? I've been thinking. I think we should call a truce because I am tired of fighting with you." I just want to sleep with you. And you being naked like that is making me hornier by the second, "and since, we're going to be around each other day in and day out, working together. We should have a better relationship and leaves personal feelings out of this." Amy scoots down closer to Karma.

Oh God, don't get close to me! You don't know what you're doing to me right now. I'll fucking melt and forget that I am supposed to hate your cheating gut!

"You are a beautiful, stunning woman Karma. As you've always had been, always are, and always will be. I'm sure of it." Amy slides up to Karma even more closely, "After you've taken that shower, you seem more relaxed and this is the first time you've been all night; you are even more beautiful." Amy leans her head slowly closer to Karma, "so beautiful that being so close to you…is a temptation; a huge temptation." Amy leans forward to engage Karma into a kiss, slowly to see if Karma would pull away but Karma seems to be leaning forward too. They are almost close and then Karma jumps.

"I don't think we should do this. What are you - crazy? You're my boss. Don't do that again!"

Amy gets up and walks menacingly towards her, "what did I tell you? If something happens, I won't stop myself."

"Amy, I am warning you. You get close to me, and I put you in a coma."

"I gave you a chance to defend yourself…" she keeps advancing forward with a threatening demeanor and a lustful stare.

"Ok, Ok, I'm wearing the pants." Kama walks around Amy and grabs the pants off the sofa, "Let's just eat. I have no choice but to endure being with you tonight."

Amy rolls her eyes, "why is it so hard for you to be nice to me? I've been nothing but good to you all night. We are going to work together, can't you be friendlier? For old time's sake?"

Karma breathes in exasperation, "Fine, of course. But admit working with you is insupportable. You're an arrogant, hardheaded, meany bastard."

"I'm arrogant? That's a compliment dear, I'm supposed to be. And I've always been arrogant, you know that."

"Well, at least back then, you weren't as much as you are now. It's like I don't recognize the girl that I…" Karma stops, if she continues she might just say something stupid.

"The girl that you what?" Amy asks, "The girl that you walked out on six years ago? The girl that you've completely ignored for six years and not once tried to reach?" the girl that you only loved because of her wealth? Amy thinks to herself.

"It's not like you didn't have anything to do with that."

"What did I have to do with you walking out on me and completely disappear from the face of the earth? I looked for you, trying to see if there was a reason why you would ever do something like that to me right after I proposed to you. You were cruel to me Karma and you are acting like I'm the villain in this fucked-up risible relationship that we have together."

Karma violently turns the small coffee table over, everything spilling over and about everywhere, "You know what, you wench? I'm not going to put up with it. Eat your dinner if you want. I'd rather starve than eat with you." Karma lifts herself and stomped towards the room.

"Karma…Karma…" Amy calls out after her and follows behind her but Karma slams the door shut in her face. Amy knocks loudly, "Karma, stop playing around and open the door!"

Karma broods inside and ignores Amy's pleas and get on the small bed.

Amy knocks for a few seconds more and gives up. She walks over to the couch and lies down, facing the ceiling. The girl is making it impossible for her to hate her and understand her. Karma's the one who left her, broke her heart, lied to her, and took off with her money. She did nothing. So why was Karma acting like she's the one broke her heart. What a selfish pest! Amy drifts off to sleep after that.

In the middle of the night, Karma finds herself being uneasy. Amy was outside, sleeping on the uncomfortable ouch. She can't leave her like this. She decides to leave the room; she finds Amy asleep, positioned on her back, facing the ceiling. She walks over to her side and sits on the edge of the sofa. Karma hesitantly reaches for Amy's face and slowly, affectionately strokes her cheek. She gapes at Amy's peaceful, sleeping face adoringly.

"How I've missed you pooka…You have no idea how much I've missed you." Karma whispers, running her fingers along the outline of Amy's jaw line, "and I still miss you. Even though I don't want to."

She carries Amy bridal style inside the room and places her on the bed. She places the sheets over her and readjusts the pillows underneath her head. Amy shifts her body on the side as she mumbles something faint that Karma managed to hear.

"Why did you lie to me…pookie…why?" Amy incoherently mutters.

"Baby, I never lied to you. You're the one who lied to me." Karma whispers as she sits on the edge of Amy's bed, "I don't think working with you is a good idea Pooka." She sighs, "I'll give you my resignation letter tomorrow." Karma gets up and then bends down to kiss Amy's forehead. She then breaks off, "Baby, I can't be your assistant."

She then takes another set of sheets and pillows and cries herself to sleep on the couch.