disclaimer: this fic in no way represents vox akuma himself, but instead the character he plays in this video
cw: my rusty writing skills, ceo vox akuma x secretary reader, imbalanced power dynamics, dubcon, i listened to the asmr for the first time to get inspiration for dialogue so i'm sorry if it's too similar, hopefully i characterized him right?
Click. Click. Click. The sound of Vox’s brown leather loafers echoed throughout the hallway. Vox clutched his briefcase, walking past the empty desk only a few feet away from the door to his office. He stopped, turning to look at it. Where was…? Oh. That’s right, he had fired her. Though, they should have found him a replacement by now. He was a busy man, he had no time to schedule his own meeting or answer phone calls from business partners attempting to suck up to him in order to gain favor. He hoped that the new one would show some promise. The amount of secretaries in the past that had tried to offer him a blowjob in exchange for their job had made him nauseous. Did they think that he had no integrity? Well, it's not like he didn't indulge them once in a while.
Just as he pushed open the large wooden doors to his office, you came bursting through the doors. You panted heavily, forehead moist with your sweat from rushing through the streets and up the stairs (you didn't really have the time to wait for an elevator). Vox stood still, an awkward silence filling the room. "So what's your excuse, hm?" You fidgeted with your fingers in nervousness. Looks like you really blew it. Mr. Akuma was known to be a cutthroat business man, willing to sacrifice whatever or whoever stood in his way. "I-I'm really sorry sir!" Ah, of course you were groveling to him. He turned around to face you, eyes showing not a hint of sympathy. "Do you really think a sorry will cut it?" He spoke harshly, causing you to flinch a bit. Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Almost adorably pathetic. Maybe Vox also lacked a bit of integrity. "Follow me", he said before walking off into his office. You scrambled after him like a lost puppy. You felt the pit in your stomach deepen. Were you about to be fired? You had worked so hard to get this job, beating out all the other applicants, going through rounds and rounds of interviews. Vox stared up at you from behind his desk, studying you. Of all the things people had told you about him, they had failed to tell you that he was quite a handsome man.
You sat down in a chair on the other side, worried about your fate. "So," He broke the silence, "You are aware of how badly you fucked up today, correct?" You sat quietly, staring down at the floor. "Answer me." You let out a deep breath. "Yes sir. And again I am so, so sorry for-"" "There's no need for you to beg. I know how vigorous the interviews are here. After all, I'm the one who gets the final say in who gets hired here. It would really be a shame for me to let you go, especially since you're such a qualified candidate. Thankfully, I'm a generous man. I'll give you a second chance. In exchange for a favor, that is." Your eyes shot up, a surprised look on your face. Maybe the rumors weren't true. "Sir thank you so much! I'll do anything!" That was of course hyperbole but Vox didn't care. "Anything, you say? "You really should've been more careful about what you said around him. A charming smile etched itself upon the mans face, though it may have been more condescending than anything. "Well, I could think of one thing you could help me with." He stood up, towering over you. He almost glided over to you, standing behind your chair. His hands slithered down your shoulders and rested them on your chest. Your face was tickled by the feeling of his hair against your cheek as you held your breath. "Do you really want to keep this job? Cause if so, you'll do exactly as I say." You shuddered with the warmth of his breath hitting your ear.
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