Request: Hi!Can you do a ceo!luke where y/n and him are married and he’s actually a really strict boss n stuff and one day y/n and their kid come to visit him or bring him lunch or something and he’s super cute with her?
“You’re fired!” He slammed the door in his office and made his way towards his table. He sat down and placed his hands on his head. It was the second employee Luke had fired and it’s not even noon.
He looked through the files and corrected them himself. His employees should be doing this but he’s quite convinced that all of them are incompetent and he wondered why they had been hired in the first place.
They were so close to meeting the investors and everything had to be perfect. The presentation wasn’t nearly done and it’s supposed to be in two weeks. The pressure on Luke reached an all time high. These investors are very important for him to just lose like that.
The door opened suddenly and there was fire in Luke’s eyes. “Don’t you know how to knock?” The poor guy widened his eyes and raised his shaking hand holding a folder of files. “I- I g-got the f-files sir.” Luke held out his hand. “Give them here.” The employee walked towards him and gave it. “I’m really sor-” “Don’t fucking apologize. Just go!” He shouted and pointed at the door. “Ok I’m sorry sir.” “I said go!” The man hurriedly went outside and closed the door, thankful that all he got was a shout and not his job being taken away from him.
The door opened once again and Luke was about to flip off when he heard the voice that makes him lose control. “I feel sorry for that guy. Can you believe he had to face the wrath of such a tough CEO?” You leaned in his doorway and waved the little lunch bag you had prepared for him.
He sighed in relief as he saw it, thankful that he didn’t have to go out to get lunch. “I have a surprise for you.” You smirked at him and he stood up biting his lip. “And what would that be Mrs. Hemmings?” You winked at him as your daughter started running inside his office. “Daddy! Daddy!” He ran towards his dad. He picked her up instantly and placed her on his hip.
“Princess! What are you doing here? You’re supposed to be in daycare.” He looked at you as you walked up to him and kissed his lips. “Your daughter can be an award winning actress.” You chuckle as you continue. “She convinced me she was sick and when I told her I’ll send you some lunch, she magically became better and wanted to see you.”
“Is that true?” He inquired to his little girl who was already pouting at him. “I was sick!” He laughed as he kissed her cheeks. “Okay okay princess, I believe you. Now what did you and mommy prepare?” He brought her to his table and sat down.
You brought the pasta out of the bag and give place it to his table. He opened it and the scent of the pasta filled the room. “I cooked that daddy!” Little Hemmings squealed in his arms. “You did? That’s amazing honey! Now let me taste it.” You gave him the fork and tasted it. He hummed in pleasure. “You sure mommy didn’t make this princess?” She thought for a while. “Just a little.” He grinned widely as she get off from his lap, letting him eat in peace. She walked towards the sofa as she play the dolls she brought from her bag.
“So what made you think bring lunch for me?” He inquired. “Maybe a little fishy told me that you were a volcano early in the morning…” “It’s my assistant, isn’t it?” You nodded. “I’ll fire her.” He said sternly but you just laughed as you sit in his lap. “No you won’t.” You traced you finger on his chest and wiped the sauce from his lips using your thumb.
“Stop teasing me. Our daughter is just two meters away.” He hissed. “What? I’m not doing such thing?” You said innocently. The door opened once again and revealed an employee holding another folder. “The file you ne-” the guy started but Luke was already shouting “Does anyone of you even know how to fucking knock!” “Daddy! Swear jar! Say sorry to the man!” She stood up and placed her hands on her hips.
You snickered, still seating on his lap, not believing that your four year old daughter is scolding her own father in front of his employee. He glared at you as you tried to hold in your laughs but couldn’t when your daughter stomped and said, “Daddy! Say sorry now!” He groaned. “I’m sorry. Now give me the file.” He gritted his teeth.
“That wasn’t nice daddy. Don’t be so tough.” He sighed. “I’m sorry. Now pretty please give me the file now?” He faked a smile and the trembling confused man from the doorway slowly made his way to the table and placed it there. “Do you wanna play dolls?” She offered. He smiled at her and shook his head no. “Okay bye bye.” She waved at him and resumed in playing with her dolls.
“Our daughter will be the death of me I swear.” He mumbled against your lips as you chuckle at your husband who got told off by a four year old.
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