Someone flirts/asks them out in front of you!: Ezio,Jacob,Arno.
The school had hired a new secretary, [S/n] she was cute, tall, redhead,… And thirsty as hell for Ezio and she wasn’t subtle about it! Students and staff alike would noticed and watch her flirt with every chance she got. Example: unbuttoning her blouse to flash her bra, ’accidentally’ dropping something and bending down to pick it up, while giving her ass a little wiggle and would peek over her shoulder to see Ezio was watching?
He wasn’t he was busy checking over his lesson plan, When that didn’t work, she boldly pressed her tits as against his back as she wrapped her arms around his bicep, only for the Italian man to tense up and pull out of her hold, she pouted as he told her the ‘no touching during school hours’ rule and would like to keep his job thank-you.
Now you think the kids or the staff would step in and tell S/n that Mr. Auditore was spoken for, But she was a grade 'A’ B*tch to people when he wasn’t around. putting people down, talking about them behind their backs and straight up bullying the kids.
Then S/n saw Ezio leaving for the day, Now was her chance! she ran over to him about to call out, only to back-peddle and sneer in disdain when she saw Y/n with him…
why would someone like Ezio talk to some mouse like Y/n? She decided not to dwell on it, Y/n was plain and S/n was beautiful as if he’ll refuse her! she thought smugly.
“Ezio!~, So this is where you’ve been hiding.~”
“Hello, S/n what I can do for you."
"Oh, what can’t you do for me?~” She purred caressing his arm, Ezio looks every uncomfortable, but S/n hadn’t noticed as she bit her lip, picturing just what he’d be like in bed. “Maybe you can show me, after dinner perhaps?” She purred eyeing him hungrily.
“Sorry, but he has plans tonight." Y/n’s voice cut in sternly S/n pulled away the Italian and glaring daggers at the y/ht woman. "Oh, really and just how do you know that?” the redhead hissed venomously.
“Cuz I’m the one who made them.” Y/n barked back with equal animosity, S/n snorted and looked at some spectators like ’do you believe this crap?' And was going to voice that thought! until one of the girl’s shouted “You tell her Mrs. Auditore! Fight for yo man!” that’s when S/n pulled her head out of her ass long enough noticed the wedding ring on Ezio’s raised his hand as he waved the kids off.
“No,no there will be no fighting! Go home.” he ordered the students to go home the kids murmured disappointed that there wasn’t going to be a cat-fight as Ezio turned to the bemused secretary. “And you, se non vuoi fotterti così tanto, fottiti, cagna!” he huffed annoyed as the redhead raised a drawn on brow obviously not understanding.
“He said if you wan’t to f*ck something so badly, Just f*ck yourself bitch!” Y/n translated and high-fives her husband, S/n gawked at the couple in disbelief as they got into their car and drove off, before letting out this pterodactyl like screech. She quit the next day.
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Jacob [modern au] (Jacob runs a gym called Rooks: Fitness and self-defense.):
“She’s not here for just fitness training you know..” Evie said to her sister-in law while they observed the new gym members from the front desk. “Who’s not just here for the fitness?” Y/n asked cocking a brow curiously, and briefly wondering if someone signed for the defense package and she’d mislabeled them! Her husband had her on desk duty now that she was in her second trimester for their second child, (your son was at school.)
“that brunette girl in purple, apparently she’s just smitten with that thick headed oaf of ours.” She explained to the y/hc woman hummed not even surprised, this wouldn’t be the first time a woman or man joined the gym with the intention of bedding Jacob, they of course they usually backed off once they figured out he was married and wasn’t budging from Y/n.
Well, except for that one man who stalked them and desperately tried to coax the couple into having a threesome with him, He was like 50, smelled like sardines and looked like a gargoyle! He threw a big toddler level tantrum; stomping his feet, screaming and name calling, when they told him that he had to leave, he threw a metal sports bottle at Y/n which broke her nose! Needless to say that guy left the gym in an ambulance with three cracked ribs, two black eyes a broken jaw.
Y/n was brought out of her thoughts by a beeping she looked down at the monitor call from training room 4. “Excuse me Evie, Jacob asking for water.” She said pulling a water bottle out of the fridge, and heading to the room. When she got there Y/n could hear [purple girl/PG] talking with Jacob they were using the weights if hearing correctly, and the brunette made no effort trying to hide she was flirting with the British man hard.
Every time she tried steer him to details about himself or asked for his number he’d say. “You’ve got enough details, You’ve already got the gym number.” Basically shooting her down everytime, but she wasn’t taking the hint.
Y/n knocked and walked in Jacob’s eyes lit up the second he saw her. “Hey there darlin.~" Jacob purred in an instant Y/n watched P/G’s face sour as her husband pulled away from the weight machine turning his attention on her. "Hi Jacob.” the y/ht woman smiled shyly as her husband moved closer to her.
His body was radiating heat like furnace a welcoming feeling to the pregnant woman; the AC upfront was on full blast so Y/n was freezing her arse off! It took everything she had not to hug and leech off of Jacob who was pretty much oblivious to P/G getting irate as he playfully chatted with his wife. “How goes manning the front?” he mused and before Y/n could even answer.
“Why are you even talking to that cow Jacob, her hair so obviously fake!” P/g’s voice rudely cut in jealousy evident in her tone. After a few seconds of silence, Jacob scrutinized the brunette who was giving his wife a nasty look. "Really now? It certainly didn’t look fake last night or when she gave birth to my son.“ he quipped it took a split-second for the brunette to register what the British man had said, her face turned maroon before grabbing her things and leaving in a huff.
The couple watched her leave not even fazed.
"That was what, the third one this month?” Jacob asked pulling Y/n close to him noticing she was shivering, the y/nat woman paused thinking it over. “hmm, The Fifth. four was that blond dude who asked me who the daddy was?” the hazel eyed hummed remembering now, whilst gently rubbing her belly. “one and two just gave up and started dating each other…"she trailed off trying to recall the third person.
"and number three didn’t even make through the front door, she walked in saw us kissing did a U-turn and left.” she felt Jacob chuckle against her back they walked back to the front desk, Where Evie was sitting she said P/G cancelled her membership before leaving and was absolutely livid. Her brother and SIL just shrugged “Hey she was the one wouldn’t take the hint.” Jacob said his sister just rolled her eyes and the three went back to work.
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Arno Dorian : [Takes place before they had a kid.]
Y/n was getting sick her throat was sore meaning she was unable to sing for a while, so Arno had to hire a temporary stand in for his wife. {Temp’s name: T/n] she was spoiled, had raven hair, was pretty and had blue eyes… And oh, boy did did the others see the dollar signs in the young lady’s eyes the second she stepped foot in the cafe and noticed Arno, it was obvious she took this job because she saw Arno was young, attractive and had money. All the attributes a gold-digger looks for in a man.
But what the ravenette didn’t know was that Arno was already spoken for, His and Y/n’s marriage wasn’t exactly common knowledge only a few selection of friends knew including his employees. But none of them had bothered telling [T/n] assuming Arno already told her of his marital status and the french man assumed they told her.
Needless to say T/n laid the flirting and attention seeking on thick, she would always act super sweet and flirty when Arno was around, tried to drag his attention away from the other female staff and customers, The blue eyed vixen tried to convince the brown haired man to take special practice sessions with her too help her improve her melody. Unfortunately for her Arno too busy with his other job and he also knew little to nothing about singing, according to those around him. “"Monsieur Dorian you are man of many talents… But singing is not one of them.”“ She didn’t let that deter her as far as T/n was concern, she and Arno were already together he just didn’t know it yet.
[Unbeknownst to Arno, Y/n would secretly leaving their room while he was busy or out doing assassin contracts, She wanted to see how things were going with T/n and if any of her fans was giving the younger girl trouble, what she saw was the opposite, It became quite clear what the ravenette was a spoiled brat whose never been told "no” before, nor had she ever lifted a finger to help around the cafe. and to make matters worse it was quite clear T/n was fishing for a husband and it was obvious she had her eyes set on Arno, luckily he was too worried over Y/n’s health and his other work to care.]
Arno was gone for a few days and T/n decided to boss everyone around make them redecorate and cook for her and her friends, of course no one did anything she told them to do! It was like they didn’t realize who she was? She was to be Mrs. Dorian one day, and and they best remember that! she snarked at one of the cooks who looked at her like she’d grown three heads.
“Oh Little girl, You are many things. But Madame Dorian you are not.” the old man barked before pointing behind her “that’s Madame Dorian.” he stated T/n nose scrunched up as she whirled around to see a sickly looking Y/nat woman coming down the stairs she Y/ht &Y/wt and had Y/hl/hc hair and wary Y/ec, T/n was confused qui était cette garce? and why was she coming from Her Arno’s apartment?!
The ravenette made her way over to this, this…Harlot! with the intention of throwing her out and giving her piece of her mind! How dare she sneak into her cafe! when Arno’s voice cut in.
“Y/n! what are you doing out of bed?” the french man said fretfully rushing over to the y/ht woman who was looking around confused. “I heard yelling, and someone calling me so I came to see…” She said as Arno checked her temperature and sighed before noticing T/n staring at them gobsmacked.
The brown haired man frowned. “T/n? go back upfront you’re not allowed back here.” he informed as the confused ravenette snapped out of her stupor and pointed an accusatory finger at Y/n “You let that in!!” She shrieked as Arno pushed the Y/hc behind him. “ Her name is Y/n, She's my wife and can go where she pleases…” he hissed venomously the young woman jaw tightened. “What do you mean she’s your wife?!?!” T/n was frothing at the mouth declaring Arno was hers.
“Mine,Mine Mine!!!" she whined throwing a tantrum and like a child denied a new toy, next thing they knew *Slap* T/n stopped screaming and now held onto her now sore cheek as a stony faced Y/n stood before her. "Stop acting like a brat! You’re an adult for Christ’s sake!” The y/nat woman said sternly as the ravenette gawked at her before glancing at Arno who had the same cold look as his wife.
“Don’t look at him, he’s not going to help you!”
“*starts crying crocodile tears*”
“Crying won’t help either!” Y/n crossed her arms as the ravenette realized no one was falling for her tricks as the y/ht woman kept her gaze on her. “Now you going swallow what little dignity you have left, and your going tell friends to pay for their meals and to leave,” T/n opened her mouth to protest but Y/n cut her off.
“Than you’re going apologize to the staff.”
“I don’t have to take this! you can’t boss me!”
T/n snapped Y/n turned to Arno with a cock brow he shrugged. "You’re fired.“ he said nonchalantly as the ravenette gaped at Arno like a fish, before realizing he wasn’t joking! the blue eyed girl turned a nice shade of purple and stomped out of the kitchen screeching at her friends that they were leaving!
Her friends who hadn’t finished their food looked at her confused before Arno snapped they weren’t going anywhere until they paid, Which one of them said something about T/n being engaged to the owner and he was paying for it. "Funny because I don’t remember making such a deal, nor do I remember proposing…” He sneered at the audacity this woman.
They all paled and stammered about leaving their coin-purses at home before looking at annoyed T/n the ravenette blanched realizing she didn’t have the money to pay for all of it she spent it all, the situation was eventually settled as Y/n sent one of their wait staff to go fetch T/n’s father who was livid and embarrassed by his daughter’s behavior and basically lat her have it it was the last straw!
She’s was going to her aunt’s farm to learn an honest days work and some discipline! as T/n kept her head down as he drag her out of the cafe. Causing Arno and Y/n to burst out laughing a few minutes later in disbelief that this seriously happened.
“Oh by the way I’m pregnant.” Y/n chirped before disappearing up the stairs Arno who was still laughing at the whole situation didn’t even register what his wife had just told. “Your pregnant!” He chortled then slowly his laughter died down and his expression changed to bemusement then shock. “Your preg..pr.Pregnant?!” He stammered got up from his chair nearly tripping on his feet as he ran up the stairs calling her name.
Translation : qui était cette garce? = Who is this bitch?
