Assistance
Lawyer!SevikaxFem!Reader
Modern AU
18+
made up last names.
Jan 28
6:17am
“Oh my god, fuck yess” you moan.
“Yeah, you're taking me so good baby”, a low yet feminine voice growls.
“I'm gonna come, please don’t stop”
Before you could reach your climax, a blaring sound interrupts you. You spring up from your bed.
“fuck” your groan “another dream” you say as you rub your eyes.
You look to your nightstand and see the time.
“SHIT!” Your suddenly wide awake. Today is your first day as a receptionist at some law firm. It is currently 6:20 and you have to be there by 7. And it's a 25-minute drive!
Jumping out of bed and practically running into your bathroom to brush your teeth and wash your face. No time for your skincare routine you just slap a bunch of moisturizer on your face. Hurrying to your closet to get dressed. You grab the first thing you see. A pinstripe long sleeve top with a plain black pencil skirt. Putting a quick coat of mascara and lipstick and you're out the door. Bag, shoes, and keys in your hands struggling to unlock your car. Once you get it you see your tank is nearly empty. You were going to fill it up last night but you decided to wait until this morning big mistake. “6:36” on the clock you have no time for gas.
You arrive at the office 7:03 am, parking is a bitch. Walking up to the building, it’s older looking maybe 30 years. Big letters “S.V & S.D Law Firm” hang over the entrance.
“Your late.” Is the first thing you here as you walk through the double glass doors. There stands a man looks about in his 50’s, kind of scrawny looking, his left eye seems to be prosthetic, but with glare that could kill.
“ I know I'm so sorry Sir, parking was-”
“I don't care for excuses.” He cuts you off.
“Right I'm sorry Sir it wont happen again”, you say very intimidated.
“ Yes it won’t, as you probably know you are replaceable so don’t let it happen again.” he sternly said.
“Jesus Silco already belittling people before the day begins?”, a voice that is familar says.
“i was just-”
“ Just what...”, out walks from around the corner a beautifullly handsome woman. Her muscles look like they are begging for release from her biceps. Dark skin, with scars on her perfect face leading down to her neck. And oh my god her nose.
She is all too familiar.
“Hello, did you hear me?” you barley hear her voice say.
“Yes, sorry can you repeat that.” you say barley able to look into grey eyes.
“See we hired an idiot” the old man mutters as he walks out he main entrance into what you guess is his office.
“Your y/n right our new receptionist?”
“Yes, I am”
“Pleasure to meet you” she says reaching out her large hand.
“You as well ma’am”, you shake her hand. They seem to be almost double your size and her fingers are so long and thick.
*I know those come in handy* you think to yourself.
“Please address me as Ms. Verma and this is Mr. Davies”
“Of course, Ms. Verma”
She smirks at you looking you up and down. “Skirts a bit short, no?” she says quietly.
Caught off guard you feel your face heat up in embarrassment, or is it arousal?
“I’m sorry if I'm not in dress code I was in a hurry getting dressed this morning”, you quickly say.
“I never said I didn’t approve, did I?” she smirked. “I’ll show you to your desk”
You follow closely behind her as she leads to your desk. She looks even taller from behind, she probably about 6’2”.
“Here is where you’ll be spending most your time if you're not running errands for Mr. Davies and I.” She quickly shows you how to work the phones and makes appointments.
“I assume you know how to send emails so I’ll leave you to it”
“Alright thank you”
“Hey and don’t worry about Mr. Davies he's not exactly a morning person”, she says with a hand on your shoulder that slides down your arm before she walks off to your office.
“What kind of job is this?”
Pt. 2
