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Pretty in Pages (Nick x OC, Kandomere x OC) Part 11/?

Yo Guys! Part 11 is here! I hope you enjoy it. I will post more as soon as i am able.

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The next morning, he showed up to the office before Violet for a change. He disarmed the alarm before disappearing into his office, continuing his paperwork from the night before. To his surprise, there was very little backlash about all of this. There weren’t even any news reports about an Orc in the Elvish intensive care unit in the Elf District. That surprised him more than anything. He kept watching his screen, waiting to see that Violet had logged on for the day. He had quite the surprise for her and wanted to start her day off on a very good note.

Violet had a very hard time sleeping that night, inappropriate images overtaking her mind whenever she closed her eyes. It had taken her several hours to fall asleep, and when she woke up she realized she had overslept. She scrambled to get ready for the day, but thankfully made it to work on time, only a few minutes late.

Sagging into her chair she rubbed her tired eyes and nibbled on her breakfast bar as she signed onto her computer, clocking in for the day and bringing her planner out to lay it on her desk, starting to fill in all the new appointments on his schedule that they had talked about the night before. She was still slightly sleepy and hadn't even realized that the lights were on or the office unlocked already, something she usually did when she got to work.

The moment her computer showed that she was in, he pressed the intercom button on his phone. “Miss Violet, please, come into my office.” He said before standing up from his desk and straightening out his suit. He wore a very elegant, black, pinstripe suit with matching vest. His long hair was brushed back neatly from his face as usual. He walked around to the front of his desk and leaned back against it, with his hands in his pockets. His fingertips brushing over the paper that he concealed within. He hoped she wouldn’t think she was in trouble for being late. He hadn’t expected her until much later, especially considering how late she was here last night.

Violet squealed slightly when her intercom went off, she was so startled by his voice. Putting a hand over her heart to calm it, she got up and walked over to his office. Tapping on the door she pulled it open and rubbed more sleep from her eyes, “I'm sorry, Kandomere. If I had known you were here already I would have started the coffee. What can I do for you?” she asked, unable to stop herself from admiring his gorgeous frame and attire. His hair was flawless his suit unwrinkled.. where as she looked rumpled and unkempt.

In her hurry to arrive on time she had forgone makeup, her clothes were straight from the clean laundry hamper she never got a chance to iron or put away, and her fluffy, curly red locks framed her face like a halo, only having had time to brush it, not put it up. There were tiny circles beneath her eyes that belied her exhaustion but she did not complain.

“Don’t worry about that, Violet.” Kandomere said before nodding his head toward the chair in front of him. “Please, take a seat. I have something rather important that I believe you and I need to discuss.” He explained, watching her as she sat down. She was a breath of fresh air for him. The fact that she wasn’t always pristine and reserved was a wonderful change of pace. He grew bored dealing with all elves, all the time. Well, until he was called in to try and dig up dirt on an Orc. Dirt that didn’t exist. Nick Jakoby was clean as a whistle other than his lineage. “I know that you and I had briefly discussed the topic of payment. I made a call to my superiors last night and they said they had forgotten that request, not that it excuses it.” He said before pulling out the neatly folded check from his pocket and handing it over to her. “I think that this should be fair for the past two months of effort that you’ve put forth. Please, tell me if you think the number is low, and I can adjust it.” He said calmly. The check was for three thousand dollars. More importantly, this was a personal check, not a business check. He was paying her out of his own pocket for this. He was going to be reimbursed, but he didn’t want to wait two more months for them to make this a priority. He could tell by their tone that they were hoping they could get the human girl to quit, so they could hire someone they felt was more suitable, like an elf student.

Violet slowly sat down when he instructed her to and leaned back in the chair, blinking up at him in surprise as he pulled a check from his pocket to hand to her, “You couldn't possibly have gotten them to write me a check that quickly.” She whispered, looking down at it to realize that she was right. It was a personal check, one that Kandomere had made out himself. For three thousand dollars. She nearly fainted. Swallowing she held the paper gingerly in her hands.

“I… I can't accept this.” She whispered, standing up and stepping closer to press it into his hands, “It's far too much, and a… a personal check. I can't. “ She tried not to choke on the lump in her throat, the emotions threatening to over take her. The fact that he would go through the effort to do something like this for her was overwhelming and tears started to swell in her eyes, “I'm sure I can wait until they correct their mistake and pay me on their own.” She whispered, her hands lingering on his for a moment before pulling them back to clutch them in front of herself.

Kandomere was taken back by her reluctance to take the check. He stood up straight, no longer leaning back against his desk when she stood up and put the check back into his hands. “No, Violet…” He whispered quietly. “It’s hardly enough. I pushed for them to agree to more, but this was as high as they would go.” He explained in a hushed tone, not quite sure why she was crying. “Please, dry your eyes.” He said, not quite sure how to deal with this. His impulse was to wipe her tears, to hold her, but he knew that he could not. She felt her hand against his own, the paper between them. “They won’t correct their mistake.” He explained, focusing on her face, looking into her lovely purple eyes. “They won’t pay you if I leave it up to them. They want you to quit. Despite your wonderful accomplishments, they don’t think you belong in my office. For no other reason than you are human. You were the most qualified, race be damned.” He said before sliding the check back into her hand and using both of his hands to gently close her fingers around it. “They won’t pay you… But they will pay me. If we do it this way, they cannot argue against me, not unless they want a lawsuit on their hands.” He explained before allowing himself a small smile. “You make me forget my own name.” He said before closing his eyes tightly, realizing the error in his words. “I mean… I would forget my own name without your help. Please. Take the check.”

Violet sniffed softly as a tear slid down her cheek, so overwhelmed by the emotions rising up in her chest, his unbelievable generosity. The fact that he wanted to keep her here, wanted her to stay and go through the hassle of paying her himself just so she could keep her job when his company didn't want to pay her. Her lower lip trembled as he pressed the check back into her hand and closed his own around hers.

His warm skin on hers sent a little shock wave through her and she stared up into his eyes, blinking back the tears and giving him a shaky smile, “Thank you.” She whispered softly, lifting one of her hands to wipe the tears from her eyes, “I just… the extent you are going to…. So I can keep my job, and get paid… it's a little overwhelming. No one has ever done something this nice for me before.” she admitted quietly and dried her hand on her sleeve before laying her hand over his and squeezing it tightly.

Her heart skipped a beat when he spoke again, his words making her chest grow tight, but surely that couldn't be what he meant. Tilting her head back she studied him until he corrected himself. Not quite sure why she felt a pang of disappointment when he fixed his statement, she pushed the feeling aside. “We can't have you forgetting your name, now can we?” she said with a little chuckle and nodding, closing her hand around the neatly folded check more tightly, “Thank you. I'm sorry for being difficult.” She said softly.

“You are very welcome, you deserve it.” Kandomere corrected her before taking a handkerchief out of his vest pocket and gently wiping her cheeks before handing the cloth to her. “Like I said… My schedule would be an absolute nightmare if you weren’t here to keep such a close eye on it, Violet.” He assured her before slowly pulling his hand away from her grasp, smiling down at her. “No, we can’t. My name is all I have left sometimes.” He said before shaking his head. He had that urge to kiss her again, but he swallowed his feelings and only nodded his head. “You aren’t being difficult, only surprised. It’s a natural feeling. In a world this cold, it is hard to trust good things when they happen to us.” He explained sadly before he walked back around and sat down at his desk, starting to sort through his paperwork and emails. “You are dismissed, Violet.” He said, returning to his formal office demeanor.

Violet’s cheeks flushed slightly when she felt his hand through the handkerchief against her face, wiping the tear streaks away. She reluctantly let go of his other hand and took the handkerchief, folding it delicately before gabbing at the corners of her eyes with it, “I'll um… have this laundered and bring it back to you.” She assured him, slipping the cloth that smelled like him into her pocket along with the check he had given her.

“You have a meeting at ten o'clock, and your lunch is slotted for right around noon. You have a small window at about 1:15 that I scheduled your massage for, and at two you have a conference call with the Chief of Police.” She informed him softly, getting her morning briefing out before he dismissed her. She bit her lip at the sudden business like tone but nodded her head, “Of course sir.” She gave him a tight lipped smile and left his office, pulling the door shut tightly and sitting down at her desk, her hand slipping into her pocket to run along the handkerchief.

He could tell by her scent and her heartbeat that she liked the handkerchief and he waved a dismissive hand toward her. “Don’t worry about it, Violet. You can keep that.” He instructed casually before letting out a small, dejected sigh when she rattled off his appointments for the day. “At least one thing on that list is sure to be enjoyable.” He murmured under his breath before he watched her leave his office and shut the door. He gave it a few moments before paging her on the intercom again. “Miss Zegetti, please put aside a few moments around 4 if possible, I need to call the Intensive Care Unit at our Bright Specialist hospital.” He said, not giving any explanation, as usual. He was looking forward to her coming back in here, and he scolded himself for it. Hundreds of years. Dozens of interns… Why was this happening? Why now? How was he supposed to handle this?

He decided to do something nice for her, and order lunch for the both of them, from a very nice italian restaurant down the street. He hadn’t told her this, knowing for certain that she would argue his generosity, yet again. Truth be told, he had more money than he really knew what to do with. He gave up on material things a very long time ago.

“Of course, Sir.” She answered stiffly, getting into the computer and setting aside a time for him late in the afternoon to make that phone call. She was quiet most of the afternoon, scheduling more appointments for the following few weeks and blocking out his days off. She knew he needed his time off to recharge and so she refused to schedule anything on the weekends.

She was engrossed in her work when noon rolled around, humming a soft melody from her favorite song as she typed away on her keyboard, taking a break from work to focus on her studies. It wasn't until almost ten after twelve that her growling stomach brought her back to reality and she whimpered.

In her hurry this morning she hasn't packed a lunch for herself like she usually did and she was already regretting it. She likely wouldn't eat until she got home tonight now.

Almost right on queue, a dashing young elvish man walked in with a small box of food. He walked up to her desk and smiled down at her politely with bright green eyes. “Hello Madame. I have an order for delivery for a… Kendomere Tasheek?” He said with a kind tone. He didn’t set the box down on her desk, for he did not want to be rude. He did not, however, expect to see a human sitting at this desk. Not after the security he’d had to bypass to even get in here. The doorman checked everything for explosives and tracking devices.

Kandomere heard the exchange from his desk and came out of his office promptly. “Right on time.” He said before taking the receipt, signing it and trading it for the small box of containers. “Thank you, and yes. The tip is accurate.” He said before there could be any argument. He turned to Violet and put two containers on her desk. One of which contained a lobster alfredo and breadsticks, the 2nd container held a salad with house dressing. “I didn’t know what you liked, so, I hope this is alright.” He said casually before disappearing back into his office.

Violet looked up from her work when she heard someone speak, her eyes widening when she saw a young elf delivery boy standing before her, “I didn't know he had ordered lunch in, I'll get him--” she started, standing up to head towards the door but Kandomere beat her to it, as he was already out the door and standing beside her. She flushed brightly and went to return to her desk as the boy left but when Kan sat two styrofoam boxes on her desk she turned to him with disbelief in her eyes.

She was at a loss for words but peeked into the boxes, her eyes widening at what she saw. Never in her life had she eaten lobster before, “Wait--” She started, but bit her lip as the door closed behind him. She thought better of asking him why he had bought lunch for her. She would thank him later, when she went into his office for his massage.

She ate slowly, nibbling on her noodles and whimpering at how amazing it tasted. It was the best thing she had ever eaten. The salad was perfect and crunchy. By the time she finished it was nearly one fifteen, and after throwing away the empty containers she walked up to his door and knocked before stepping inside, “Thank you, Kandomere. For lunch.” She whispered and closed the door behind herself, “As soon as I cash my check, I'll pay you back for it.” She said this, but knew it must have been ridiculously expensive. “Are you ready for your massage or should I come back?”

Kandomere ate his lunch quickly and discarded his containers. He continued working on paperwork and was officially caught up, for the time being. He hadn’t heard any update from Monteguh at the hospital, which he took as a good sign. No news was good news. He had hardly realized the amount of time that passed when suddenly Violet had come into his office unannounced. He looked at her with surprise on his face before catching a glimpse of the clock. “Ah, yes. Our appointment.” He said with a sort of embarrassed chuckle. “I completely forgot.” He stood up from his desk with a small wince, waving a dismissive hand again. “If I wanted you to pay me back, I would have asked you before hand. If I am perfectly frank with you, I enjoy this. I have been around for a very long time, racking up money with very little to do with it. I don’t take the time off to travel. I don’t have much of a family. Material objects don’t interest me.” He rattled on before shaking his head. “Now is a perfect time. How do you want me?” He questioned, not knowing if he should lay down or sit on one of the chairs, or what would work best.

“Okay.” She whispered gently, her cheeks flushed as he insisted on not being paid back, “I appreciate it. I had forgotten to make a lunch for myself today. It was delicious and I was starving.” She rambled and fidgeted with her fingers as he stood, his words making her blush even darker. Surely he didn't know how he sounded. He seemed so oblivious to the innuendos that could be taken from his words, but the way he phrased his words made it obvious he wasn't aware.

Looking around the room she swallowed dryly, “Um… well, somewhere I would have better access to your back. Could you lay face down on the lounger?” she asked, nodding to the long backless couch that sat by the wall, “And maybe take off your jacket? It'll just get in the way.”

“Just the jacket?” Kandomere questioned with surprise as he began unbuttoning his suit before sliding it from his shoulders. He folded it and laid it across his desk before following with his vest. He unbuttoned his cuffs on his long, navy blue shirt before taking that off, exposing his bare, hairless chest. He was completely smooth and looked like he could have been carved out of ivory. It was hard to tell, but he was littered with scars. Before he was head director for the Magic Containment division of the FBI, he had been a cop in the field, and a SWAT agent. This was definitely more safe, most of the time. The scars were a faint silver on his skin, but were not raised or indented like normal scars on humans or orc would be. He walked over to the lounger and lay face down, turning his head to the side and brushing his hair off of his back. “Also, don’t be afraid to push hard. I’m an Elf,it takes a bit of force to get anywhere. I absolutely promise you, if you think you are pushing too hard, you certainly aren’t.”

“W-well you could take off the shirt too, it would make it easier, I just wasn't sure…” She trailed off as he removed his best and fine pressed navy shirt. Gods above he was like a perfect Greek statue! She wanted to touch him in very inappropriate places but quickly shot down that urge, her chest rising and falling as she calmed herself down.

It wouldn't do to get herself aroused while giving him a massage. She was well aware that elves had super sensitive senses of smell, and she didn't want to make the situation awkward for either of them. Hopefully she could keep her thoughts to herself. Coming up beside him she shrugged off the jacket of her outfit, laying it over the back of a chair and kicking her shoes off to the side, “I had an elvish roommate in college. I used to do this for her. I know how much force it can take.” She assured him. Exhaling through her nose, “Sorry about this. It's the best way to get leverage.” She said nervously and settled one knee on one side of him and levered herself onto the lounge, straddling his backside with just barely enough room between them for her not to be almost grinding against him.

Starting on the lower half, she pressed her hands into the small of his back, using the heels of her hands and applying a great deal of pressure to the spot. Using nearly three times the necessary force on a human, she began to massage his back, pressing out the knots that had formed in places all over his scarred body. She resisted the urge to trace the silver lines, instead focusing on her task as occasionally she had to rest, leaning back on her heels and sitting on him momentarily before she went back to work. She was somewhat breathless but worked diligently, trying to ignore how the feel of him beneath her hands and between her legs made her mind drift to dangerous places. Her arousal was growing but she tried to hide it, unfortunately the scent was becoming obvious with every little noise he made, his sounds making it all the worse, but she ignored it.

Kandomere was calm as a cucumber when she got over him. He, the way he was, did not assume anything intimate or out of place by this act. She was very skillful in getting the knots out of his back. He was actually impressed. He hadn’t thought she would be so strong. “Elvish roommate, that must have been a nightmare…” He murmured quietly, keeping his eyes closed as he felt her warm hands against his sore back. He took sharp breaths here and there, but never showed any real signs of pain or discomfort. That is, however, until he started to smell her. His nose twitched and he tried to ignore it, but it was getting harder and harder. He finally let out a small sigh and his blue eyes slowly opened. “I think that this is enough, Violet.” He said with a twinge of reluctance. He waited for her to get off of him before going back to his desk and slowly putting his shirt back on and buttoning it up. “Thank you, my back feels much better.” He said before looking up at the clock, a grimace crossing his lips. “I suppose I should make that call to the Chief of Police.” He groaned softly, still dressing while he sat back down at his desk. “You are dismissed, Violet.”

Violet was quiet as she worked, only speaking when he did, “A bit. I managed.” She whispered hoarsely, biting her lip as she willed her body to stop what it was doing. She could hear the little intakes of breath he was making and knew that he had to be smelling her. The thought, and his words drew a whimper from her, “O-of course.” She murmured, trying not to feel hurt as she hurriedly climbed off of him and slipped her flats back on, brushing down her skirt and refusing to make eye contact with him.

She was embarrassed, horribly so but she didn't want to show him the face she knew she must be making. Exhaling and blinking rapidly as she pushed the stupid tears back, chastising herself for being silly. “You're welcome, Kandomere.” she whispered, hurrying to the door after she snatched up her jacket, “And… I'm sorry for making it awkward.” She choked out under her breath before closing the door behind herself. Tossing her jacket onto her chair she immediately went for the ladies room.

She needed a moment to compose herself and not feel like an idiot. What was it about him that made her body react that way? She didn't want him to think she was some little tramp who wanted to get into his pants. She liked him, okay so maybe she did want in his pants but she knew better than to think it could ever happen. All she wanted was to keep her job, and keep him happy. Wiping her eyes with the soft cloth from her pocket, she opened her purse and applied a small amount of makeup, fixing her hair to make it not look so frizzy and adjusted her clothing. Satisfied she didn't look a mess anymore, she returned to her desk and sat down, sipping on her now luke warm coffee.

Kandomere watched her go and his eyes went wide when she apologized. He had purposefully not said anything to her about her arousal, for fear of making her self conscious. He knew that those carnal reactions couldn’t always be stopped or handled. He wasn’t mad at her. He wasn’t even uncomfortable. He wasn’t even surprised, he had almost expected it to happen, especially after their conversation last night that had left her aroused. He must have been her preference in a partner. There was nothing wrong with that.

He was going to follow her out, but his phone rang. He only sighed and answered, beginning his long talk with the Chief of Police and his department heads. To his surprise, all of his paperwork had cleared. Nick Jakoby was not in any deal of trouble, nor were the gang members who had helped him find Alexeena. Actually, they were all being recruited in their own ways, to work for the FBI. He figured more than half of them would refuse, but it was the thought that counts. The phone call lasted almost an hour and he watched the clock. He knew that he needed to call the hospital at some point, but he also really did not want to wait here. He turned everything off and stood up, walking out of his office, his coat folded over his arm.

“I’m heading home a little early tonight-” He had started to say before her phone rang. He waited and motioned for her to answer it. When she did, the soft voice of a woman could be heard on the other end of the line.

“Hello..?” The woman breathed softly. “Is Kan around…? My name is Alexeena and I would like to speak with him, if he is there still. If not, I’ll try to get his number from Agent Monteguh.” She said before whimpering, clearly in pain.

Violet spent the next hour trying to focus on her study work, but finally gave up, instead deciding to get ahead on tomorrow paperwork, knowing that would be some mind numbing task that she could get behind. She lifted her head when Kandomere came out of his office and saw that the lights were off and he had his coat over his arm. A tiny spot inside of her wondered if he was leaving early to avoid her, or what could possibly be his reasoning but she didn't ask. She knew that he had been professional about the situation they had been in earlier and she was the one who overreacted, but she still felt mildly embarrassed that she couldn't control herself around him like that.

She started to nod her head when he said he was leaving early, just about to ask if he would make his last call at home when her phone rang. Her lips parted, intending to speak but instead she answered the phone. The soft, feminine voice on the phone hit her in the gut. Swallowing dryly she spoke, “He was just about to leave the office. I'll hand you over to him right now.” She assured the woman on the phone before holding the phone out to him, “It's for you. Alexeena?” she offered, not sure if he knew who was asking for him.

Kandomere listened to her and his eyes went wide when he heard the name. He grabbed the phone quickly, more like he snatched it from her hands, holding it to his ear. “Alexeena.” He breathed with a slight sound of relief. “It’s good to hear you speaking. Are they treating you well?” He asked urgently.

“Yes, Kan, they are treating me just fine. Nick is still here with me. No one has been unkind to him while I’ve been here.” Alexeena answered with a weak laugh before wincing again. She had lapsed into elvish. It was easier than trying to remember her second language, especially with the amount of pain medication flowing through her veins. “How many people did I kill, Kan…?” She asked sadly. “Nick won’t tell me.”

“Do not worry about that, Alexeena. Everything is fine and has been taken care of. Please, rest. Focus on getting better. Remember that I do love you, even if you don’t believe me.” Kandomere said into the phone.

“I know… I love you too, Kan…” Alexeena responded before hanging up the phone. Kandomere held the dead phone in his hands for a few moments before taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly. He handed the phone back to her, his hand trembling slightly, something that was very uncommon. He usually was so certain and confident, but this call seemed to have shaken him.

“I…” He cleared his throat, shaking his head. “I am heading home early tonight. Do not stay too late, okay? I don’t want a repeat of yesterday.” He instructed softly. He wanted to explain to her that his leaving had nothing to do with her, but he didn’t want to bring it up if she wasn’t ready to talk about what happened.

Violet jumped when he snatched the phone up and began to speak to the woman on the other end. She tried not to listen to their conversation but with him standing so close she couldn't avoid it. Biting her lip she focused on her computer screen, feeling a pang in her chest when he told the woman he loved her. It was like someone was squeezing her heart.

Maybe she should quit. It wasn't good to have feelings like these for your boss. Gods she was so damn confused. She just wanted everything to be in the open, to be honest, for him to tell her what to do because she sure as shit didn't know.

She was torn from her thoughts when the phone was offered back to her. Hanging it back up on the cradle she looked over at him. He looked shaken and slightly unnerved, but she didn't know what to say to him.

“I'll try to get out of here in the next few hours.” She promised with a little twitch of her lips, but her smile didn't reach her eyes. She was beginning to feel like a burden, but she wouldn't let that show, she couldn't.

“Have a good night, sir.” She mumbled softly, suddenly feeling awkward and not able to bring herself to use his name.

“Have a good night, Violet.” He said with a forced smile before he turned and walked out of the building. He went home quickly, only to find a note from Kaladeshi in his mailbox. He rolled his eyes and stuffed it into his pocket impatiently when he went inside. He went directly down the hall and into his room, taking his suit off and putting it in the hamper. He put on a tight fitting, white T-shirt and blue silk pajama pants. He debated getting dressed again and going to the hospital to visit Alexeena, but he knew he should wait. She needed her rest and seeing him wouldn’t help. He knew she would have too many questions for him. She wanted to know about how she hurt people. He didn’t want to burden her with that, not yet. He was glad that Nick wouldn’t answer those questions either. Kandomere walked into his study and sighed. Perhaps he did need more things. Everything felt so empty. He couldn’t remember the last time he spent more than just a few minutes at home if it wasn’t to shower or to sleep. He went to the bookshelf and grabbed an old favorite before sitting down. He turned the Television on to the news, mostly for background noise, but also to see how well the damage control was working.

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