#miss venable

"Y / N?" Asked the stern voice of your manager.

You winced and looked back at her.

Brown eyes stared at you intensely.

"You're already distracted again," she said softly, looking at you thoughtfully.

"I'm sorry," you mumbled quickly.

"What did you just say?"

Miss Venable narrowed her eyes.

"It can't go on like this," she said, her lips pressed together.

"The work you do is excellent, but you work sloppily. You don't concentrate and you work in a messy way. In the last month you've been late more often than you were on time."

You were shifting nervously on your chair.

"I can't have such a mess at my company," the redhead continued, letting her words sink in for a few seconds.

"You are lucky, that your good work speaks for you."

Miss Venable got up from her desk and walked around to you.

"I want you to visit Diane and me for dinner tomorrow. There are a few things I would like to discuss with you."

You swallowed nervously.

"Okay."

"You are there at 7 p.m.", she added and looked at you sternly.

"Do you understand that?"

"Yes," you nodded eagerly before getting up to run out of her office as quickly as possible.

After this conversation, you stumbled a little awkwardly through the hallway to get back to your office. You were so ashamed and wanted to prove to your boss, that you were reliable.

Without your being able to prevent it, a tear ran down your face and the second followed directly.

"You'd better save your tears for tomorrow," said a suddenly warm voice, that made you wince.

"Diane," you croaked in shock when you saw the brunette woman, who came towards you in the hallway and looked at you worriedly.

The woman stopped right in front of you.

"Obviously you already met Mina," she stated before raising her hand to your face to wipe away your tears. You looked at her a little uncertainly. Diane was Mina's deputy and girlfriend and although you were allowed to call her by her first name and even she was friendlier than her girlfriend, you were still afraid of her, coz she could get very loud.

"You don't have to worry about tomorrow," she continued and began to straighten the collar of your blouse.

"She would never fire you, she likes you too much for that."

"She does?" You asked with a thin voice.

"Oh yea!"

Diane nodded in agreement before bending down to you.

"I would still advise you to be there by 7:00 pm tomorrow evening," she whispered right in your ear. Her breath tickled your skin.

"Mina hates unpunctuality, but you should already know that."

Your supervisor gave your shoulder a firm squeeze before she let go of you and disappeared into Mina's office.

You were breathless for a moment and it took you a few seconds before you could go back to your office.

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When you got home the next day, you knew how important it was for you to show up at your manager's house on time.

But of course your old neighbor, who had almost no one to help her, had to move out that day. And of course you had mercy and helped her, but in the process you lost all track of time and when you were back in your apartment, you were disturbed to find, that it was already 07:06.

You panicked and discovered, that Diane had even called you once before.

"Fuck," you cursed and put on the dress you picked for the evening before you ran out of your apartment to your car as fast as you could.

At every traffic light you stopped at, you tried desperately to fix your make-up. You toyed with the idea of ​​calling Mina and Diane to say you got sick. But you knew, that it would be too obvious and also your career probably depended on that evening, as you were pretty sure that Mina was about to fire you.

When you finally got to the house of your superiors it was already after half past six. You literally ran up the driveway and then stood a little out of breath in front of the door.

Diane opened it without you ringing the doorbell. She stared at you blankly before muttering:

"You are in real trouble."

"I- my neighbor needed my help, I couldn't get away earlier- She-"

"I don't want to hear that," she interrupted and held up her hand.

"Come in."

You looked down guiltily as you stepped past her into the house.

Mina stood in the hallway with her arms crossed and looked at you angrily.

"I guess we can skip dinner and can go straight to the important part," said Diane, who had stepped behind you and put her hands on your shoulders.

"Don't you agree honey?"

The redhead nodded slowly before she pointed to a door at the end of the hall with an outstretched arm.

"Go in there and undress. Then you will kneel on the floor and wait for us," she said in a low voice.

You blinked in confusion, sure you had misheard.

"I am supposed to do what?" You asked incredulously.

Diane laughed behind you.

"What do you think, why are you here today?", She asked with a grin and stood next to her girlfriend.

"If it is not enough if we just threaten, then you have to be punished."

Your jaw dropped down.

"Go into the bedroom now."

She nodded toward the door with her chin.

You hesitated a moment before actually moving your legs towards the door.

A large four-poster bed made of dark wood almost filled the room. Dark red sheets lay neatly folded at the end of the bed. Across from the bed was a brown leather armchair.

You took off your clothes as you were ordered to, and as absurd as it was, you ended up standing naked in your employer's bedroom. You had folded your clothes a little awkwardly and left them on the floor before kneeling on the bare floor and waiting for something to happen, as you knew it from any pornography and as Mina had told you to do.

Your thoughts scolded you again and again for how ridiculous it was and how pathetic you had to look.

At some point the door opened and the attractive couple entered. Your eyes were the first to find the whip in Diane's hand and you immediately took less pleasure in your situation.

Both women now only wore a dressing gown and Mina's hair, which had previously been tightly tied, now hung loosely over her shoulders, just like her girlfriend's hair.

While Miss Venable still looked very angry, Diane, with red cheeks and a big grin on her face, seemed to be having a lot of fun, without anything having happened.

"Oh Mina, just look," she cooed, grinning.

"She thing knows where she belongs."

"We could just let her watch from down there for the whole evening while we have fun alone," Mina replied dryly and eyed you critically.

Diane pouted.

"That would be boring, maybe next time."

The brunette suddenly let the whip in her hand snap forward and hit your knee.

The action didn't really hurt, but you winced anyway.

"Open your legs for me, I want to see your princess parts", she ordered and immediately you opened your legs.

"Good girl."

Your boss ran the whip down your thigh, but never struck.

"Mhh, what do you think, spanking her, for every day she was late?", She finally turned happily to her girlfriend.

Mina looked at you with dark eyes.

"Better for every minute that she was late."

While Mina's words sent a shiver down your spine, Diane just laughed at them.

"We can't do that to the poor thing," she said in a high voice.

"That would be 34 strokes for only today."

You whimpered loudly when you heard that and again nervously rubbed your knees together.

"You'd better be quiet," hissed Diane, lifting the whip under your chin to force you to look at her.

"You're only making it worse."

Your eyes flickered with fear.

"I'm sorry," you stammered out.

Diane pulled the whip from under your chin and walked slowly towards you.

"There are some rules for tonight," she muttered, running through your hair.

"And because I know you're not good at obeying rules, I'd rather listen carefully if I was you, I don't like to repeat myself."

You looked up at her attentively and nodded slowly, unsure whether she expected an answer from you.

"You will only address me by the title 'Mommy' tonight. Mina will be 'Daddy'," she explained slowly.

"This evening is not for you to have fun, but for us. The focus is on the fact that you will be punished, but in no case do we want you to feel uncomfortable. Do you know the traffic light system?"

She looked at you questioningly.

Your eyes widened when she seriously asked you about it. Of course you knew this system, but you never really tried it.

You nodded quickly.

"Green means I'm fine, yellow means slower and red means stop."

A surprised smile twitched the older woman's lips.

"It might be easier than I thought," she muttered and turned back to Mina.

The redhead sat in the armchair across from the bed and was watching you both with attentive eyes.

"Do you have anything else to add?" She asked, pounding the palm of her hand rhythmically with her whip.

"You will thank us for everything you get from us today," added Mina.

"And so you have something to learn, after each stroke you will tell us something that you want to do better. Did you understand that?"

"Yes, daddy," you said softly.

Diane grinned next to you as you used the title

"Good girl", she mumbled, Mina only nodded once.

"Sooo," the brunette turned back to you.

"The last question is, what exactly we will do with you."

She looked at you thoughtfully, but before she could answer it herself, Mina spoke again.

"I want you to bend her over your lap in the classic way and spank her with your hand," she explained.

"But the whip-" pouted Diane.

"I think you've played with it enough already. Put it aside."

The brunette was obviously disappointed, but she listened to her girlfriend and put the whip to one side before sitting on the end of the bed and patting her lap.

"Be a good girl and lie on Mommy's lap," she cooed.

A little shy you got up and ran to Diane, who held out her hands to you and helped you to lie on her lap.

"Okay," she said as soon as you lay still and brushed your hair back from your face.

"Then please explain to us again why you are lying here now."

You felt her hand on your bottom and immediately felt the urge to slide away.

"I- I'm lying here because I'm being punished," you whimpered softly.

"That's right," Diane hummed, rubbing her hand over your butt.

"And what are you being punished for?"

"For showing up late for work."

"And that more than once," added the older woman before turning to Mina.

"How many times this month, honey?"

"Today it is 17 times," said the redhead from the armchair and continued to watch the scenario that played out in front of her.

"For every day you are late I'll hit you once, do you understand?"

Diane gently pulled your hair and you nodded quickly.

"Yes, mommy."

"You will keep count and say 'thank you' every time. And you will tell us, what you want to avoid in the future."

Diane reminded you of Mina's words again before she lifted her hand from your butt and quickly lowered it.

You screamed when you felt a sharp pain and wanted to jump off her lap right away.

"Oh no, you stay here", Diane said when she felt that you were wriggling on her lap and put her free arm around your middle so that you couldn't move.

"Do you remember what you should be doing?"

You bit the inside of your cheek before mumbling:

"One, thank you mommy, I won't be late anymore."

"Such a good girl," she cooed, rubbing the spot she'd hit.

The next hits fell extremely slowly, as Diane stopped after each spamk and you had to thank her again. Your butt was burning and tears had quickly risen in your eyes and were slowly running down your face.

"Five, thank you mommy, I'll be on time," you whimpered before she lowered her hand again.

Diane didn't have a particular rhythm, which made the punishment a pain, as you could never tell when her hand would fall again.

"9, thank you mommy, I promise I'll never be late again."

"Oh be careful with your promise, sooner or later you will lie back here again and thank you for my punches."

13, 14, 15 ...

The final numbers fell painfully slowly.

"17, thank you mommy, I will always be on time", meanwhile you were crying and had given up any protest against the punishment.

"You did so well," said Diane, rubbing your sore butt.

"I am so proud of you."

You heard Mina get up from her armchair and come to you.

On Diane's lap you could only see Mina's feet, which stopped next to you. She and Diane kissed and you got more nervous again.

You gasped when Diane's fingers suddenly dipped into your nostrils and your wrinkles teased.

"Oh no look, the little girl enjoyed her punishment," she hummed mockingly and raised her fingers to Mina's mouth so she could suck it clean.

The redhead grinned evil and stroked your messy hair condescendingly.

"Get up," she said and immediately you climbed off her girlfriend's lap.

You instinctively wrapped your arms around your chest as you shyly faced them under the greedy gaze of the couple.

Mina smiled at the action.

"Lie on the bed with your back down."

You stepped a little awkwardly onto the big bed. You whimpered when your bum touched the sheet.

"What do we do with her now?" Asked Diane, looking at you in anticipation. You grew small under the intense gaze of both women, your face turned bright red.

"Oh come one, I know how much you want to ride her face," Mina said with raised eyebrows.

The brunette grinned again before grabbing the bow of her dressing gown and loosening it. The thin garment slid to the floor and you saw your superior standing naked in front of you.

She kissed Mina again and began to open her girlfriend's silk robe as well.

You felt very out of place the moment you lay on the bed and watched this intimate moment from your employer.

When Minas fell skillfully to the ground, you could see for the first time what she was wearing underneath:

A black strapon hung from her hips.

It wasn't particularly long, but long enough to make your eyes big.

"Sit on her face," Mina whispered to her girlfriend.

Diane just turned red and suddenly even looked a little shy at you. But not as shy as you looked at the two of them.

She climbed onto the bed and stepped over you.

Diane was sitting at the end of your head when she reached for your hands, which you had until then wrapped around your chest and held over your head.

"Will you be able to keep your hands up here or does Mommy have to handcuff you?" She asked, brushing a few strands from your face.

"I- i can do it," you said with little confidence.

"I hope so for you."

An evil smile graced her lips as she bent down to kiss you too.

Soft lips pushed longingly against yours and it didn't take long for her tongue to penetrate your mouth.

A whimper escaped you as she bit your lower lip and kissed you passionately. And again you realized how surreal the situation was.

Diane eventually pulled back and before straightening up she whispered one last thing, that made the scenario perfect:

"Oh and of course you'll ask for permission before you come. If you don't, I'll bend you over my lap again and we'll start again. With the difference, that Mina will then spank your stupid ass and believe me, you definitely don't want that."

Your eyes fluttered up in fear and you met her smug grin.

The brunette sat up straight again and before you realized what was happening, she had crouched over your face.

Your fearful eyes met glittering lines and obviously you weren't the only one, who got wet from the punishment.

You bravely stuck your tongue into her sanctuary and licked her wrinkles.

You heard Diane moan loudly and were encouraged to move on.

Suddenly you felt a cold hand on your inner thigh, which immediately made your hands shoot forward.

But the brunette, who was sitting on your face, caught your arms and pushed them back.

"Come on, you know you shouldn't do this," she cooed with a disappointed tone in her voice.

The cold hand, that you knew belonged to Mina, pushed your legs apart.

Long fingers pushed into your wet folds to pump into your hole.

"Oh my-" you moaned against the pussy on your face.

You clenched your hands into fists and tried to force yourself not to move.

Trembling, you continued your work and licked the pussy of the old woman on your face.

Diane hummed with satisfaction.

"There you go, good girl, you make mommy feel so good."

Her words motivated you and you became more courageous.

Meanwhile, Mina's thumb found your clitoris and you felt the mattress sink under her weight as she climbed onto the bed.

"Bend your legs for me," she said in a low, commanding voice, that left no room for discussion.

You bent your legs and felt for the first time how much you were actually shaking.

It was hard to concentrate on pleasing the woman on your face at the same time.

Your tongue struggled to keep a rhythm in its movements.

Mina put one hand on your bent leg, the other on her strapon, which she led to your pussy to rub over your wet wrinkles.

A little whimper left your lips and you couldn't help but buck with your hips against hers.

"Mhh so impatient", Mina hummed and finally pushed the strapon into your opening.

You groaned awkwardly and clenched your fingers helplessly into the sheet.

Miss Venable gave you a few seconds before she slowly started moving against you. Her thumb quickly found your clitoris again and it wasn't long before you were completely surrendered to her touch and were a total mess.

"Don't forget that you have a job to do," Diane finally reminded you, lowering herself back down on your face.

As you went back to satisfying Diane, you began to hope that if she was happy, you would benefit too.

It was hard for you not to be able to touch her while you tried to help her to come.

"Honey, can I please come?" Asked Diane suddenly, clutching your face.

The question surprised you, you knew that Mina was a lot more dominant, but you didn't expect Diane to follow the same rule as you.

Mina leaned forward grinning and stopped her movements for a moment. Again you only heard the two women kissing before Miss Venable whispered against her girlfriend's lips.

"Come all over her face."

Diane smiled and let out a shaky breath before she came to her orgasm, moaning loudly and leaving her juices on your face.

She finally rose satisfied from your face and without you being able to recover, Mina finally fell upon you.

The dominant woman was hovering over you now, with one hand on your hip to hold you and one around your neck.

"Fuck-" you moaned as she penetrated you deeper. You leaned your head back and met Dianes eyes with yours, and they staring at you hungrily.

The pretty woman sat at the head of the bed rubbing her clit as she greedily watched her girlfriend fucking you.

And even though you wanted to, you couldn't break eye contact with her.

Meanwhile, Mina left hickey marks on your neck and collarbones.

Your still sore butt slipped painfully over the sheet as she rammed her hips rhythmically into you.

"Give daddy a kiss," she suddenly growled and grabbed your jaw.

Her lips pounded wildly against yours and you couldn't help but moan into her mouth.

"Don't think, that I don't know that you dreamed of this," she whispered in a menacing voice.

Your eyes fluttered.

"Are you doing this to any of your employees, who don't want to obey your rules?" You gasped in response, looking boldly into her black eyes.

"Invite them to dinner, only to fuck them?"

Mina raised her eyebrows.

"If I was you, I would be very careful with my words," she said, and her gaze was enough to silence you.

Diane cocked her head above you.

"Oh, I think someone hasn't had enough, don't you think, Mina?" She mumbled and stroked your hair condescendingly.

"Shouldn't I get the whip?"

Your face twisted at her words and you whimpered pathetically:

"I'm sorry-"

Mina giggled angrily and began to ram her hips deeper into you again.

Her hand went to your breasts and she began to play with your nipples.

"Oh god," you groaned vulgarly, trying to ignore the fact that no one had ever fucked you like this before.

The older woman penetrated you more and more and the clapping of her hips against your thighs filled the room, accompanied by the moaning chorus of the three of you.

You had the feeling, that Mina was with her hands and lips everywhere at the same time:

On your face, your neck, your collarbones and your cleavage.

So many things happened to your body, that you no longer knew what to focus on.

"Please-" you hissed when you realized how close you were about to come.

"Please what?", Mina asked and bit into your neck gently.

"I want to come-"

"Of course you do," she grinned.

"But I'm not sure you deserve this."

"Please," you whimpered and tears welled up in your eyes.

"Please let me come."

"What do you mean, baby?" She asked her girlfriend and increased her pace, which made it even more difficult for you not to come.

"Mhh," Diane hummed thoughtfully.

"She definitely took her punishment well, but I don't know ..."

You started to cry when both women shamelessly tortured you.

"Daddy, I need to come so bad," you howled, bucking your hips against Miss Venables.

"Shhh, I know sweet girl," she cooed in your ear and hit your G-spot sharply again.

"And luckily for you, I have a lot more fun giving good girls what they want, than torturing them."

Her teeth bit your earlobe.

"So come for your daddy."

Your breath stopped for a few seconds as everything in you cramped and waves of happiness finally rolled over you.

Various sounds of pleasure left your mouth and when you finally came to orgasm.

"There you go, little girl", Mina hummed and slowed her thrusts so as not to overwhelm you. Your boss fucked you through your orgasm until she finally withdrew and left you unusually empty.

"You did such a good job," muttered Diane, pulling you into her lap so you could lean against her chest while she kissed you on your face.

You closed your eyes and it took a minute to catch your breath.

Meanwhile, Mina left the bedroom to go to the bathroom.

There she got out of her dishes, which ended up in the sink, and looked for a few things for you.

With a wet washcloth and lotion, she came back into the bedroom, where you were about to fall asleep naked in the arms of your boss, who was also naked.

Mina smiled at the picture and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Somebody seems a little exhausted, huh?" She asked, lovingly placing her hand on your cheek.

You opened your eyes tiredly and smiled a little ashamed of the situation.

Mina's smile also grew when she saw your shame and she would have lied had she said she didn't enjoy seeing you like that.

The redhead wiped the space between your legs with the washclothand rubbed lotion on the areas her girlfriend had spanked red.

Although you should been very sensitive to her touch, you felt more like numb.

You were placed in the middle of the bed and a blanket was pulled over your body. Diane lay down on your left and Mina on your right.

Just as you sat in Diane's arms a few minutes earlier, you were now in the same position again, facing Miss Venable.

The last thing you noticed was her kissing you on the forehead and mumbling softly, that she was proud of you before you fell asleep.

Mina made sure once again, that you were okay and that you were sleeping peacefully before she raised her eyes to her girlfriend, who looked at her with a grin.

"Do you think it was effective?" Wilhemina asked a little uncertainly.

Diane giggled softly into your hair.

-Flashback-

''Are you serious right now after all we have been through?'' you try hard not to scream but it feels like your body is on fire, your lungs are burning, heart racing and your eyes watering. You cannot believe you are having this conversation with your girlfriend Wilhemina right now. After a whole year of knowing each other and eventually giving the relationship a go she is talking about moving on.

'It's for the best'' is all she said in return and then she walked out, cane in her hand hitting the floor hard and not once did she look back, she ignored your cries, you begging her to stay and please turn back around. You keep repeating this is a nightmare and you are gonna wake up any minute to her holding you in her arms. But it was no nightmare and she did walk out of your shared apartment and ever since that day you have tried to move on. But no matter what you did working, moving out of the apartment, meeting friends, getting to know new people it didn't work, Wilhemina was always on your mind, when you are asleep she would visit in your dreams, when you are driving or outside and a song plays, she is there in your memory as if she never left in the first place.

-End of Flashback-

Even right now as you are walking through the streets on your lunch break, coffee in your hand and earphones in your ears listening to music she is here again.

''I never needed you like I do right now....I never hated you like I do right now'' as you hear those lyrics your heart skips a beat and it feels like it is breaking all over again. You tried everything you could think of, start a new job in a new field, you moved to a new city but nothing seems to be able to take your mind off the redhead, clouding your mind, her touch still so present lingering on your skin, her voice still ringing through your ears and the smell of lavender following you wherever you go.

Currently, you are working for a company in California, in the social media department and to promote the brand and their work. It's mostly boring but you do enjoy social media and advertisement so you gladly took the job considering it comes with a higher paycheck and a brand new apartment. There was nothing left in your old city, no friends anymore because you drove them all away as they always talked badly about your ex-girlfriend and the feelings you still have for her. No family because you were kind of always on your own and after quitting your job there, there was nothing holding you back. The woman with red-orange hair and a purple obsession is currently on your mind again and no matter what you do she is stuck in your head, like a catchy record and it hurts. As you think about her a wave of flashbacks hit you, with no way of putting a stop to it and keeping the storm at bay.

''Wilhemina Venable, nice to meet you'' was the first few words that you ever heard her say and for a moment you were so struck that you couldn't even say anything. ''Cat got your tongue hmm?'' was what she said afterward and what got you to snap out of it, introduce yourself, and shake her hand. And when you touched her for the first time you knew you would never ever get tired of feeling her soft hands.

You would also never grow tired of looking into her beautiful brown eyes or the soft smile she would give you whenever she would see you. Back then you just finished college and you took your first job and she was your co-worker. Starting a relationship with a co-worker is sometimes frowned upon and there probably are good reasons for that but you didn't listen, not to your friends telling you not to do it and not to the other co-workers after they noticed the glances you and Wilhemina exchanged at work. But you both never let that stop you and you fell for her and you fell hard.

Although you had some crushes before, mostly on teachers in college or celebrities, you never had been in a relationship before. Every morning before work you would get up so early and make sure to put your best clothes on, you would improve your makeup skills and try different hairstyles to impress Wilhemina and you did. She would notice how often you would come around to her desk and ask her silly questions you both knew the answers to but you pretend you didn't. And eventually, she took all of her confidence and asked you out and that night was the most magical night of your life.

You went to an expensive restaurant and after she took you home and she gave you something that night that was precious and you held onto it till today. Patience. She was your first love and she made sure to not rush, to not hurt you, to be there for you and hold you whenever you needed her. After your first date, you went on some more magical nights together, before you were ready to allow her to love you and to love her in return and she made you feel things you never felt before. She would make your whole body feel beautiful and worthy, all your insecurities left whenever you were around the woman who had many insecurities herself due to her back. And that's probably what you admire most about her, the way she made you feel whenever you were with her.

Thinking about all this, you think back to the many dates you both went on, to restaurants, shopping, the movies, car dates, attending work parties together, going to get drunk together. Life felt so easy with Wilhemina around, although she was a few years older than you she was pure, she was funny, soft, kind, precious and she was innocent. She would always treat people with respect and offer help and you loved her beautiful and kind personality. You never thought that one night after being with each other for almost a year she would randomly walk out of your life and not once turn back around or try and talk about it.

Hearing the lyrics repeat, you sigh and shake your head because it is true, one part of you needed Wilhemina back in your life because no matter what you do you can not get her out of your head or heart for that matter. Part of you does hate her for leaving and walking out, you never cried harder in your life than the night she left and you couldn't function for days. All you did was cry, toss and turn in the bed or curl up on the floor in a little ball until you couldn't cry anymore but the pain never stopped. It took days and in the end, your friends who picked you up again, taught you how to take care of yourself again by eating, showering, getting dressed, and going to work and you hoped that moving and changing jobs would change something.

As you are sitting in a park, only a few blocks away from your new workplace, watching people having picnics, playing with their kids, walking their dogs, or doing exercise you realize that all this wasn't worth it. Moving away, leaving your job, apartment and friends did nothing, you still miss her and she still haunts you. You miss her gentle side, the soft Mina as you used to call her, who would hold you in her arms, who would say soothing words until you would fall asleep, and who would make you feel better after a hard day at work, hold you after a nightmare or would let you ramble about another one of the co-workers annoying you. You miss telling her about your days and how you feel because you could be free with her and be who you are and you haven't been that way in a very long time.

Checking your phone you notice your lunch break is over in five minutes so you toss your empty coffee cup in a nearby trash can and walk back to your office. Today has been particularly boring because all you have to do is answer people's dm's and requests on social media because currently there is no campaign going on. As you walk back to your desk you put your coat and bag away and start logging onto your laptop. That's when you hear your boss on his way to your desk and you can't help but internally roll your eyes. He isn't a bad guy or anything, he is in his fifties, grey hair, always wearing a suit and he treats you with respect and you appreciate him but whenever he would approach you it means a problem, like an advertisement going wrong or a complaint or a new major client and that means longer hours and staying in the office till midnight. Not that you mind considering there is nothing or no one to come back home to.

''Y/N'' he says as he finally reaches your desk. Looking up from your desk, you force a smile and reply ''Yes Mr. Odell what can I do for you?''. By his posture, you can tell he is in some kind of distress.

''Listen we have a potential new client and I want you to come to our first meeting with them'' he says excitedly and you question why he can't just bring his assistant. ''I can't bring Janet she is sick so I need you to get your things'' he explains and you log off your computer, take your coat and bag and follow him outside the building. It is quite chilly, so you are glad that you put a jacket over your blazer.

As the familiar buildings and streets fade into the distance, you try not to zone out like you usually would but these days your mind would often be preoccupied with daydreams or memories as if someone else was entirely in control of your thoughts.

''I have a meeting with a Mr. Pfister and Mr. Nutter'' he says absent-mindedly while looking into his calendar and talking about the company you are headed to. Snapping out of your thoughts, you nod and mumble ''Of course Mr. Odell'' before averting your gaze back to the window looking at the hectic city and people going on about their days. Your thoughts wander back to work and you try to think of a few possibilities to advertise their products, as that might not be as easy as you originally thought when agreeing on accompanying your boss.

The first thing you see as you walk into a large unfamiliar building, following your boss's steps,  is a front desk with some employees sitting there, it seems that this building is home to a few companies and different departments as they guide people into different parts of the building. You watch as your boss approaches the front desk,  ''Hello may I help you?'' a woman with blonde hair asks politely.

''Yes I have a meeting with Kineros Robotics'' he says and she looks at you, then him again, and points towards a sign. ''It's to your right just follow the signs'' she says and you notice how her facial expression changed from nice and friendly to cold and possibly scared? after your boss mentioned the company name. Reading people's expressions and understanding their underlying feelings, has always been something you are good at but you quickly shake the thought away and follow your boss.

As you walk down the corridor you see a young woman with long brown curled hair wearing a blouse with flower prints and a skirt run down the hall with a box in her hand, her heels echoing through the building. ''I'm sorry'' she mumbles hectic and nervous as she zooms past you and you give Mr. Odell a questioning expression before reaching the department.

''I'm so sorry there was a bad accident on the 101'' you hear the woman say and then you hear a sound that sounds both so familiar and unfamiliar at the same time. The cane tapping. For a moment you freeze, knowing this isn't just any cane tap as you are so used to a certain redhead woman expressing her emotions partly through the very device that helps her keep her balance. Despite not having heard the sound in over a year, you know exactly who must be on the other end of the hallway.

Temporarily you freeze, thinking maybe her leaving you and breaking things off with you, has ultimately clouded your senses and affected your brain and maybe you are imagining everything. After all the rational part of yourself, is trying to remind you that there is no explanation right now as to why she would be here of all places.

However, the next thing you hear is a clear confirmation that your brain is not tricking you, it's not your mind so clouded by her absence, she is here, the only thing keeping you from seeing each other is a wall and a few steps apart. As you hear a familiar voice your heart stops beating and your throat goes dry.

''Not as bad as the accident that brought you into the world'' that is all you heard and although her voice sounds more cold, harsh and raspy you are fully aware that Wilhemina is sitting at the end of that corridor. For a moment your body goes into a state of shock, your ears ringing, vision blurring, and your heart beating out of your chest.

Shortly after the girl what you assume now to be an assistant comes running back towards the corridor with tears in her eyes and her heels making the same clicking sound. She zooms past you and Mr. Odell again and all he says is ''Damn she seems feisty'' and you know it's aimed at Wilhemina and for a moment you debate whether to just turn around and pretend to be sick or needing to answer a phone call but you know you can't back out now, after all, you have missed seeing her for too long now.

All you wanna do is see her adorable orange hair, that you used to run your fingers through and untangle some knots after she had a long day, the dorky glasses that you sometimes made fun of, and beautiful pastel purple probably everywhere if this truly was her workplace after all. ''Come on'' your boss says, pulling you out of your thoughts yet again and you walk into the large room.

Eyes instantly wander to the source of purple in the room and the source of darkness in your heart and emptiness ever since she left but not only does your heart stop for a moment as you take a look at her, you blink a few times, now actually sure whether this is real or some kind of nightmare.

Wilhemina's hair is a much darker shape of red now and styled into a tall sharp quiff, no sign of her usual high ponytails anymore or the lighter and orange shape it used to be. You notice she doesn't wear glasses anymore and you are convinced her eyes look an even darker shape than before too. She is wearing a dress and it's also a very dark shade of purple with matching earrings. Even her makeup is darker, and as you see her sitting by her desk you can't deny how intimidating she seems, looking at some files, her cane resting on the desk right beside her. Even the cane is different now, it has a snake shape at the top and it's not the old plain one she used to have.

For a moment you believe you just walked right into your own personal nightmare, the funny, sometimes sassy, and beautiful girl you used to love now seems like a completely different and somewhat evil person. The Wilhemina you once loved and still have feelings for, as they never truly changed, seems gone and it seems like she was replaced by a new one, a colder version.

She would have never spoken to anyone like that or treated someone the way she just treated that girl that seems to be her assistant, by the looks of it. All the staring and observing Wilhemina happened in a matter of seconds although it feels like an eternity, everything is silent for a moment, all that is to be heard is your own heartbeat and the typing on Wilhemina's keyboard.

You watch as your boss approaches her and you follow him and finally, Wilhemina looks up noticing the presence of someone else in the room and her gaze is focused on him, so she hasn't seen you yet. He tries to shake her hand and says ''My name is Mr. Odell I have an appointment with Mr. Nutter and Mr. Pfister'' and she just looks at him and his hand with a slightly disgusted expression but she doesn't bother shaking his hand.

''Very well'' she says and takes a glance at you for a split second, noticing a second person in the room and her eyes wander back to her laptop thinking you are just some assistant but when she realizes who you are she immediately looks back over to you and she doesn't avert her gaze at first.

Wilhemina takes in your features for a moment, the sense of fashion, dressing smartly and formally but at the same time stunning as she always said, your hair, the improved makeup skills, and still the same details she always loved about you. She doesn't look into your eyes yet and you are interrupted when two men walk over.

One of them has brown hair and the other blonde hair and you try hard not to chuckle when you see them because they look hideous. ''Mr. Odell, nice to meet you'' they say and shake hands. ''This is Y/L/N maybe someone could show her around while we finalize the details?'' your boss suggests, taking you by surprise, and one of the two turns to Wilhemina and says ''Miss Venable would you give this beautiful lady a tour please''.

For a split second, you are convinced, she is about to kill him but you aren't sure if it's about the tour or compliment. ''Of course'' she mumbles and your boss and the two men leave and you are left there with your ex-girlfriend and awkward silence filling the room. You haven't looked up or into her eyes yet and it terrifies you, she terrifies you.

Wilhemina has no idea what to do or how to react after not seeing you for two years and the last time she did she walked out of your life and your relationship. The redhead looks at you and without looking into your eyes yet she knows the pain, she can see it and she can tell this is killing you inside, the last thing she ever wanted was to cause you pain.

You take a deep breath with your eyes closed and turn to Wilhemina and your eyes instantly lock and you look into her dark brown eyes and not leave her gaze for one moment. She takes a few slow steps towards you, her cane hitting the floor, and with every tap and echo in the room, it feels like your heart is ripped into more pieces and your past is here confronting you right at this moment.

''Mina'' is everything you can say but it comes out as a whisper while your voice cracks. Your ex-girlfriend's eyes close right away because she has missed hearing you call her that for the past two years but as she opens her eyes she reminds herself internally, who she is and that she is currently at her workplace.

''Follow me'' she instructs and you follow her while she walks down a corridor and into a room with big machines. While you follow her you can't understand what would have happened to her to turn into this cold-hearted person. She used to be the sweetest and kindest person you knew but clearly, something has changed. You cannot take your eyes off her and as she walks you into the room with machines, she explains about the work they do here and how they do it and as much as you try to focus and look at the things she shows you, you can't and Wilhemina notices.

''Do I bore you?'' she suddenly snaps in that cold voice again, her nostrils flaring and your heart feels like a knife was just thrown right into it. ''I'm sorr- sorry I-'' but you can't even think of a good enough excuse so you just look at the floor and try hard to keep your emotions at bay.

''Anyways, these are the machines and devices we use, whenever someone places a custom order we make sure to fulfill that order as efficient and quick as possible'' Wilhemina explains her voice still stern, sounding like she has given this tour so many times, she has memorized every single word.

However, you do notice her looking at you the entire time she explains and it seems like she wants you to say something but there are too many things that you want and wanted to say to her for years but you never imagined one day you would run into her like this. For several minutes the two of you stand in the rooms with machines, Wilhemina explaining and you trying hard to focus on her words intently.

''Y/N'' you hear the voice of your boss coming from the door, the two strange-looking men behind him, and you look at him, noticing the satisfied looks on their faces, indicating the deal worked well, and he says ''I'm finished, thank you, Miss, for giving her the tour'' he adds now focused on Wilhemina. ''Let's go'' he says and you walk in his direction without looking back at her and just as you are about to walk out of the door you look at her and say ''Thank you'' and then you walk out.

As you walk out of the large office building, back through the same long corridor, and past the front desk, you can't hear anything your boss is trying to say and the entire car ride back to the office you try and wrap your head around what just happened, abandoning every single word Mr. Odell is saying.