Derek looks at him as he asks "How long will it take?" Stiles grimaces still keeping the 'evil capitalist' in mind " I'll finish it before tomorrow's meeting if everything goes well and if it doesn't..
" he looks at Derek innocently as he continues "maybe you should reconsider me having this job." Derek glares at him Why does he want to leave? He slams his palm on the desk besides Stiles hip making him flinch and look up.
Stiles cheeks heaten from the closeness "Mr.Stilinski...Why do I feel like you have a problem with me?" Derek smirks smugly when he hears racing of Stiles heartbeat and his honey scent growing more. "M-Mr. Hale. I-I certainly don't." Derek leans in more there lips inches apart. Stiles says lowly looking at Derek's interesting shirt buttons "I have always wanted to resign even before you took over." Derek fixes his other hand to Stiles other side, trapping him "As your CEO, I have cast all my pride's to make you stay and even then you insist on leaving. Why?" Stiles looks down as he shakes and strutted "Because I.." Love you and seeing you everyday hurts me. Knowing I can't be with you... "Seems like you don't have a good reason. Then don't say about resignation with me again." Derek continues leaning on Stiles ear "And I'm sure it will be hard for you to get a job now." He takes a whiff of Stiles scent laced with arousal making him hold his groan before he pushes back, he smirks when he sees Stiles whole face flushed red "I will be in my office. Come to me if you have any problem."
Stiles takes all the oxygen he was deprived of when Derek was leaning on to him, he stomach is still roaming with butterflies. He takes the seat before he falls. He touches his warm cheeks as he let's out shaky breathes, a smile in lighten his face because finally he got to feel Derek close to him and it might be last.... He sighs and shakes his head going back to work. After 2 more hours he stretches popping his back Finally done!! Only print and staple.
After arranging the papers, Stiles goes towards Derek's office. He opens it a little, he can hear him talking on the phone, Stiles looks at him worried He still works himself up. Stiles closes the door and decides to give the files later. He puts the files back on his desk, he suddenly feels dizzy I need to get some sleep. He goes to the lounge room planting himself at the sofa face first. He is hit with darkness in few seconds.
He's woken up next morning with someone shaking him, he eyes flutter open and he smells a comfortable familiar musky scent around him. "Stiles Wake up." He groans when he hears Theo's voice but the scent he knows it. He opens his eyes and sees Theo looking at him concerned "Stiles why are you sleeping here? Aren't you afraid to catch cold?" Stiles gets up and registers Derek's jacket laid on him, he blushes Its his jacket, I must have slept like a drunkard.
Stiles goes to his desk to take the files to the meeting. He is shocked his files are not at the desk, his heart jumping out of his chest as he searches the table Where the hell are the papers?????I kept all the files here. Sighing he switches on his computer to check if the files are there. The files are gone even from the recycling bin. He straightens up and looks towards the dust bin and yes all his papers are there. Someone has did their really hard to set me up.
He sits at desk thinking about his next step when when he sees Braeden coming towards the meeting looking too smug. "Mr. Stilinski Are you Okay? You look terrible. It's almost time for the meeting why are you sitting here?" Stiles rolls his eyes at her fake concern "Please go ahead. I'll be there soon."
At the last minute, he can't do anything. He sighs and picks up his notebook in which he has done calculations and goes towards the meeting room. He needs to hide his embarrassment and do his best because he still have tricks up his sleeve. He enters the meeting room everybody eyes fall on him. Derek is sitting at the Head Chair his hands folded still looking fresh even of working overtime. Derek raises his eyebrows "Assistant Stilinski, where are the papers?"
He can hear the whispers of the people talking bad about him or lies that he got the job because of his looks when he replies "I'm sorry Sir, the papers are not ready yet." Derek glares at the people who are talking shit about his Stiles they have no idea how intelligent he is. After directing his cold gaze to the potty mouths he announces "Okay, If the papers are not ready then we will reschedule the meeting." Stiles eyes widen, he can hear the whispers and murmurs growing louder. He says quickly "Sir there will be no need of it. I can recite last decade data." Derek smiles inwardly, nobody can make Stiles feel weak or useless, he nods.
Stiles smiles and nods back as he goes toward the computer and uses the graphs to explain "From the last decade, our shares have grown 70%, the communication sector and finance sector we have had benifit of 67.1 billion,...." As the meeting continues everybody is in awe as Stiles recites all the data and Derek can't keep the smile off his face. God he's aura is still same, the will to do anything, his voice and his confident minty smell. Stiles Stilinski my extraordinary beautiful mate.
When Stiles ends his presentation, he can hear praises of him but he only looks at Derek "Mr.Hale That's all." Derek nods "Okay, Have a seat Mr.Stilinski" He points to the seat beside him. Stiles nods and blushes when he sits because Jesus christ the sits are so close that if he moved his and Derek knee will be touching. His head aches more he looks up when Derek offers him a water bottle "You did good." Stiles gives him the Derek reserved smile "Thanks"
Derek is blown when Stiles smiles at him like that but then he remembers they are still at the meeting. He can't have that kind of thoughts here. The meeting continues. After the conference, Stiles goes to Derek's office. He stands in front of him, Derek's coat in his hand "Your... coat Sir and sorry if I failed to fulfill my task at time." Derek nods "Like I said Mr.Stlinski You did good. Now what happened?" Stiles looks up at him "I don't get-"
He is cut off by Derek who fixes his mesmerizing eyes at him "Mr.Stilinski do you really think I believe that you just memorize last decade data and made elaborate analysis." Stiles opens his mouth and closes as he thinks He's pretty wise. "Sir, my PC was emptied and the papers were shredded and I don't know who did it." Derek sits up straight his gaze hardening as his blood boils. He asks "You offended someone?" Stiles chuckles nervously as he rubs back of his neck "Well a lot." You placed me in a difficult situation and you have no idea about it. People will go to great measures for ruining me.
"You don't seem aggressive." Derek says his gaze softening as Stiles laughs lightly "But here I am, your assistant which makes me a target." Derek smirks as he decides to play with Stiles "So you mean I should take the blame?" His smirk widens when Stiles looks at him panicked and starts strutting blushing "No no no I didn't mean it like that." Derek chuckles making Stiles curse him. "I will look into it. You can leave." Stiles nods "Okay."
He turns back to leave but then he's hit with dizziness, he groans as his knees go weak. But then he feels big warm hands rapping around his waist and shoulder. He blushes when he sees Derek's concerned face close "Your burning hot. Why didn't you tell me?" Stiles closes his eyes before he answers "It wasn't like that before, it happened after I slept in the lounge."
Derek picks him up unannounced making Stiles Yelp. He sets his assistant at the couch "Your taking rest today, I'll take you home." Stiles tries to sit up "M-Mr. H-Hale. There's no need for it." He silences when Derek glares at him. Oh my god, He can't know my address. The upstairs guy is really out for me.
Next chapter. I hope your ready for the father and daughter meet. What will be Derek's reaction when he meets little Lia?
Kisses ðð Lots of them.
And I'm gonna make another Mafia fanfic but its Destiel and highly inspired 365 DNI. Its something no one asked for but deep deep down in your heart, I know you want it too. Like meeeeee.