Hiiii, so basically this is from the Dainsleif x reader fic I took down! I'm uploading all the three parts I wrote here since I won't be continuing the story and ig it'd be a waste to leave what I already wrote; unpublished.

Also! This is Dainsleif x fem reader

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(Y/n) looked at herself in the mirror and dusted her top. She was dressed formally to look well for her first day as a secretary.

Her lips curled into a devilish grin when she recalled the first time she met her new boss at the interview. He was a captivatingly striking man who wore a dark mask on half his face which didn't cover his eye. She had to keep herself collected in his presence, but couldn't help feeling that every effort in studying and finding a job was worth it to be able to work with him.

"Mr. Dainsleif, you'll be my next step into reaching greater success."

She longed to live a successful life where she had the money to spend the rest of her days in luxury. With a hot rich boss like Dainsleif everything was going as planned, and her dreams were slowly unravelling before her.

The strong, capable, and dominant woman— that was (y/n). People would say she's rather sly with the words that slip out of her tongue, but she well deserved her new position.

"Alright, I think I'm ready to go." She checked her wrist watch seeing there was still an hour before she'd have to be at work. She left her apartment room and took the elevator down to the lowest level where her BMW was parked.

(Y/n) sat absentmindedly for a few minutes, it was an exhilarating experience to be independent and do what she wanted while having the same risk every adult would have when considering expenses and all. She no longer lived under the roof of her parents that gave their protection.

There was complete freedom to commit crimes, to date, to splurge money. She considered all of that but she reminded herself that no matter how bad the urge to want to greet someone with a punch she wouldn't do so.

"Sanctions now are either jail or losing your job, no getting sent to the principal's office huh. I sure hope I don't fuck up this one." She started her vehicle and placed her hands on the steering wheel. Her eyes landed to the small plush animal keychain on her bag she kept since late elementary days. "I almost ruined my record when I chose to beat up the kids that smart shamed me in highschool." She chuckled.

The drive to her work was almost half an hour, she arrived at the 10 story building and entered being greeted by new faces that passed by.

(Y/n) after briefly greeting them back, went straight to the elevator and clicked the 8th level where her boss was.

"Mr. Dainsleif, you made a good decision choosing me." She uttered in a low voice.
    

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"Good morning, boss." (Y/n) greeted. She stepped out of the elevator with confidence and watched the blonde male get up from his desk and walk to her, holding a few papers and files.

"You can just address me as Dainsleif. For now, here are the files of all the things I have planned or need to plan. Feel free to look through them and sort things to your liking." Dainsleif instructed.

(Y/n) took all the files into her arms and looked around, observing the room. By her boss' desk there was a large computer, a cup of coffee, a few papers. The floor was carpeted a velvet color, and the walls were of wood. Fancy lighting adorned the room, files were put into cabinets that blended in with the rest of the area and there were no windows so it felt white dark and somber overall

Compared to the other floors of the building, this one was as if it wasn't a part of it.

"Your office is over there." Dainsleif directed her to the room right by and empty, dusty shelf.

"Alright, thank you. I'll be able to finish sorting through this today... I think." She took another glance at the files she held.

"There's no need to rush, nothing too big is going on at the moment."

Slightly thrown off by the extreme neutrality of the conversation, the (h/c) girl carried her feet to her new work station which looked no different than her boss' besides being a little less fancy.

She set the files and her bag down on the table and took her seat behind her new desk, giving the chair a little spin.

"Guess I'll finish this now and start getting to know my new boss." She skimmed through the files and notes. The hand writing was neat, very eligible.

Plans for a business meeting, unfamiliar names, although she's heard of a few since there were big companies being mentioned.

Interviews, "A photoshoot?!" (Y/n) gasped. But it quickly made sense to her, Dainsleif was hot. "Boss- I mean Dainsleif do you have any social medias?" She rushed out of her office with her phone in hand.

"I have an instagram. It's Dainsleif. I get too many messages there so it's really best you send a text if you'd like to contact me."

"Eeh you are pretty popular. I wonder why I never came across you before."

"Life is a mysterious thing." Dainsleif pushed his chair back. His piercing blue eyes mediated on (Y/n) coldly. Unsure with how to reply she returned to her office and started listing down the things she needed to keep track on with the planner and pen placed beside the computer on her desk before she arrived.

Everything was out conveniently and the pre written notes weren't a mess, Dainsleif appeared to be a very neat person and (y/n) hoped it would remain that way. Because to work for a slob would be unfortunate. 
  
  

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"Thanks to how tidy you already had things written here I was able to finish getting all this done in a few hours." (Y/n) spoke to Dainsleif with a triumphant smile. The blonde was surprised although he didn't quite show it, as he scanned what she written down in the planner.

Everything was complete, she didn't miss any upcoming schedule.

"Aren't I efficient boss?" She joked.

"I commend you for that, but I'll have you know that when things get busy you'll have a lot to do. Lets hope that you won't quit like the last secretary."

"Are you challenging me?"

"If you percieve it that way."

"Then lets hope that you're still able to frown all day after you see me surpass your nimble standards time and time again." Her smile shifted from triumphant to domineering. Rather than a boss, she saw Dainsleif as someone she wanted to surpass. Needed to surpass. "Who knows, maybe one day I'll be out of your reach Mr. Dainsleif."

"I'd be amused to see that." Dainsleif was lax with his response, and got up from his seat. "Let's get lunch, it'll be my treat."

(Y/n) followed her boss to the elevator, multiple thoughts crossing her mind. He was a tough shell to crack and even with provocation he kept a neutral look on his face.

Even after she stalked his Instagram all the photos were the same. A neutral face. It made her wonder if people were sane, hiring a man who wouldn't show the camera any other expression.

"Hey Dainsleif?"

"Yes."

"Do you ever smile?"

It was just the two of them standing beside each other while the elevator proceeded down.

"That's on odd question. Probably?"

"Can you smile for me then?" She asked, then waited anticipatingly for any response from her boss.

Silence lurked between the two until the elevator opened and they were at ground level. (Y/n) started pouting as Dainsleif brushed aside the request she gave him to smile.

"Boss, the new girl, hello." A different blonde with a lighter pair of blue eyes walked up to the two and greeted. "I'm Albedo, an accountant here. Nice to meet you." He stuck his hand out and (y/n) awkwardly shook it. She had to make her first impression with a dumb looking frown on her face.

"A-ah I'm (Y/n), nice to meet you too."

"We're going out to eat. Do you wish to come along?" Dainsleif asks Albedo.

"Sure, sounds great. I'd love to get to know your new secretary." Albedo smiled.
 

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(Y/n) found herself staring at the menu in Mcdonald's. "I didn't really expect this." She looked at Dainsleif.

"Do you dislike fastfood?"

"No, I enjoy it. You just didn't seem like the type to go out and eat here, you could've just called for delivery too."

"Dainsleif probably just wanted to show off and drive around in his ferrari." Albedo joked, and the person who has yet to defend his reason hadn't responded to either. "Anyway don't be shy, order whatever you'd like. It's boss' treat after all."

"Ah... I'll get chicken nuggets then."
 

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After the three had finished ordering and receiving their food, they took one of the vacant tables. (Y/n) sat beside Albedo, facing her boss.

"So (y/n), tell me about yourself." Albedo asks.

"About myself? I... Like money."

"Money can't buy everything though." Dainsleif joined in. "Temporary joy perhaps."

"It still would be nice being able to afford your own private yacht or a jet. (Y/n) seems like a good honest person."

"Money can't buy friends, or love. It would be unfortunate to have everything you want material wise but you can only enjoy it yourself. Though I do appreciate (Y/n) being an honest person."

The (h/c) girl continued to eat her chicken nuggets, silently listening to the two blonde males talk.

"You're sounding like you're talking about yourself now boss. You have plenty of friends if you consider us that work under you as ones. I don't know about love though, I thought you were always too busy with work for that?"

Dainsleif shrugged. "You yourself appears pretty busy with the work I give you most of the time. What are your thoughts about finding a significant other Albedo?"

"I don't think about it too much. But if someone comes then so be it." Albedo paused and looked at (Y/n). "It's unfair that I'm getting asked all these questions, (Y/n) should have to answer them too. However I think I know what her answer is."

"Go on." The girl looked at Albedo with keen interest.

"You have great self ambition and big dreams to pursue. You've been single all your life."

"No need to put it so rudely." She scowled. "You're right though. I don't have time to get into a relationship as of now."

"Even if you fell in love with someone?"

"Then I'd just avoid falling in love."

"Something like that is unavoidable." Dainsleif spoke.

"So you've been in love before then Dainsleif?"

(Y/n)'s lips curled into a cheeky smile, eager to hear what her boss had to say in regards to his past relationships— if he had any.

"I'm not sure. I can't recall ever being in love or having a girlfriend, but I get this weird feeling I have loved someone before."

"Are you sure that isn't your family you're thinking about?" Albedo raised a brow.

"You could be right."

"Aw come on now that's lame! And here I was thinking I'd get to hear a juicy story of a tragic romance coming from a guy." The girl sighed and shoved another nugget into her mouth. "Say Dainsleif do you live in a huge mansion? Have a private yacht and jet though?"

"I just live in an apartment. It looks alright. I wouldn't want a mansion as I'd have no one else to be there with me. The same goes with the other two."

"So if you had like a companion of any sort then you'd consider?"

"Maybe."

"Ok so does me, your secretary count? You could get a private jet and hire a pilot and make it easier to arrive to the places you need to be at." (Y/n) tried her luck.

"Hmm. That does make things more efficient. I'll get one."

"Boss?!" The two exclaimed in unison.

"You're serious?!"

"But where are you going to keep the jet?!" Albedo asked. More purchases meant he'd end up with more work than he already had.

"Our building isn't surrounded by any other buildings so I'll just buy more land for it."

Rich boss buying us a private jet rich boss buying us a private jet rich boss buying us a private jet constantly repeated in (Y/n)'s head, she was no longer listening to what the two blondes were saying.

"To believe talking about love and money would somehow lead you to purchasing a private jet. You are sometimes unbelievable." Albedo was sighing.

"Weren't you just talking about how nice it would be to have a private jet though?" (Y/n) turned to him.

"Yes but it's Dainsleif's jet, not my own."

"At least we'll get to use it."

"You mean you and he will. I barely leave the workplace."

"Oh. Let's have fun with the jet then boss."

Dainsleif averted his gaze from the two. He seemed to be thinking about something, or observing something. Neither of the two could figure it out but they didn't bother to wonder. All they could think about how their boss decided to purchase a private jet after (Y/n)'s simple request.
 
  
PS:Sorry it had to end just there lmao