"What? Why? When." This was not happening. It was like you were in your own personal hell.

               "I'm come to London next month from the fifth to the twentieth. Blake bought me the ticket. Wasn't that just sweet of him." She hummed.

            "Mom, You hate flying and you never wanted to come to London even when I offered." You sighed. This is a game some kind of game. "Where are you staying?"

            "With you of course." She beamed over the phone.

             "You know I'm going to be on a Business trip that time. You could stay with Blake and have him show you around." You lied. Maybe this was a good time to take a month off on a tropical destination. You spotted Loki walked over towards your desk from the elevator. Carrying a lager box. "Look, I got to go." Hanging the phone up, cutting your mother off before she could protest about your sudden vacation. Raising your eyebrow at Loki.

            "Personal calls on Company time? Why Miss y/l/n you know the rules." Loki voice was stern, but his eyes gave him away. He looked around making sure no one was around. "Should I bend you over here or in my office?" He winked before setting the box on your desk.

           "So what's in the box's?" You questioned, Ignoring his pass. He smiled down at you. His hand jester for you to open it. "For me?" Giving the man a confused look.

          "Of course, now open it." Loki hummed sitting at the edge of your desk.

         "This better not be a sex doll!" You teased, slowly pulling the silk black ribbon off.

          "Well I certainly hope you don't need one of those rubbish things. I certainly don't. I have a pretty little thing I can have my way with." Loki purred, his slender fingers brushing along your cheek.

         "And what makes you think you can have your way with her?" You smirked glancing up at him through your eyelashes. Loki leaned forward with a smirk of his own.

          "Because, I know what makes her tick. What makes her moan out my name, and what makes her so easy and eagerly wet for me." Loki whispered into your ear his voice low and seductive. Making you shiver, he was right, he had you wet just by speaking. "Now open." Pulling away from you. Almost making you whimper when he did. Opening the lid, eyes widen at the sight a of a beautiful rose gold laced dress neatly folded inside.

           "Loki, it beautiful! But where pray tell am I going to wear this too?" You looking at Loki a little confused.

           "It's for tonight. That company dinner, or has fucking your boss, make you forget you still need to do your job?" Loki smirked, his hand cupped your cheek.

           "No, I still can my Job. It's just my mom, she decided to come to London now. Next month in fact. Apparently Blake is sending her here." You sighed, knowing full well you have been a bit distracted. Sure it doesn't help that you are sleeping with your boss. But Blake showing up and now your mom.

           "So What you're say we need to fly to Japan for a business meeting?" Loki sighed, he watched you carefully as you nuzzles his hand. "How about we get through tonight and worry about things over breakfast in bed.

          "And what makes you think I'm staying for breakfast or the night?" You teased, standing up to pull the dress out.

          "Oh I think by the time I'm done with you love, you'll be to wiped out to even move." Loki hummed, thinking all of the ways he wanted to you.

          "Now what makes you think your getting lucky at all?" You simply states.

          "How can you resist me, darling? " Loki said with a cocky confident. You set the dress down, before leaning in to Loki.

          "I've resisted you for over two years just remember that." You whispered. "The real question is can you resist me in this or at all." Your free hand trailing along his chest. Then down to a rather a very hard bulge. Rubbing your palm against it. "Can you resist me sir? It feels like you can't." You moaned out with a little giggle at the end. Your hand applying enough pressure against his pants to make him squirm. Kissing Loki passionately, biting his lower lip, pulling just a little, before pulling away completely. "Is there anything else Mr. Laufeyson?"

        shimmying yourself into the dress, as you finished getting ready. Loki was to pick you up in twenty. How he was able to let you go earlier to get ready, really shocked you. After your little stunt, Loki almost had you bent over the desk. That's if it weren't for elevator doors opening. The dress fit beautifully, formed over you body nicely. Plunging neckline showed of the curves of your breasts. Floor to hip slit showed off your leg as you walked. 'Though there dose wearing any underwear.' The door bell goes off you slipped on your heels as you made your way to the door.

            "Loki, could you not find a dress with a lower back? I don't think this one is showing enough of my ass." You swung the door open, thinking it was Loki at the door. Your smiled faded when you looked up. "What the hell do you want Blake?"

            "I only wish to talk." Blake cooed, his eyes scanning over your body. Making you feel uncomfortable.

            "How the hell did you even get in, let along know where I leave?" You hissed. You hand on the back of the door ready to shut it in his face.

            "You mom gave me the address and I told the door man I was your boyfriend." He shrugged, like it was nothing.

            "Well funny thing is my mom doesn't have my address and my sister would never give it to you. So try again. And you are not my boyfriend you are an thorn in my side ex. That seems to think stocking me is going to get me back." You huffed. "News flash, for the billionth time I'm with Loki. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a date with an handsome raven hair man. Who knows how to satisfy his girl." Making sure the door was locked you walked passed him, only for him to grab your elbow.

            "Come on y/n let's talk." Forcefully turning you around.

             "No!" You practically screamed. Before you could do anything further a pair of strong hand pulled you away and behind them.