Strictly Professional ~ Onceler x fem reader fanfic

You wore your hair down, as usual, Loosely curled in a blowout fashion. You applied light makeup to your face , though you added red lipstick for added effect. You chose to wear a black blazer dress and black shiny heels, elevating you.

As you applied your truffula perfume. On you, the perfume smelt of vanilla and tobacco.You smiled at yourself in the mirror. You reminded yourself of who you used to be, and what you had done to become who you are today. As you made your way out of the room, you walked to the balcony where Onceler stood, lighting a cigarette as you did.

"Ready to go?" He asked

"All ready"

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The restaurant he chose was nice, classy. He opened the passenger door for you and you stepped out, admiring the restaurant. He had good taste , you had to admit. As you walked over to the secluded table, away from prying eyes, you glanced at him. He had his eyes fixed on yours. They were so blue. bluer than the ocean , you thought. You ordered your food and the waitress asked what you would like for drinks.
"Passionfruit martini please" you said

"Feeling fruity are we?" He asked. You rolled your eyes.

"And for you sir?" The waitress asked
"Same for me, I'm curious" He smiled.
As the waitress went off, his eyes darted back to you.

"About today, I just want to say-"

"Who is he?" He questioned. Yes, you forgot about the lunch, but he turned up to your house without warning! You thought a chauffeur had been arranged, the last thing you expected was him to show up at your door.

" A friend" you started.

"Spare me the pleasantries Y/N, I know what you get up to" He retorted.

"How so?" You asked.

"Before I contacted your company, I did some research. You've been invisible up until your business was made. Completely invisible. What's the deal?"

"I don't believe that's your business Onceler" You frowned. Since you became a known businesswoman, you vowed to keep the past the past. It was too much of a mess to think about, so you had it removed.

"It may not be, though I found an interesting article about a bank robbery. Your last name involved. Care to share?" He smirked. Now he had the upper hand. That time of your life was unbearable to think about.

"Last names don't mean anything, that could be anything" Your anger was rising. He was insufferable.

"Now now Miss L/N, no need to get angry, I was only wondering " He laughed. The nerve of this man! He could see the anger in your eyes. It was kind of scary to him. Just as you were about to speak, the waitress gave you your drinks, saying something about how the food wouldn't be long at all.

"Let's talk business then, if that's too much too bear" Now was your time to shine, at breakfast, you had decided to do some research into Mr Onceler. You read multiple articles about how there were concerns of the safety of his business, and how he collected the resources. You decided now was the time to bring that up.

"Your technique is fucked" You stated

"Pardon?"

"To chop them down, it's stupid. Yes, it speeds up production, but it also makes your resource finite. Trees don't grow as fast as they fall. Ya know?"

"Care to give me some pointers?"

"Well, not many know that I began by chopping them down too, but my invention, the Tuft Taker, allows for infinite resource and speedy production. "

"I see"

"As we are collaborating, I suppose you could use my Tuft Taker as well." You offered. Though you took pride in what was yours, the collaboration meant some parts of your business needed to be shared. This would allow Onceler to get rid of any nasty articles and prevent jeopardizing your name in the involvement of the companies.

He clasped his hands together tightly, "Perfect! I appreciate your help, to good business! And even better company!" He raised his glass as you clinked them together. The conversation had been saved, you smiled.

"This drink is delicious!" He swallowed the entire thing as he ordered another. You had a feeling that this lunch would go on longer than expected

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As the food arrived, you spoke about both of your rises to success, making jokes here and there. You enjoyed his company.

You checked your watch, it had been four hours!

"As lovely as this has been Onceler, I need to sort some things out at the office. I must be leaving."
He seemed almost offended at your words, sadness filling his eyes.

"How about you ring your assistant, I'd like to show you a bar, I'm in the mood for a party"

"No can do, It really isn't an option" You said. Defeat filled his eyes, you felt bad

"It's been a pleasure, Y/N" He shook your hand firmly.

As you turned towards the exit, you had a thought.

"Onceler? Do you like clubs?" You turned back around, he smirked darkly.

"I'll pick you up at 11" He said.
Little did you know, the night wouldn't be as joyous as you hoped.