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Mike sat at his desk, sighing as he filled out his paperwork. It was boring, but he kept himself occupied by letting his mind wonder occasionally. When it did, it almost always found its way to Jeremy. And it made him smile. It made him smile to know that he had Jeremy all for himself. It made him feel happy. He didn't know why. It just did.
"Mr. Schmidt?" A voice called through a loud speaker.
"Yes?" Mike groaned, not looking up from his papers.
"You have a visitor on her way up." The lady said in a cheerful tone.
Mike rolled his eyes. Who the hell could this possibly be.. Mike thought to himself. There was an abrupt, soft knock on his door.
"Come in." Mike called. He didn't look up, but he could hear a clicking of heels and smell a whiff of the woman's perfume as she entered.
"Hello, I'm Doll. I came for the recently opened internship."
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Mike watched a smiling Doll walk out of his office. She seemed like a nice girl, honestly. She was professional, attractive, confident.. She was perfect. Especially for an intern. He felt as if he could put his trust in her.
Mike, by then, had finished the stack of papers sitting on his desk. He decided to clock out early and hang out with Jeremy. While he was on the elevator, he began to think.
She seemed familiar.. Mike thought, I just can't figure out where I've seen her from..
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Doll smirked as she sat in her car, a picture of her and Mike dangling from her rearview mirror.
"I'm coming back, Mikey.." Doll cooed, "And this time I don't intend to leave.."
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SoRRY NOT SORRY HHEHE
it's kind of short tho so sorry for that meep
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Fifty Shades of Jeremike
FanfictionWARNING: A LOT of smut. Several kinks and suggestions of a sub/dom relationship. Sexual assault trigger warning on chapter 72. - Jeremy Fitzgerald, a college student is doing decently in school. He is by no means the richest kid, but at least his gr...
