Two years later
"Hey, princess," Luke smirked as you walked into his office, "We still on for tonight?"
"On for what?" you smiled slightly, placing the stack of papers on his desk.
"We haven't done it on the kitchen counter for a while," he winked.
You giggled softly as you rolled your eyes, shoving his shoulder and beginning to walk out of the room. You heard Luke get up from his chair before feeling him grab your hand and turn you around.
"I was thinking pizza and How I Met Your Mother reruns at my place," he offered.
"Make it pizza and FRIENDS reruns and I'm there," you replied.
"Done," he agreed immediately, leaning in to kiss your cheek quickly. "Love you, princess," he murmured even though you were nowhere where anyone would hear him. You felt a smile pull at the corner of your mouth.
"Love you too, Lukey," you returned a kiss of your own, pecking his lips. He let go of your hand and let you go back to your desk, not wanting people to think you'd been in his office for too long.
~
The next day
You had returned from your lunch break about an hour ago and were finishing up some paperwork. You were so immersed in your job that you barely heard anything when another person approached your desk.
"Miss Y/L/N," you heard someone say, making you look up. Your eyes widened upon seeing Charles Adler, the president of the company's board – Luke's boss – standing in front of your desk.
"Yes, sir?" you swallowed.
"I need to speak with you and Mr. Hemmings in the conference room right away," he said monotonously, not even giving you a chance to acknowledge the order before he walked toward the room.
You waited until he disappeared into the hallway before jumping up and running to Luke's office door. You knocked, but didn't wait for the okay to enter. You just went in and quickly closed the door behind you. He was on the phone, but when he saw the look you were giving him, he knew whatever had brought you there was important.
"Hey, I'm gonna have to call you back, Mum," Luke said, "My love needs me." You rolled your eyes as he winked at you. "Okay," he nodded despite the fact that Liz couldn't see him, "Yeah, we'll see you tonight. Love you too." He ended the call and stuck his cell back into his pocket. "Hey, princess..." he said slowly, "Is something wrong?"
"'Your love' doesn't need you, Luke," you informed him, "But your boss does." Luke's eyes widened just as yours had.
"Okay," he cleared his throat, picking up his office phone, "What line is he on?"
"Conference room," you mumbled.
"He's here?"
"He said he needs to see us."
"Us?" his eyes widened just as yours had, "Why both of us?"
"I don't know, but I'd really rather not keep him waiting," you replied. Luke immediately agreed, jumping up and walking over to you.
"Whatever it is, princess, I'm sure it'll be fine," he said reassuringly, kissing your forehead, "Maybe I'm getting promoted."
"He wants to tell you that in front of me as well?" you giggled.
"Well, obviously, if I get promoted, you're getting promoted with me," he shrugged, a cocky grin on his face, "You're the only assistant I've kept around for more than six months."
"And the fact that I'm sleeping with you has nothing to do with that?" you smirked slightly.
"It certainly helps," he chuckled, pecking your lips before you opened the door and went to the conference room where Charles was impatiently waiting.
"Nice of you two to finally join me," he said dryly while Luke closed the door behind him.
"You wanted to see us, sir?" Luke spoke. Charles simply gestured to the two seats across from him. You both sat down, your leg instantly starting to bounce in nervousness.
"You both know how important it is that the company maintains its good reputation," he began, "Unfortunately, it has come to my attention that that is becoming more and more of a problem."
Luke furrowed his eyebrows, "I'm not sure I understand, sir."
"Miss Y/L/N," Charles looked at you, "Are you or are you not sleeping with Mr. Hemmings?"
"I-I'm sorry?" you stuttered while Luke's jaw just dropped slightly.
"There's no use in lying, Miss Y/L/N," he shook his head, "I already know." He hit a button on the remote in his hand and you all looked up to the television mounted on the wall, watching a clip from a time you'd kissed Luke after bringing paperwork to him – and a rather heated kiss at that. Your heart started racing.
"You had a camera in there?" your voice cracked as you stared at Luke in shock.
"Y/N, I-" Luke's boss wouldn't even let him finish.
"Pack up your belongings, Miss Y/L/N," Charles said monotonously, "You're fired."
"F-Fired?" you swallowed, "I can't... You don't understand how badly I need this job!"
"Then you should have thought about that before you started sleeping with your boss."
"Who told you I was..." you trailed off when you notice him glance at Luke and smile. "Lu-"
"Goodbye, Miss Y/L/N," Charles said firmly.
You stormed out of the room, unable to believe Luke would do something like that. You actually thought you meant something to him; You actually thought you were more than just a casual fuck.
But clearly, you were wrong.
Luke never loved you; Luke loved his job. You should have known from the moment he asked you out that it was a ploy to get you to fall for him and eventually start sleeping with him.
And you believed him. You actually believed him.
~
Two months later
You were at a local homeless shelter – your place of residence for the last month and a half. But living in a shelter? That was nothing compared to all the rumors and the fact that you couldn't find another job. Your life had gone downhill so quickly that you didn't even have time to brace yourself for impact.
But what hurt more than all that was that Luke hadn't even tried to contact you. You obviously couldn't pay your phone bills anymore, but you hadn't gotten any visits from friends or family saying that Luke was looking for you or anything.
You hated yourself for still loving him, honestly. Even after everything he'd done, you spent night after night replaying the memories in your head just before you fell asleep. You missed him more than anything, but he played you; And, boy, did he play you well.
One evening, you were sulking around the city – as you usually did these days – on your way back to the shelter. You had spent most of the day at the park, just wanting to clear your head, when you caught a glimpse of a crisp black suit and the blonde hair you couldn't seem to rid your fingertips the feeling of. You kept your head down as you picked up the pace and entered the shelter, but it was too late; Luke had already seen you.
"Y/N!" Luke followed you into the building. He put his hand on your shoulder to stop you, hurrying in front of you and spinning around. "I've been looking for you everywhere! What are you doing here?"
"It's a homeless shelter, Luke," you sighed, caving in and looking up at him, "What do you think I'm doing here?"
"You're not..." he trailed off. Everyone in the small building was looking at you – knowing very well about what happened with you and Luke – but you couldn't help yourself; Something inside you just snapped.
"I am," you spat, "You know, once word got out that Adler fired me for sleeping with you, no one else wanted to hire the girl who would be 'willing to have sex with her boss to get promotions'," you mocked the rumors you'd been hearing about yourself. "I couldn't afford to pay rent anymore, so they kicked me out of my apartment and now here I am."
"Y/N... I-"
"Don't," you growled, "Don't you dare give me that shit, Lucas. You don't get to act like you care now that you realized you ruined my life. Maybe you should have thought about that before you hid that camera in your office. You are a self-centered asshole who is only concerned with getting richer, and you proved that loud and clear when you did nothing when Adler fired me. You don't give a shit who you have to tear down in order to stay on top-" You swallowed thickly. "-even if you have to tell them you love them. So you can take that bullshit sorry look off of your face and shove it up your ass. But you know what? I hope it all works out for one of us, and since it sure as hell isn't going to be me; Good fucking luck. Have a nice life, Hemmings." You turned on your heels and walked back out the door.
"I did love you!" you heard as the door swung open, making you freeze. "I do love you, Y/N!" Luke called after you.
You noticed those around you staring at the two of you, so you closed your eyes so you didn't have to see them. Luke could see you breathing deeply and all the attention on you now, but he kept talking – you did stop walking, after all, and that had to count for something.
"I'm in love with you, Y/N," he said softly, but still loud enough for you to hear him, "I fucked up by not fighting Adler when he fired you – I know that – but I still love you." You finally caved in and turned around to face him. His breath visibly hitched and he kept going, not wanting you to leave. "No matter how far you push me away, Y/N, I will always love you."
"But the camera-"
"I swear to God, Y/N, I had no idea that was there," he pleaded, "I would have told you if I knew. I... I would never do that to you..."
"Luke..." you murmured, "The rumors finally stopped... I can't... I don't want people-"
"You don't want people to say this, you don't want people to say that," he let out an exasperated sigh, "Don't think about other people right now; Think about you for once. What do you want?"
Your breath caught in your throat, but you didn't say anything. He took a few steps toward you, taking your face in his hands when he reached you.
"What do you want, princess?" he asked lowly.
"You," you choked. His mouth curled into a small smile and he pulled your face to his.
"Live with me," Luke said before his lips were even off of yours. You grabbed his hands and took them off of your face, looking at him on confusion.
"What?" you asked.
"Live with me," he repeated, "You can't live here, Y/N, you deserve better than being homeless."
"Yeah," you scoffed, "Being seen with a homeless person will really trash your reputation."
"Y/N," he sighed, wiggling his hands out of yours and putting them back on your face so he could run his thumbs along your cheekbones, "You know that's not true." You cast your gaze to his collarbones so you didn't have to look into his eyes. "I love you so much, Y/N," he murmured, "I just want to keep you safe; I can't do that while you're living on the street. You deserve the entire world, princess, and I want to be the one to give you as much of it as I can." You swallowed thickly again, looking back up at him.
"I love you, Lu," you said almost inaudibly, but he still heard you. Luke smiled, knowing you'd agreed to move in with him, and pressed his lips back to yours.
He always kissed you like he meant it, but it was only now that you realized it. Maybe you began questioning everything after you were fired, but one thing was certain to you now; Luke was in love with you, and you were in love with him too.
~
stupid dumb idiot dumb danielle accidentally deleted the post that inspired this and now she can't find it again so if u know or if u are the person who wrote the ceo!luke smut where there's a two-way mirror involved (spoiler alert wow) hmu so i can give credit yo