Witch Hunter Robin Fan Fiction ❯ Embracing The Enemy ❯ On The Job ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Hola, it's been awhile hasn't it? Oh well, no time for chit chat, let just get this shit
started.

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own Witch Hunter Robin.

Act 2: On The Job

Robin was to start on the job immediately, as in the next day.

She didn't mind working for a new employer, she just wished that he'd stop staring at her
constantly, it was becoming hard to concentrate and soon, she couldn't even type a thing
whenever he stared at her.

"Miss Craft" Amon started.

"Yes, Mr. Steel?" Robin asked, trying to sound as professional as possible, despite how
uncomfortable she was feeling at the moment.

"I'm having dinner with a client tonight and it is imperitive that you be there."

"Yes sir, what is the name of the restaurant and what time should I be there?" Robin asked,
getting out a yellow sticky pad and pen, ready to write down what he was going to say.

"Actually, it would be best if we arrived together. Come by my house at 7:30 sharp on the dot."
He said, writing his address on his own sticky pad and holding it up for her to retrieve.

She got up and headed towards his desk to retrieve the paper. She took the paper and just as
she turned to leave, she noticed that he was still holding onto the paper.

Robin looked down and found her employer already staring at herface. Their eyes locked for only
a brief moment before he spoke.

"Remember to wear something elegant, we don't want to look too much like business sharks out
there, now do we angel fish." He said winking and finally let go of the paper.

She turned and left quickly before her could catch a glimpse of the blush gathering on her face.

Since she was finished for the day, Robin left and went to her small apartment for one.

"That bastard!"

She yelled, throwing her long black trenchcoat at the couch, knocking a pillow to the floor.

"Treating me like soem little school girl! And does her flirt with all of his secretarys like
that! Damn!" She exclaimed as she plopped down on the couch.

Robin was the type who always liked to be in control, she hated men who treated women helpless
little fawns, incapable of taking care of themselves without some sort of help. There she was,
losing it again though. Her power always fueled her anger, so it wasn't a good thing when she
became pissed, that led to accidental fires.

All she knew was, she'd get that bastard back, by taking down his company, then he'd see what
a woman was capable of.



Well, that's it. I know short, but I'm working on other stories too remember? So I can't very
well write some huge chap on this story. Review and I'll continue. Till next time, adios!