"Will you please explain your actions just now ?"

Levi had dragged her inside the longue, away from Zeke.

"Well why don't you do the explaining ?" He spat, "about the situation just now, I want to hear it from your own mouth."

"That was The Boy Wonder, the novelist. He came to say yes to a proposal I made about the book concert at our new art center !"

The man still has a cold look on his face, "since when did this project go ahead ?"

"I mentioned it to you last time about inviting a bestselling author for Ackerman Company library's opening event." (Y/n) desperately clarified, trying to assure her boss who looks pissed at her.

His lips parted open, "Is he.. the bestselling author you were talking about ?"

"Well, yes ! And now there's a chance I might lose him-"

"Then why did you never report this to me ? You did all of this without my knowing, I never gave you permission to do so," Levi strikes back.

"I thought it was meaningless to," (Y/n) reasoned, "unless I was really sure."

He breathes out, "Don't."

"Pardon ?"

"Just... ." His eyes held a shade of rage and.. sadness.

"May I ask why, Mr. Ackerman ?" (Y/n) crosses her arms across her chest, not liking his antics. She worked hard to make a proposal to a famous author by herself, the author even agreed. And now.. Levi easily decides that he refuses the author.

The vice president clicked his tongue.

"Do I have to make you understand every little thing, Ms. (L/n) ?"

She has no idea why, but.. those words hurt.

Deep down, somewhere inside her heart, (Y/n) just wants to let a few drops of tears roll down from her eyes. But no. She holds it in.

"If I say no, it's a no." Levi declared, with his voice filled with authority.

The woman in front of him sighs silently, slightly puffing out her chest as she releases a breath upon the defeat. (Y/n) averted her eyes from her boss, her face suddenly looking quite.. emotionless. She's had enough.

"Mr. Ackerman.." She said calmly, "you said you want to meet up here because you have important things to say to me right ?"

Silence...

"If this is nothing urgent, then can I hear it next time ?" Her voice held a stern intonation.

Levi jerked his head towards the exit door, "fine. It wasn't anything important anyway. Get out of my sight."

"...Well then, I'll get going sir."

She bowed, before storming off from the lounge.

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The blonde calmly sips his wine, amused by the short man sitting across from him in the cozy bar.

"My my... What's this ? The great vice president Ackerman wants to see me ?"

Levi leans back into his seat, "what exactly are you planning ?"

"It's just.." Zeke releases a fake dramatic sigh, "I thought I should contribute to your lovely company, you know. That's what old friends always do."

"Old friends ?"

"Apparently, me stepping forward will be a great help. (Y/n) said so."

The man with the undercut silently gritted his teeth, however he manages to keep a calm demeanor.

Zeke notices the change in Levi's behavior, "What's with that expression ? Don't tell me..... Are you scared ?"

"That you'll lose (Y/n) to me ?"

He smirks, knowing that he might win this round.

"No way." Levi said.

"I don't think so. If you're so scared, then should I just refuse (Y/n)'s proposal ?"

But then.. "No. Just go for it."

"W-what ?" Zeke's eyes widen a little.

"It doesn't concern me whether you do it or not. If you think this project will influence the company or Ms. (L/n) in any way, then you're overestimating yourself. Because you're not capable." Levi stated.

"You'll never stand a chance against (Y/n) (L/n)."

------------------------------- THE NEXT DAY -------------------------------

The two tone haired man hurried up to enter a room, then he quickly closed the door in hope no one came in.

"Guys, I got big news once again !"

Pairs of eyes darted towards the horseface in a split second, however, they lose interest and averted their attention into their computers again. Not caring about the man who got a big news.

"Oi ! Do you all even liste-"

Eren slams a folder into the nearest table, "SHUT THE FUCK UP HORSEFACE, WE DON'T NEED TO HEAR YOUR BULLSHIT IN THE MORNING !!"

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME ??!"

"Guys, please. I wanna have a calm breakfast in the morning." Sasha fumed out behind her monitor, with a piece of bread in her mouth.

Luckily, Historia and (Y/n) just happen to be there. The blonde goddess heads towards the two bickering men with a smile on her face, "Now now, please just sit down. Jean, what do you want to say ?"

"Ugh finally, someone listens to me," Jean rolls his eyes, "for our library's opening event we're going to have a book concert with The Boy Wonder !!" He exclaimed.

"Eeh ?"

"What ?"

"No way ! I bet that's an empty rumor. We know you Jean.."

Jean nearly pulls his hair out, "WHY WON'T YOU BELIEVE ME ??!" He neighed, "YOU GUYS ARE SO DAMN-"

"Jean."

A certain secretary had stood up from her chair, eyeing Jean with curiosity in her eyes, "Where did you hear that ?"

"From the marketing team division. Mr. Ackerman told them himself to prepare the press release materials !"

"...What..?"

(Y/n) frowned, 'something's not right.. Mr. Ackerman said it's a no.. Then why..'

Thus, she decides to confront her boss.

-----------------------Later-----------------------

There, (Y/n) spotted him standing quietly in his private office, facing the window. Looking down at the view of the busy city.

"Good morning Mr. Ackerman."

She doesn't give a shit whether he acknowledges her presence or not, (Y/n)'s purpose is to try getting a clear answer from the man himself. The woman takes a step closer to him, who's back still facing her, "About the book concert with The Boy Wonder.. Is it true that you gave the approval ?"

"Yes," Levi slowly turned to face her, "it's true."

"May I ask why, all of a sudden, when you said it's a firm only yesterday ?" The secretary inquired, sending her boss a rather sharp glare.

Silence..

"Ah, right.. There's no reason for you to explain every detail for me," (Y/n) sassed, "isn't that right, Mr. Ackerman ?"

Again, she only gets silence in return.

"Then please don't cross the line from now on," she added.

(Y/n) takes a deep breath, encouraging herself to spit out the words she's always wanted to get out from her chest, "To be honest, I... I misunderstood some things. After the marriage proposals and asking me out, and your sudden change of attitude, I thought maybe... You meant it."

"Ms. (L/n)-"

".." She cuts him off, "...ever shake me up again."

Just as simple as that, (Y/n) walked out of his private office without waiting for a reply from her boss.

Levi could only watch from his indoor office window as his secretary sat back on her usual receptionist desk then begin to type furiously on her keyboard.

"Shit.. she looks quite mad.." He sighs, "what should I do ?"

The man shifts closer to his personal PC, typing some words into a searching engine called Google.

[How to say sorry to your girlfriend]

"Tch.. seriously ? These are the searching results I got ? How shitty.." Levi scrolled down the Google page, intending to find a solution.

He then decides to test something out.

Levi pushes several buttons near his table, which sends a buzz to the receptionist desk, asking for her presence. As (Y/n) makes her way inside his office, Levi hurriedly plops down on his chair and crooks his necktie on purpose.

Just in time, (Y/n) enters his office, bowing.

"Oi. Have you done my spee-"

"I sent the opening speech for the welfare center opening to your email. Please check." (Y/n) answered with a monotonous voice, looking down at his sitting figure.

Levi blinked. Not used to this side of her.

The woman bows, turning around to get out of there as soon as possible, but it seems like Levi has other plans. He cleared his throat, making (Y/n) stop in her tracks, "It seems like my tie's a bit loose.." He trailed off, hoping that (Y/n) would come and fix it for him and then BOOM she'll feel bad and-

With that, she stomped back to the receptionist desk. Fuming with anger.

As soon as (Y/n) exited his office, Levi groaned in frustration, pulling on his hair. The man then stops what he's doing, "Oh.. that's right.."

"Why ask Google for solutions when I can just ask shitty glasses.. ?"