Off Schedule 6
Summary: Slow burn. Brad Pitt is your boss and he is going through a divorce. Smut in later chapters. Warning: Kissing
Brad Pitt x Reader, Keanu Reeves x Reader
Any critiques to make me better are more than welcome.
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8,
Lost in a daze you sat on the couch just going over the events that just transpired. Glancing over to the window you hadn't realized how late it was getting. With a heavy sigh you get up and make your way back to your room.
From the short hallway staring into the darkness of your room you notice a flicker of light coming from your bed. Groaning you dread the thought of the possible missed call or text from him.
Is he pissed again? Whats going to happen now?
Reaching for it you look to see it's not him. To your relief its Keanu, he had got your number before he took off to get Brad from the bar. You stretch out on your bed and open his message.
Keanu: Hey sorry to text you so late. You: its ok I couldn't sleep anyway. Did you find him?
You debated if you should've told him that Mr.Pitt stopped by, but you went with playing dumb. This had to be a bad idea. They are best friends. Brad would surely tell Keanu what transpired here tonight. You didn't even know why you lied, but by the time you pressed send it was too late.
Keanu: No Keanu: Went to the bar but he wasn't there. Tried calling him too but still couldn't get a hold of him. You: I hope he is ok
The next lie weighed heavy on you.
Keanu: Let me take you out tomorrow night
Sitting up from the bed your eyes bugged out. You could not have possibly read that right. You dragged your teeth over your bottom lip as you reread the text. Your face feeling hotter as you contemplate a reply leaving him on read for a minute or two.
Unlike Mr. Pitt he was single, but he was still one of the two men that signed your checks.
Snap out of it girl! Maybe that was meant for someone else? Yep total mistake.
Keanu: theres nothing to worry about just two work colleagues enjoying a night out 😉
Just us two! Ok ok calm down maybe he wants to talk about what happened at work? Oh gawd thats worse.
Keanu: blowing off some steam
OK ok maybe he doesn't know and just feels something else is off. Ugh stop over thinking.
You: ok that sounds great actually 😉 Keanu: Awesome! We'll leave straight from work Keanu: get some sleep see ya tomorrow You: Ok. goodnite Keanu: Nite
Laying back in bed you debated with yourself. You had a sinking feeling you were making another mistake. Should you even show up to work tomorrow and just cancel your plans with Keanu? If you didn't show you couldn't guarantee that you wouldn't be visited upon by another uninvited guest again.
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Off Schedule 4
Summary: Slow burn. Brad Pitt is your boss and he is going through a divorce. Smut in later chapters. Warning this is really fucking long(sorry), Kissing, fingering
Brad Pitt x Reader, Keanu Reeves x Reader
Any critiques to make me better are more than welcome.
Jonah asked Brad to come to his office to give him an update on the divorce proceedings. He arrived there late that evening, the mood in the room was solemn. Brad had a feeling that whatever Jonah had to say wouldn’t be good. Taking the seat across from Jonah’s desk Brad saw the grim look on his attorney’s face.
“So you have news on the trial.” Brad spoke first.
“The judge agreed to the expedition” Jonah said defeated. He had tried to call in favors to get the date of the divorce proceedings delayed and to stop the expedition, but he failed in the end. He called this meeting with Brad to discuss a strategy on how to proceed.
“I’m not surprised when she wants something she would be hard pressed not to get it.” Brad half-heartily laughed.
Off Schedule
Chapter 1
Summary: Slow burn. Brad Pitt is your boss and he is going through a divorce.
Warning blow jobs this chapter. Smut.
Any critiques to make me better are more than welcome.
Brad Pitt x Reader
You had been with Terrilum investment firm for over 5 years and things were going super well. The firm was luxurious, marble floors on every level, sleek desks that looked like they came from the future and the softest leather desk chair you ever sat in. The pay was good and being the personal assistant to one of the Executives who was by far the hottest piece of man meat you ever scene walk this earth was the cherry on the cake.
"What are your plans for this weekend?" Stepping out of his office behind you Mr. Pitt asked. Walking up to your desk sitting on the edge of it.