Inevitable Superiority

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Nobody reigns superior before her. Anything must act according to plan; they are all lowly creatures in the grasp of her hand. She’ll control anything. She has heard, from her many misadventures with men, that she was a dominatrix. Not knowing what the word ‘dominatrix’ in the first place.

The leaves rustled away with the wind, a fresh college grad. She has to take internship. No choice.

Everything in Cagalli Yula Attha’s life was planned. She’s going to earn her first million in her 25 years of life. Even the names of her future children were planned.

But right now, it was back to basics. She has to attend countless internship. Argh.

She was blazing on the streets with her black Mercedes, a present from her parents, for graduating Magna Cum Laude. It was pretty flashy for a newbie like her, parking her car, a tons of whispers penetrating on her ear.

“Looks like we got competition”

She smirked, turning around she saw a frightened girl, convulsing. She wore pigtails, making her younger than she actually is. A bit plump, but was nicely proportioned.

As if by the speed of light, the girl’s eyes turned towards her, still frightened. She sighed, it was obvious that she was gonna chat with her, but it wasn’t her task. She’s going to have her way with this field.

Feeling sympathy, she looked back the same manner she did, only that she shone with confidence.

The girl warmed up and flashed a smile and so did she. The next thing she knew, the girl was holding her hand, shaking it and is introducing herself.

“I’m Meyrin Hawke, are you an intern too?”

She had a cute voice, almost like that of six year olds. She founded her adorable, or maybe it was because she fitted to be her prey. She want to devour every competition she may possibly get, by the looks of the girl, her career was over before it even started.

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She decided to bring the girl out for coffee, to relieve stress. They just met their boss, who would be guiding their way throughout the whole corporation. Athrun Zala was his name. He seemed to be cool and relaxed, to the point that relaxed would be changed to lazy.

Meyrin immediately liked him; she sounded more of a preteen than a woman but she was fine with this, she needed company and so did she.

They sat on mahogany chairs with a mahogany table to match. It seemed like anything was in mahogany. Everything was bathing in mahogany.

Meyrin started to blab, how wonderful Mr. Zala is and blah…blah blah…

She found the ‘Mr. Zala’ well, okay. He was nice but was stiff as a board. He smiles but it was hallow, maybe all those years in his position changed him to be that.

“Do you notice how his chest goes up and down?” Meyrin asked her stare so dreamy as if she was floating in cloud nine.

She sighed; love can make you a big ball of mush before you know it. “It’s called breathing Meyrin, people do it to live, converting oxygen into carbon for plants to take.”

Meyrin pouted. “Why do people need to lecture me in biology all the time! I know that! ”

Cagalli decided to let it go. Staring outside, thinking of possibilities how Athrun Zala, makes the simple act of breathing, dreamy.

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“Cagalli Yula Attha? Care to introduce yourself?” Athrun asked, searching her face in a crowd of interns. She had an awesome transcript and bio data. She could even skip internship if she wanted too.

Cagalli stood up, no sign of nervousness on her face. She was well poised and relaxed. “My name is Cagalli Yula Attha, a graduate of Harvard University, please to meet you all.” She smiled, taking her seat as people gave their applauses.

Athrun stared at the girl, who was now rummaging on some files and folders. She has great leadership capabilities, from the way she handles herself down to her clothes. She was perfect for the job opening for the head of the creative team.

It was too early to give her the job; she has to face his challenges first. He was meticulous when it comes to his employees, for they carry the name of the company.

Flipping down on her résumé, he learned that she was Uzumi Nara Attha’s daughter his dad’s long time partner. Strange that she didn’t know. Maybe they kept it a secret from her. He settled not to interfere.

He continued to stare at her, she was pretty. No question on that.

Maybe it’s time for him to meet some women.

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“So Cagalli, where are you planning to go after work?” Meyrin asked innocently. She was probably going to propose to go into a club and dance the night away.

Cagalli thought of the possibilities. “Maybe home, I don’t know. How about you?” She asked back.

Meyrin put a finger on her chin, thinking. “Oh I know! Maybe we could go into some club!” Her eyes brightened.

She hinted right, as always. Relentlessly, she agreed.

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The smoke of the club radiated on her nose. People were dancing everywhere, partying. Enjoying, the time they have after a day’s work.

She has been receiving stares, after having a debate with Meyrin if she should dress or not. She was wearing a tube top and some nice jeans. Simple yet it still caught eyes.

Meyrin on the other hand, went all out. She was wearing a short skirt, her pigtailed hair now hanging loosely on her shoulders. She looked more womanly, she has to say.

“Come on Cagalli! Let’s go get some drinks…” Meyrin dragged her by the hand. Guys were staring at them two, smiling naughtily.

“So what are you having?” The bartender asked the two of them, wiping an empty glass.

“I’ll have tequila.” Cagalli requested.

“I’ll have whatever she’s having” Meyrin seconded.

“Two tequilas comin’ up!” the bartender announced, skillfully flipping a bottle of tequila, it landed perfectly on his hands, while Meyrin clapped, amused at the bartender’s doings.

After getting their drinks, they fixed themselves on a high chair, sipping their drinks through a straw.

“Do you think Mr. Zala would be here?” Meyrin asked, her head going right to left, searching for him.

“Maybe but I doubt it…” Cagalli said, and continued to drink.

Cagalli reached for her flip phone, only to find out that she missed two calls from Kira, her brother.

“Oh My GOD….”

He heard Meyrin say, looking at her questioningly. “Oh my God what?”

Meyrin squealed in delight. “It’s Mr. Athrun Zala! He’s here! I can’t believe it!” she squealed some more.

Cagalli peered at him. He looked like a teenager without his suit and tie. he was with a silver haired guy and a brown haired woman. Business partners, she thought.

“Come on!” she dragged her again. “M-Meyrin!” she staggered along the way, mumbling words of apology to people she bumped into accidentally.

“Mr. Zala!” Meyrin said, looking all giddy and hyper. Athrun stared, she was with Cagalli Attha. A chuckled escaped his lips when he saw how she looked so disoriented. Perhaps from all the dragging she got from her companion.

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“She’s so drunk…” Cagalli observed her newly found friend, she puking her guts out in the car park.

Athrun insisted to take them home but Meyrin had to go throw up. Cagalli approached Meyrin helping her on her back.

“Come on, let’s go…” Cagalli said soothing her; she looked at Athrun indicating that they have to go now.

Athrun opened the back seat; they putted her friend, letting her sleep. She moved towards the front seat, opening the door for herself.

Athrun turned the ignition and started to drive.

This is one heck of a ride…

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A/n: Another fic from moi so how did you find it?

So the continuation of the car ride next chap. sex? later on. dont worry. im as horny as ever. XD

oh. btw, thanks for the support on Insane Lust. next chap and lemon would be out soon. sorry for the long delay, i had school work to do.

so review, i need your insights on this.

Till the next update!