Game On Bitches

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NCW Inc.

After the huge argument the four had, being able to civilly work with each other was a great challenge.

Their employees have been suspecting something wrong with them.

Thankfully, their scandal faded after a few weeks, but it still isn't the end.

The four have given each other a painful few weeks.

At first, Y/N thought of quitting and the three thought of firing her. But when you're a competitive person, that's too easy.

Instead, the three made sure to give Y/N hell to push her limit and make her quit. While Y/N being a competitive woman, she went through hell and back to do whatever the three wanted her to do.

If Romanoff, Danvers, and Maximoff were going to challenge Y/N, they clearly didn't know what they were about to face.

Y/N can seem innocent, but if you remove that understanding, kind exterior. She's a ruthless person, especially when you lose her trust.

Romanoff, Danvers, Maximoff. They're scary enough when you look at them, but when you try ruining their name. They'll ruin you.

This was not close to a challenge for Y/N nor was it for the three.

This thing they're playing was not for any ordinary person, it was way out of their league. This is for the elite, a game that was to be played by relentless ladies.

They accepted the challenge, joining the contest.

Game On Bitches.

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Y/N's POV -

Everyone in the building had their whispers of assumptions of whom the three were fucking. I heard some of their comments, talking about how this employee is so lucky cause they're being specially treated. Some insulted the employee for the same reason they thought they were lucky.

I don't think they knew it was me, we were careful in our past arrangements.

I walked to Ms. Maximoff's office to give her the reports she wanted. "Here's what you requested." I hand her the files.

"Good, you didn't forget." She ridiculed, looking through the files.

"Unlike you, I don't forget my position." I smiled, replying to her comment.

"Ms. Scott, I hope you don't forget that you work for me." She placed the files on her desk, looking directly at me.

"Like how you forgot someone had a wife." I mention her past decisions.

She stood up, walking in front of me.

"Watch your mouth." She warns me, getting closer to my face.

"What if I don't want to ?" I push her to her limit, getting closer to her face.

I feel her hot breath sync in with mine. We stand there, peering into each other's eyes. Our eyes wanting to kill, but our lips wanting to connect.

I escape from her gaze and try walking out before she grabs my arm. I try getting out of her grip, only being tightened by her.

"If you don't watch your mouth, I'll have to teach you a very miserable lesson." She threatens me, while looking at my lips.

I got out of her grip and walked out of her office.

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The amount of times that Ms. Romanoff, Maximoff, and Danvers has gaslighted me into thinking that I didn't listen to their instructions was enough for me to learn their strategy and scheme. Their provocation towards me was nonstop, to say the least.

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