Hi there! If you are not familiar with me, I was the writer for Royals, PrincessEvaOfTheZone. There was a vote on that story, that decided in this story's victory. The voters have received a PM from me, so Hi guys!

This story will be angsty and romantic. If the summary looks like 50 Shades of Grey, it's not going to be like that, simply because I hate that movie and book with a passion. It could have been a great plot, but once it turned rapey, I despised it from that moment.

This story will, maybe, seem familiar with that, but I wanted to write a successful office romance, with love, and not only lust. It will turn angsty in the future, but it will have mild smut bits.

This story is M rated, so beware.

Enjoy.

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I have learned to hate love. I despise it now. All it was, was a stupid emotion, with no real guarantee to be returned. Thats why I know, that one-sided love sucks balls. I have experienced it, and I can tell you, I learn from my mistakes. All those kind and loving words escaping his mouth, were nothing. It was just simple sound, formed with the brain, but not the heart.

I must sound like a female from a Shoujo manga, but in reality, I'm a 21 year old guy. Big surprise, huh. A guy fanning over love and true feelings. I'm not like the asshole guys everybody thinks that are all the same. That's because I was an only male in my family. I lived with only my mother and two twin sisters, Mairu and Kururi. My dad had passed away from lung cancer. Smoking. Look, another thing I despise.

My name is Izaya Orihara, 21 years old, finishing my last week in college. I don't have big goals in life, like a career or company, it's not my thing. I have worked many jobs, my most favorite being an assistant or an information broker. Oops, check the second one out now. I despise that profession now. I sound really pessimistic right now, but it has a great reason.

Two years ago, I met the perfect guy. He was tall, handsome, was rich and very kind to me. Aaand, 6 years older than me. Yeah. But I didn't have a problem, and nether did he. It was all fine and dandy, until he started to use me in business deals, taking me with him to his meetings, introducing me as his bitch. Well, not literary. He bragged about me, like I was some king of a trophy. I didn't like that.

It turned worse, when he told everybody my secrets. Including things I liked and did during sex. Yeah, we slept together too, and now I regret giving him my virginity. After my ''prince charming'' told everybody such terrible things, many guys from my work started to sexually harass me. Constant groping and ''innocent grinds'' were in the daily routine. I could endure many things, still going out with my boss. But my patience was out of the window, when I was almost raped in an elevator by one of my coworkers, who now had his balls cut off, thanks to me.

I approached the matter to my boyfriend, but all he did, was, you guessed it, brush me off like a piece of trash. I could almost hear and feel my heart break in half. I know he did not take this relationship seriously, but I had hope. I wanted to know for sure. I knew, that finding out the answer would make it hurt worse, but I didn't care. I asked him, if he loved me, did this relationship mean anything to him. And his answer was:

''Who said anything about love, Iza-chan. This is just a fling from the start. If you thought this was true love, I'm afraid that only happens in books and manga. Speaking of this matter, the workers have given you a very interesting nickname. They all call you Whorihara. Thats a nice play with words, don't you think so, Orihara-kun?''

That moment my heart broke in million pieces. If you wonder why they called me Whorihara, they thought I was his whore, since he was married for 2 years. It seemed as not important to him to tell me that. After that day, and a great bitch slap to that liar, I left my job and lived with my family. Eventually I moved on, buying a nice, big apartment, with two stories and a big window, that could see over the city. My life was going on great, and I had applied to a job as an assistant to a very famous company. I suspected to get an answer after I finished college. Yeah, it was all going to be okay from now on. I feel it.

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The morning sun shone bright through the room of Izaya Orihara. The raven male opened his reddish brown eye's squinting at the sunlight streaming from the window. The male yawned, sitting up in bed, reaching for the Iphone on the nightstand, checking for any emails. The raven saw a new message and opened it.

Mr. Orihara,

We have received your application for the job, and we are glad to announce, that yours was the best of all of them. We would like to have an interview with you today at 12 PM. We will be waiting you.

Sincerely,

Staff of Heiwajima CO.

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12 PM

I looked at the wrist watch I had set on the nightstand. 11:30. Huh.

''Oh shit, I'm late!''

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The raven jumped out of the bed in record speed, heading to the shower. After getting clean, the raven exited the bathroom, stumbling to the closet, deciding what to wear. Going for a v-neck black shirt and pants, the raven quickly ran the comb through his messy bed hair. Rushing down the stairs to the kitchen, Izaya looked at the clock on the wall, saying he had only 20 minutes left. Deciding to skip breakfast, he took the keys, his phone and wallet, exiting the apartment, locking the door behind him.

Leaving the apartment building, the raven called for a taxi.

''Where to, buddy?'' The elderly man asked the raven. Izaya smiled at the old man.

''To Heiwajima CO, please. As fast as possible.''

The taxi drove pretty fast, for such an old driver. Izaya made it to the building, with 5 minutes in reserve. Climbing out of the yellow car, Izaya reached in his pocket to fetch his wallet, paying the driver and giving him a generous tip.

''Why, thank you, young man.'' The old man smiled at the money. ''Have a nice day.''

''You too, sir.'' Izaya smiled back.

The raven entered the huge glass building, heading straight to the reception. A woman with glasses and short black hair sat behind the desk, talking over the phone. Once she saw Izaya standing at the table looking around, she put down the phone, turning her attention to Izaya.

''Good day sir, welcome to Heiwajima CO, how may I help you?'' The shy girl asked. Izaya turned to look at the girl, before answering.

''Hello, umm, I'm Izaya Orihara, somebody contacted me over the email, that I was supposed to come to an interview today.''

The bespectacled girl clacked her fingers on the keyboard of her computer, and after a bunch of clicks and clacks, the girl turned back.

''Ah, yes, Orihara-san, you applied for the spot of Heiwajima-sama's assistant. If you would follow me, I will lead you to his office.'' The girl rose from her seat, stretching out her hand and pointing to the elevator of the building. Izaya took off his coat, dropping it over his arm, following the woman. They both entered the elevator, and Izaya saw the bespectacled woman press the last button-floor 20.

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Talk about high and mighty. The drive felt like an hour, before the door of the elevator opened. I followed the girl, who was leading me to my future boss. We turned left at the end of the big corridor, and there stood a huge wooden door, with silver doorhandles. The girl, who I found out in the elevator looking at the card just by her right breast, was named Anri Sonohara, knocked at the door.

''Heiwajima-sama! There is a young man, he has a scheduled interview with you today.''

I could hear a slight shifting inside, before a low, but a nice low voice called from inside.

''Let him in, Anri-san.''

She opened the door for me, pushing me slightly inside, following after. She stood by me, bowed and then skipped out of the room, leaving me alone in this huge room with my boss. I was facing the floor, so didn't see him right away.

''So, you are Orihara-san?'' The same low voice said.

''Y-Yes, I am. I was the one who applied for the job.'' I said before stopping my bowing, finally able to see the face of my boss.

Well, hot damn,was he a looker. He had blond hair, which I suspected was bleached, warm caramel eye's, a brilliant smile,. He was dressed in a simple suit, without a tie, the jacket hanging open, showing the crisp white dress shirt underneath. I swallowed my saliva, before the drool could escape my mouth.

I mentally shook my head. No, I was not going to think about that right now. I was not going to make the same mistake.

Mr. Heiwajima sat down on a small couch by a coffee table, the file of my application sitting on it. He gestured me to sit down across from him, which I did. I was slightly sweating, my hands shaking. I was nervous in a room with a gorgeous guy alone. That bastard has scarred me too much...

I heard him clear his throat, catching my attention.

''So, I have read you application throughly, and I must say, I'm impressed. It says, that you have finished college last week?''

''Ah, yes. I applied for the job, knowing I will not have anything to distract me from my work.''

''Thats very admirable.''

After that, a silence fell in the room, making me even more nervous. He skimmed the application again, trying to ask me questions.

''How is your social skills?''

''O-oh, um, I'm not exactly a social butterfly, and I talk only when it's needed.'' I somehow squeaked out past my shivering lips.

''Hm, so that is one of the skills we will have to brush up.'' He grumbled back.

Silence again. I had to say something, I bet he waited for that. I cleared my throat, to actually push something out of my voice box.

''I-I didn't quite catch your name. I only know you by Heiwajima-sama.'' Now, that was smooth. Like sandpaper.

''Shizuo.''

''H-Huh?''

''My name is Shizuo. Shizuo Heiwajima.'' He said with a smile. He looked at me, not turning away. I felt it would be impolite to turn away, so we had almost a staring contest, but I felt, that his gaze could somehow plunge into my core, reading my deepest and darkest secrets. That was the thing I was most scared off.

I blushed so hard, I felt like my face was going to melt off. I turned my gaze back towards him, but he only wore a small smile, his eye's sparkling, before returning to my application.

I took a deep inhale of air, feeling relieved from what I even didn't know myself. I could see a smirk growing on his face, his eye's dancing over the paper, before they stopped on one spot.

''Hm, It says here, you were a very successful information broker. Why did you leave that job?'' He asked, turning towards me again.

I felt myself pale. Not this again. I wanted to have job, where I could forget that asshole that ruined my life. But I couldn't say that to Shizuo. He would look at me like a psycho. So I just had to make an excuse.

''O-o-oh that. Umm, I-It was about personal reasons..'' I rose my gaze to him again, his smile now vanished, sympathy readable in his eye's.

''Oh, I understand.'' He mumbled in his low voice. God I love his voice. No! Shut up self!

After about 5 more minutes of signing the papers for my job, receiving a key, and a code card to this humongous building, we both rose from the seat. I gathered my papers, folding them in half and putting them in my coat pocket. He lead me back to the elevator, saying how only a code card could access his floor.

I stepped into the elevator, pushing the button of the first floor, before turning to face my new boss. He was smiling at me, his hands in the pockets of his suit jacket.

''I'm looking forward to working with you, Orihara-san.'' He said, a smirk evident in his voice. ''Tomorrow at 7 o'clock sharp.''

''I'll be there.'' I bursted out. His beautiful brilliant smile grew even larger on his face after my response, before the elevator door saved me from blushing in front of him again.

My god. What have I've gotten myself into.

Faith, if you really exist, please don't fuck up. Again.

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So, Suit and Tie has finally made it to you, readers. Tell me if you liked this first chapter, by leaving me a review. I you like this first chapter and want more, fav or follow.

This story will have Pov's switching, because I'm trying out this writing style. If you see a … that means that it's a POV switch. I will be mainly switching from Normal POV and Izaya's Pov.

I hope you enjoyed it, and have a great summer,

PrincessEvaOfTheZone.