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Interviews for New Beginnings: Part 1

Alfie Solomons x Fem!Reader, Fluff

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: Swearing, Period Era Sexism

A/N: Hi guys! This is my first fic in over a year, but I dont know I just wanted to have fun! Also lets be real... i needed these ideas out of my head. Please enjoy, have fun! Have an amazing rest of your day! Hi everyone!!! So this became a multi chapter story! This has been so much fun and I am so excited to see where this story goes! If you are interested in continuing this story, go to my tags and click ‘Interviews for New Beginnings’ there all parts will be together! Eventually I’ll put together a master list for it! Love you guys so much, I’m so glad you guys are having fun!!

You had heard about this job from your cousin Eli. And maybe that should’ve been the first clue that perhaps this may not have been a completely legal or safe or upstanding or above the table or whatever good adjective your parents could come up with position. But you had told Eli that you needed a job! And he did find you one! And your parents should be overjoyed that you will be working in the same “bakery” as a male cousin. It’s not proper for a woman to be working without a family member’s presence… especially where there are other men in the office.

“When you go in there be sure to look strong, but not too strong, emphasize that you’re docile and you want to please him.” Eli had been quizzing you about your skill sets and how you were to behave in the interview the entire walk to “The Bakery”. And while Eli was so sweet and more of a brother than a cousin… you couldn’t keep your irritation at bay.

“Tell me Eli… am I interviewing for the position of personal secretary or personal wh-“

“And don’t be so quick with that mouth of yours! Listen… Mr. Solomons is one of the most important men in Camden. This could be a really big opportunity for you. Being the personal secretary of one of the biggest names in the city can give you a steady income and some real independence! But that means you can’t be so…”

“Myself?” You say with a cocked brow and a bumped hip.

Eli’s eyes lit up as if a child he had been teaching finally understood arithmetic, “yes! Yes exactly! Listen while you’re in front of Mr. Solomons, it’s ‘yes sir’ and no questions asked. Got it?”

You sigh and roll your eyes. It felt like you had had this conversation so many times in different ways. Why did your parents care to educate you so much if you weren’t allowed to use your mind? You had asked your father many times, if God gave you a mouth and brain, why shouldn’t you be allowed to use them? And he was never really able to answer beyond a couple phrases talking about the ‘role of women’. You had just been fired from a doctor’s office due to talking back to an unruly patient. Truthfully, this was your last shot to get real independence. It was either this job… or letting your parents begin the process of finding a husband.

You finally reach the door of the bakery, and Eli turns you toward him to fix your hair and straighten your sweater, “Ok ok. Here we are dearest. Now just follow me, don’t make eye contact with everyone and just… be good.”

You chuckle out a, “Yes mum.”

With a laugh he shoves your arm, and gives his name to the young man standing by the door. With a nod he opens the door and lets you in, quickly following Eli’s steps.

While Eli said you couldn’t make eye contact with anyone he never said you couldn’t look at the bakery. It didn’t take you long to notice that while all the men were wearing aprons… there was a distinct lack of… bread… or anything to do with bread. Soon after this you began to feel that memorable tickle in your nose. Rum you thought to yourself. With a smirk you ran up behind Eli and whispered, “Wow quite the bakery Eli. Does the family know about your little rum house job?”

His face was pale, and he was clearly in no mood to joke. With a huff you returned to your previous pace, and you see that the office is just ahead.

Suddenly you feel the flush in your neck, and begin to steel yourself. You had of course heard about Mr. Alfred Solomons. The King of Camden. The Brave War Captain turned Ruthless Gangster. Eli was not kidding when he said that Mr. Solomons was one of the most important people in the city. He ruled the community. This was not the time and place for your mouth to act up. This was the time to behave and play it safe.

Eli rapped the door of the private office gently, and was met with a gruff, "What now!?"

Eli with a shaking hand opened the door, "Mr. Solomons? It's me Eli I..."

"What the fuck do you want eh? Come on now yeah you interrupt me and just stand there acting like you've been struck dumb by God. Come on!!"

Eli kept stammering, basically useless, so you stepped up, "Mr. Solomons, I'm Eli's cousin. I'm here for the secretary position."

Mr. Solomons eyebrows furrowed, looking you up and down. You couldn't help but feel like a child in front of his stare. Fiery, discerning, and just plain terrifying. "You said you're here for what?"

"The secretary position. My cousin said you were in need of a secretary."

Mr. Solomons looked at Eli and looked at you, "And you think you're qualified for a secretary position?"

The heat in your chest started to grow. And you could feel your temper begging to be let out. But you had to make a good impression. You needed this job. You needed to be sweet and to behave.

You nodded, "Yes sir, I can assure you I am I-"

"I'm sorry treacle but this simply will not do." Mr. Solomons cut you off. "What I am doing here right? I'm running a legitimate business. I am running something very difficult that little girls like you simply could not deal with yeah? Now run along and go do whatever young girls do yeah?"

"Mr. Solomons I-"

"Treacle now you're making me a little frustrated right, I said run along now."

You could feel the heat rising and rising, and Eli tugging at your sleeve, "Mr. Solomons if you will just listen-"

Mr. Solomons rose from his desk, "WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE I SAID LEAVE."

"I AM YOUR NEW SECRETARY DAMNIT."

The room went silent. The entire bakery went silent. And from the corner of your eye you can see different men pausing, waiting to see what would happen next.

Alfred Solomons, for the first time in his life, was left speechless. The last woman who had yelled at him was his mother. Usually, women run and hide from him upon the first interaction. Men have wet themselves from his bellowing. Yet... this little woman is standing here, screaming at him, demanding to be heard. He did not know what to do, he could only stare at her.

You tried to be good. You really did try! But it was too late now. Mr. Solomons was just staring at you, and you had a point to make.

"Mr. Solomons, I am the most capable secretary that you will ever have walk through these doors. I am fluent in Russian, Yiddish, Hebrew, and French. Not only can I read and write, I was the best in my class in maths. I am a damn good baker, though clearly you do not need my services there. I am incredibly punctual and polite and am able to talk to anyone. And to top it all off, I make a very good cup of tea. Now I put on my best dress and shoes and I walked 45 minutes to get to your ridiculous office and I will be damned if I will leave here without a job! Do I have your attention now sir?"

While you were speaking Alfred Solomons had slowly lowered himself into his seat, with a smile on his face. He was stroking his beard, considering your fiery eyes, and the shape of your lips while you yelled at him. He began to laugh to himself, "Come sit down treacle. Eli, get the fuck out, stand by the door."

You turned to look at your cousin, but he had already closed the door behind him. You walked to the desk where Mr. Solomons was sitting, and took a seat directly in front of him. Where he had been leaning back in his chair, he was now leaning forward on the desk, resting on his elbows on top of a thick layer of papers. His eyes twinkled, and a handsome smirk played on his lips. Your rage was still simmering, and it was hating you for staring at those eyes.

"You can read and write?"

"Yes."

"How fast can you type?"

"80 words per minute."

"You're good at math?"

"You want to put a slate in front of me and have me recite a King's speech as well Mr. Solomons?"

He barked out a laugh, "Fuck me. You've got a sharp tongue on you don't you?"

"I have language why not use it."

"Fucking hell...alright listen here you little viper. I want you here every morning at 8 o'clock. Ready to work. You will have many a late night in this job. You will be my personal secretary, which means when I say "come here", I better see you before I finish that sentence. You'll need to write letters for me as well as manage my meetings alright? You will be my shadow. Any questions?"

"What is my salary?"

He paused, staring at you, seemingly trying to see how low you would take, "4 pounds a week."

"6"

"Good Lord what do you need 6 pounds a week for? 4 and a half and thats generous."

"Mr. Solomons I'm not stupid I know what you do. You need me. You want to become a respectable businessman you need someone like me to make sure your affairs are in order. I know you are working with many different people, and you need my abilities. I am the best you will ever have. 5 and a half."

Alfred keeps stroking his beard...wondering how the hell Eli could be related to someone so strong... and how much it was going to cost to keep you, "5 pounds a week. And I will give you a Hanukkah bonus."

"...And Rosh Hoshannah off."

"Done."

You stood to shake his hand, firmly, though he kept smirking as he shook yours. "Alright my little viper, I will see you tomorrow. Bring ink and a notebook. We start at 8."

"Thank you Mr. Solomons. You won't regret this!"

"Alfie. You will call me Alfie from now on."

The way he said it while staring into your eyes brought a heat to your cheeks, and you prayed that he couldn't see any change in your demeanor. "Alfie." You whispered as you nodded and walked away.

He couldn't help but linger there in that moment, watching you walk away, speaking animatedly with Eli. Never had he ever felt so... struck by a woman before. He had women before of course, but no woman had captivated him the way you just did. He needed you. He needed you with him, in any way that you allowed him to have you near. Maybe this was a mistake, but he highly doubted it. How could a mistake be so beautiful?

"OLLIE!" He yelled, "WE NEED A DESK AND CHAIR NOW!"

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moongurl95 · 7 days

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My Chaos and Revelry

Obviously inspired by 'But Daddy I Love Him' from TS' new album - TTPD has left my mind broken enough to think this song is totally Seb-coded the first time I heard it. Also to the Swifties who grew up from 'Love Story', this one's for us! Divider credits here

Summary: “But, daddy, I love him!” I tried to make him hear me out – “A mere boy from your school could never –“ “I’m having his baby!” You’d be able to hear a pin drop at the ensuing silence that followed.

In which Sebastian is our wild boy and MC is just tired of all the bitching and moaning.

(One-shot also posted on AO3)

“You, young lady, have no shame!”

I couldn’t care less how scandalized her voice sounded, not giving her a chance to button up my dress as I ran barefoot out my bedroom, the wooden floorboards loudly announcing my presence as I neared.

“You can’t keep me caged here all winter! In a few months’ time I’ll be graduating from Hogwarts with the highest of honors – Please…” His gaze, so much like my own looked at me with such utmost patience as he let out a sigh –

“What a mess.” The firm grasp of hands on my shoulders from behind felt all too eager to take me back to my bedroom – my prison since I came home for Christmas break.

“Be a dutiful daughter and just follow your mother –“

“Sarah is NOT my mother!” I glared over my shoulder to see the woman, who my father married after his first wife’s untimely demise, clutch at her pearls – those were MY mother’s pearls.

“That is enough from you –“

“But, daddy, I love him!” I tried to make him hear me out –

“A mere boy from your school could never –“

“I’m having his baby!”

You’d be able to hear a pin drop at the ensuing silence that followed, the looks on my father and stepmother’s faces had me biting at my lip to keep from bursting out laughing – I wasn’t, yet, in any way – though he only took my anxious state as a sign that I may not be joking.

“Sarah – please, if you could be a dear.” I watched my father find the nearest chair to sit himself as I let myself be led back to my room, almost regretting my impulsive choice of words, but I wouldn’t stand to be ripped away from who my heart truly wants.

“Isn’t she the Baron’s daughter? Quite precocious I hear, must have high hopes of marriage for her?”

“Yes, well, that was before she went off to that boarding school in Scotland –“

The hall now felt suffocating with the scent of wine as I moved towards the nearest terrace, closing my eyes against the judgemental creeps while willing their sanctimonious soliloquies into nothing but white noise – wasn’t today supposed to be the best of Sundays? Christmas day, no less.

My hands were now twitching to pull my hair out of its woven braid, oh how I missed flying through the Highland winds, wildly whipping tendrils of my locks to his face as he pulled me closer to his warmth –

“There you are, and here I thought you’d be spending the holidays at the school like you usually did the last two years.”

“Hannah.” I opened my eyes and levelled the other with a stare – I was initially glad to have seen a familiar face in Hogwarts, especially in the same House – Anyone could be a snake, yet I was too late to realize that it takes a certain kind of person to be a viper.

“I was right to tell Aunt Sarah how you should stay away from him, honestly!” She moaned out as if in empathy of my situation, “All these promising marriage proposals and you choose a – a wild boy from some poor town in the Highlands!” Hannah had stood beside me by the balustrade which only gave me a chance to speak to her clearly.

“I'll tell you something about my ‘good name’, Hannah, it's mine alone to disgrace.” I made sure she was able to take in my words even though she now looked back at me as if I’ve gone crazy, “I'd rather burn my whole life down than have it laid out in a plan for me.” I was sure to have left her there with her mouth agape.

That night, on the last hours of Christmas day, I stared forlornly out my now grated window, wishing – hoping for a miracle to take me away from here and be back at Hogwarts just to be wrapped in strong freckled arms and drown in a pair of brown bedroom eyes…

Though just after I sighed away my woes did I hear something metallic attach to the grill that blocked my window, I didn’t have time to inspect it amidst the dark when the bars that forced my isolation were loudly yanked away! I pushed open my window just as what looked to be an invisible carriage door popped open to reveal – “Sebastian!”

“Now, who would have thought the Hero of Hogwarts would be in need of saving one day?” The chuckle that came from him caused a delicious chill done my spine and the way he looked over at me in my night dress almost had me bashfully wanting to button up my semi-undress state. “Come on, princess, let’s get you out of there.”

Meeting his smile with my own, I’d just about stepped over inside the levitated carriage when my bedroom door burst open – “You stay away from my daughter, you –!”

Sebastian now held the carriage door open in a panic as my father tried to reach out to me over my window, worried that the other might fall over as he tried to reason, “Sir please! You have my word that I will make a Lady out of your daughter!”

“Daddy, I love him!” I screamed over the biting winter wind, finally gaining my father’s full attention as he met my eyes so much like his own as I leaned closer to how Sebastian held me in his arms, “I’m having his baby!”

At that, my father let go, the shocked look still on his face as Sarah held him back with that same scandalized look on her face before Sebastian pulled the carriage door shut, the sound of the Thestrals’ wings the only thing that enveloped us as he also now sat beside me in stunned silence before, “Did we – Are you –?”

“No, I'm not, but you should see your face.” I pinched his nose, laughingly as I looked out the front window to marvel at how the Thestrals seem to know where to go, watching as they flew over the manor’s high fence before I felt the pair of warm, strong hands gently caressing my waist.

“I garner we’ll be arriving at Hogwarts sometime at dawn, so… what would you say to reevaluating the look on my face?”

My laughter soon flowed to Sebastian’s lips as he leaned in close.

The summer sun’s rays was perfect in highlighting the still scandalized faces of the mothers who were too curious not to go to the Welcome Party that my father organized for my return. Walking towards him, my hand found Sebastian’s, for all his charm, he did manage to make my father come around, after all.

He was met with a clasp on his shoulder before my father wrapped me in an embrace, coincidentally meeting Sarah’s gaze behind him as Hannah also stood near her. I afforded them a sickly-sweet smile as I raised a finger towards them, the sunlight making the glint from my ring finger all the more brilliant.

And there in the garden of the manor I was raised, I saw no grey as I danced between the flower beds, laughing in careless abandon before Sebastian pulled me into a private alcove, gently caressing the barely noticeable bump under my sundress as I pulled him in for a kiss.

All the clamor turned into white noise as wild joy flowing between us. This is my choice.

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