"I had been waiting for you."

His tongue travelled to his lower lip making it soaking wet in the process.

The next thing I knew, my figure was smashed against his chest. His mouth made me breathless and sucked out everything present in there. His lips moved against mine as if trying to flatten and destroy my mouth. I hungrily pushed back, my mouth open, tongue pushing past his clenched teeth to the moist space within.

He recited my name, "Y/N......Y/N.....Earth to Y/N ?!" A voice with a higher tone questioned and snapped me out of my fantasies.

"Yes ?" My confused self asked unaware of the fact that it was just a freaking wet dream.

"Having thoughts like that on your first day huh" Jimin self-smirked as an immense blush covered my entire existence. Silence was the only reply I could provide him and so I shushed my stupid brain.

"No need to be ashamed though. I know I am irresistible." He completed his prediction with a wink through which slyness was shining through.

How the hell did he know that I was having a wet dream about him ?! Maybe he is used to it or he follows Illuminati.

I was still standing at the doorway of his elegant office. Beautiful artworks were decorating the textured walls. An expensive fragrance was spread in the atmosphere. Bottles of Wine and Champagne were set beautifully at one corner of the room.

"You-uhh called me ?" I quickly tried to brush off the last few minutes of my life. He didn't seem to care about it as he gathered some paperwork from his desk.

"Yeah, I have a meeting in 15 minutes so dress me up. I'm all yours but make it quick." His footsteps guided him towards a walk-in closet which I am sure was twice as my big as my bedroom.

He handed me an expensive coat and the matt finished lapel pins as his last few words repeated in my perv-assed brain.

"Dress you ?" Like am I supposed to undress him first and get a sight of those creamy, honey, caramel, vanilla abs which I'm sure are there or- "Yes. You are my personal secretary, remember ?"

"Oh okay." I said nervously.

I straightened his collar, tucked his shirt in, helped him put the coat on and made his hair making sure he was looking like a perfect gentleman, which he already was.

Too bad for not being able to experience the undressing part.

But in the process, I could feel his muscles and well-toned body against my soft hands. I being shorter than him, could feel his hot breath on my face.

An awkward silence took its place. He looked comfortable but as an awkward teenager, I was starting to lose shit.

"What were you doing earlier ?"I asked in both attempts to start a conversation and to know the actual reason behind his messy dress up.

"None of your business." He politely replied. I was offended but curious at the same time.

"Oh, it is almost time. I have some work for you."He said admiring himself through one of the big mirrors planted on the wall.

"Go to the basement, you will find the archive clerk there. Ask him for some gifts. Meet me at the conference hall at 20th floor."

"Make sure to act presentable because the meeting is with some of the most famous people of Seoul." He instructed and I nodded like a responsible assistant.

Wait...what does he mean by act presentable. Don't I look attractive enough like a professional ?

Without further questioning being rather deceived, I headed towards the elevator as it descended down and down and down. Standing alone and silently provided me with a moment to think. 

Why would someone offer a job to a high-school drop out ? That too such a luxury job with immense salaries and heavy pockets. 

Perhaps because the former secretary created rather a scene before quitting making every other person brew a fear in their heart. She stated and I quote the words of the article "a hideous event occurence" in this very office. 

Well that was before she jumped off from the 69th floor of this very building. The same floor where Jimin's and mine cabinets were. 

But I guess I ain't that strict on my biblical principles. What I need is money and this job provides way more than my requirements for essential needs so why the hell not. 

After a few more minutes, I found myself in the basement archives.

"What are you doing here ?!" A cranky, old man which I assumed to be the clerk, started shouting at me for no particular reason.

"I have to pick some stuff for Mr Park..."I said and he waited for me to finish my sentence with a dirty scowl on his face.

"...some gifts he requested for his guests...." Still, the man gave me no response.

"Do you have an authorization form ?!" His stupid, freaking, getting-angry-for-no-reason attitude got my nerves.

"Authorization? No, I-" As soon as these words escaped my mouth, he turned his back and walked away clearly ignoring my existence.

That was it. I lost my temper. "Look Cranky Grandpa! FYI I am the girlfriend of your boss. If you don't give me his stuff, he is going to kick your old, stinky ass out of your low budget job. So just give me whatever the gifts are, so we both will be on our ways!"I shrieked, making him take a step back.

The clerk didn't answer. He glared and then disappeared down a dark alley of shelves.

Dicks deserves asses.

A few moments later, he appeared with an ancient carved wooden box in his hands.

"Is that....everything ?"I questioned, not certain by looking at the size of the box.

"It contains three things." He said calmly.

"The dagger is for Mr Jeon Jungkook. The scarab is for Mr Kim Taehyung. The glass vial is for Mr Park himself."

"Oh Okay." I examined the weird things in my hands. These are still available in the 21st century ? What kind of ancient asses the guests really are duh.

"Now you may leave." He turned on his heels, not sparing me another look. I sighed before going back to the elevator.

I quickly pressed the designated floor number and made my way towards the hall. I tucked the vial in my pocket and took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

"Excellent Y/N, you are just in time. Come in please..." I entered the hall and the first thing which caught my eye were the two attractive men sitting at the ends of the long table.

Both elegant with their stunning and intense gazes, looking up and down my figure. Seemed too young for ancient assed gifts.

I almost lost myself in their endless eyes until Jimin introduced me to them. "This is my new assistant, Y/N."

I bowed and they gave a nod.

"Y/N, this is Kim Taehyung, CEO of Beyond Closet."

Jimin gestured towards a man wearing a high-class Gucci suit. His blondish brown hair were covering the slight upper portion of his forehead failing to hide the the darkness emitting through his shiny orbs.

He had exactly the kind of face which would stop you in your tracks and lose your ways in them. Was it the intensity holding the inflammation in his face cut or the golden flecks patterning themselves amidst his eyes as they belonged there.

Maybe it was just him.

Whatever the reason might be, a mysterious yet desirable aura left his body as his lips got touched by the flesh of his own tongue. I'd been staring since long and so had he. 

Without further ado, I extended my hand forward for a professional handshake expecting the same on my behalf but he dismissed it with a curt nod. Rude Bitch.

"And this is Jeon Jung-"

Jimin was cut off by the man sitting next to the rude ass who practically grabbed my hand in his.

"I, on the other hand, would love to take your gorgeous hands in mine...." He smoothly stated passing a wink along the end.

Well fuck.

With jaws clenched, Jimin re-stated. "And this is the amateur heir, Jeon Jungkook of J. Builders." A dark aura was now surrounding his sharp features.

Ignoring the glares given by Jimin, he rose up from his seat and grasped my hand in his grip pulling my figure closer. He stroked my forearm gently and it got goosebumps on my neck.

I can start to see the reason why this job is weirdest to the fullest...

Taehyung lazily ignored his flirtatious activities while I desperately wanted to get out of the situation. My eyes wandered over to Jimin's and boy did he look angry.

But the next few words which left Jungkook's mouth-

"You can call me Jungkook or daddy. Whatever you prefer..."

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I look at you and you look at me
Like nothing but strangers now🍒🍃

~♡~