Get your pitch folks, get you're rioting signs, get your rotten tomatoes, you're gonna need them and more... plz don't kill me

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Khun had been back at the company for about a week since flying to America. He was reading the contract for about the 189th time, literally. 187 of those times were spent re-reading the fine fine print part.

Khun Aguero Agnes has agreed to marry my daughter, and my daughter will become his secretary...

He already memorized the entire thing from re-reading it again and again. Yet he still read it over and over again. Thinking he was so stupid for not seeing such a thing. He already looked for the fine print, who the hell would make a fine fine print.

Now he had another thing haunting his dreams, besides the incident with Maria, and life in general.

'Since when was there a bloody fine fine print' he grumbled.

That contract was going to be the death of him. 

'RIP Khun Aguero Agnis - 20XX - 20XX. A son, a brother, an uncle.' He could just picture his gravestone, not only having a short life, and not outliving his flirtatious father, but didn't accomplish much. No successor, no achievements. It was honestly sad.

"Mr. Khun, there's a woman here claiming to be your secretary, should I throw her out?" His clerk said over the phone on his desk.

"No, let her up..." He didn't want this to be happening, but he signed a stupid contract, and if he broke it, he basically signing his soul away to the devil.

God knows what would happen to him if he offended FUG, a group so fearful even his father could have shivers.

Knock knock

A couple of minutes after his clerk dialled him. A knock was heard outside his door.

"Come in." The blue-haired man said, trying to sound optimistic, and happy, but that was not him. If he offended V's daughter there might be one less blue-haired man in the world. That was not what he wanted.

"Hi~" A blond hair girl stepped into his office. Just from getting one glance at her, he could tell she had plastic surgery to look like that. Khun had many siblings, a lot of them being sisters, many were gorgeous, but some were not so lucky.

Plastic surgery is the only way to change your face that is effective. There is virtual surgery, but being so new and not enough data and facts backing it up for it to be considered good and reliable.

It was like comparing a reliable source of surgery to a more remarkable but dangerous surgery.

'At least she wasn't ugly, looking at her face wouldn't be the worst.' he thought, also hoping she didn't have that kind of personality, someone who'd throw themselves at him because of his wealth, power, and looks.

She was at least the daughter of an influential family, so she wouldn't be after his money or power.

"You must be my new secretary, and... my fiancee." They sounded so foreign coming from rolling off his tongue, never in his life had he thought he'd utter those two words out of his mouth in the same sentence. Never.

He plastered the fakest smile he could muster in this situation, while he held out his hand for the woman to shake.

The woman giggled and smiled weirdly, then she fainted.

'So she is that kind of person, just great.' Khun thought as he left the girl laying on the floor.

He went back to work, trying to get some progress done with his company. He now had everything he needed to advance his company to the next stage, but it came at a cost.

He glanced at the woman still passed out on the floor, a fangirl. A frown and glare appeared on his face. Every woman he met wanted to practically be with him from his wealth to looks, now this included his soon to be wife.

He continued typing on his computer until a groan was heard from the floor, where the woman still laid but was now slowly sitting up.

"You're Khun Aguero Agnes~! Ahhh I'm so excited to meet you up close, and work for you!" she started majorly fangirling.

Khun sweatdropped, when he got home he would internally slap himself, 101 times, just so he'd never do something to get him in a situation like this.

"Who are you?"

"Oh sorry to not introduce myself." She giggled and batted her eyelashes really fast. Khun ignored her, continuing his work.

"I'm Rachel Grace of the Grace family."

"Yea whatever nice to meet you." He said but what he thought was different 'Not nice to meet you at all'.

"So what can I do to help, since I am your personal secretary." She sat at his desk, obscuring any other view, she was right up in his face. Twirling her hair to make her look seductive and alluring.

It wasn't working on Khun, as he just blatantly ignored her existence, and went back to work.

Rachel scoffed, this trick worked 99.9% of the time on every guy she tried to seduce. Guess he was the 0.01% of people who it didn't work on.

'Why is my fiancee trying to seduce me' he thought, nobody else was going to steal him away from her, she read the contract, right? Unlike him who didn't read it properly.

'I have to seduce him fast, so he'll fall in love with me and leave that bitch fiancee of his' Rachel thought to herself as she bit her fake gelled nail worriedly, but lucky for her, that habit didn't affect the polish since the salon put a nice thick layer of glossy taco- I mean top coat.

Rachel was apart of the Grace family, but not in the way her sister is. She is the adoptive daughter, the mutt of the family. Sick and tired of living off them she wanted a sugar daddy, a hot one, and Khun fit the bill perfectly.

A week went by and Rachel continued to try and seduce Khun, trying every method she could think of, dropping a pencil, then bending over in a particular way. Squishing her implanted fake boobs together. Wearing revealing clothes. Everything to the oldest trick in the book of seducing men.

None of it worked.

Khun, on the other hand, was a completely different story. Being with someone 24/7 doing those sorts of things would make someone slowly let down their walls. Right?

Nope, not Khun, he somehow hated her even more than before. How was it possible to be something so terrible that people can't describe you. Well, that's Rachel for you.

Then an event came around the opening of one of Khun's newly developed products.

Khun wore a classy suit that complemented his pale skin tone to the event, but then Rachel walked into the office, wearing one of the most none-dress dresses he'd ever seen. And he has seen a lot of dresses from having to carry bags for his sisters in the mall, to see them go out on dates and proms.

It was a green dress that was supposed to complement her hair colour, more like the envy she had like the wicked witch of the west. It was a spaghetti strap with a very deep V neck. Her back was mostly exposed, as well as her front, and everything else.

Around her waist was also cut off making the triangular sides expose her body more. Besides that dress exposing her body it would expose her self, ugly personality, and all.

There were 3 triangles in total on the front of her dress, all pointing to the middle because that's basically where the end of the dress is.

Booty shorts would be quaking and rivaled if they saw the shortness of that dress.

Luckily there was a shear skirt veil around the ends, which extended to her mid-thigh. Unluckily, the fabric was so shear it could be mistaken for not existing.

Khun felt so done with life, how was he supposed to deal with that for the rest of his life. Another nightmare will be added to his sleep, he already had enough problems. 

'One less problem without you, Rachel' Was all he could think of. 'Maybe I should write a song...'

'I'd need a stage name, hmmm, how about Aguero Khunede (Khun-day)'

They went in the limousine, he sat in the first compartment, alone, as he told no one to disturb their boss, which was him.

The limo had 3 places, the first the driver and shotgun seats, yet no one besides the driver ever sat there. Next was the middle area, where he sat, always alone, it had a beige leather seat. It was plain, how he liked it, no bright colours in his face.

Last was the back seating, where his employees would sit, and guest sometimes. That's where Rachel was, along with some of Khun's other employees.

They arrived at the already set up venue, with reporters lined up everywhere, waiting for a certain CEO to come. They could get a juicy story if something else happened at this event. It would make the headlines.

If not, they still had the event and what took place during to post, it wouldn't be that exciting for them but they will get paid since so many females would jump at Khun or any information about him

Khun entered the venue and started walking as pictures were being taken left and right, question continuously being asked. 

"Khun~ Wait for me~" The blond girl in a dress ran up to him, holding onto his arm so her chest was very much touching him as her blow up balloons squished together. They might pop soon.

"Get off me." He said coldly, being sick and tired of her actions. But this caught the attention of many reporters. News of a girlfriend would spread all over Japan.

The headline could be: One of the top 10 bachelors in the world has a hot girlfriend. Sorry ladies and gentlemen, he's taken

Feeling quite annoyed Khun tried to push the woman away from him, then she started dramatically falling, in hopes he would catch her in a princely manner. 

This did not happen, at least as she wanted it to happen.

The blond girl fell into the arms of a man with brown hair and hazel gold eyes.

"Rachel! Are you okay?" The man asked, worry very obvious in his voice.

"Khun, why didn't you catch me!" Rachel whined, ignoring the questions from the man who was holding her.

"Bam? Is that you? What are you doing here?" Khun asked the brown hair man, ignoring the blond hair girl's whines.

The reporters started having many other headline ideas that could get them promoted.

'Love triangle with hot guy, pretty girl, and cute boy'

'Mysterious woman captures the hurts of two fine-looking' young men'

'Don't you wish your life could be amazing as this'

'Break up with you boyfriends and girlfriends, because there's some new hot fresh meat in Japan'

'New senpai to praise. Will he notice you this time?' 

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Published: June 2nd, 2020 (only a couple weeks of school for me, then it's summer break = more writing. Yay!)

Word count: ~ 1800 words

Next update: Wednesdays, unless noted.

Nobody:

Literally no one:

Rachel: Khun~ K~h~u~n~ KHUN~ kHuN~ kHUN~

Khun: Ight, Imma head out now

Author: *dIeS*