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This unstoppable excitement

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The Presidents'Office

Jimin and his secretary, Mr. Bak, were muttering at the top of the executive office floor while he was signing some documents about the newly distributed exercise tonic. This tonic that boosts mental performance during strenuous exercise is in high demand, and Japan and Europe are eager to order large quantities for their markets.

Jimin raised his head as Mr. Bak informed him of a possible date night.

Jimin furrowed his brows and appeared perplexed. "What?"

Mr. Bak clears his throat, "Yes, Sir. Tonight you have a date at the Imperial Hotel's Coffee Shop with So SeYeong of the So and Song Accounting Firm."

He sat with open jaws, baffled and shocked, saying, "The HELL--"

Young Mr. Park simply shook his head, his face expressionless "No can do--I have a full schedule today. Tell them I'm busy..."

Mr. Bak inhaled deeply at the expression of a mellow Jimin who continued signing the documents. Mr. Bak took out his phone and placed it in front of his boss to view the recorded video message from his obnoxious grandfather.

His grandfather will be the death of him.

"I don't want to hear you talk about being busy... Mr. Bak rearranges some things and adjusts the time... This is precisely why I pay you so much--"

Jimin inhaled sharply, his attractive face scowling.

Ol'Mr Park is a truly interesting character, and his bickering and bantering with his youngest grandson is a sight to behold and very amusing to the eyes.

Mr. Bak took his phone and slid it back inside his suit jacket, smirking, "and that is why I went ahead and cleared your schedule for today."

Jimin groans and wipes his face with his hands, clearly displeased." and groan, while wiping his face with his hands, It was much simpler at the overseas branch. At the very least, I was free of Ol'Mr Park. I could date whomever I wanted, and I excelled at no-strings-attached relationships--but marriage--"

Mr. Bak tried to maintain his smirk and simply said, "I hope you find a suitable partner among the top ten candidates."

"Why is that?" Jimin inquired of his secretary.

Mr. Bak pursed his lips and said, "Number 11 is located in Japan, number 17 in Switzerland, and number 20 in Wales. Do you want to go so far for a blind date?"

Jimin is bewildered, "What?!?"

Mr. Bak's solemn expression was already fixed on his boss "--Or simply marry, as the chairman desires. Then I won't have to worry about fitting into your schedule and You won't have to waste your time--I'm just frustrated, that's all," Mr. Bak inhales deeply.

"--I mean, I understand where the chairman is coming from-" he continued.

Jimin's eyes widen with realization, and he smirks slightly, "No, I think it's a good idea."

Mr. Bak was taken aback by the president, who sat with his hands folded on the table and a deep, mischievous smirk on his lips. Mr. Bak was perplexed by Young Mr. Park's changed demeanor...

Meanwhile...You and Seyeong instead opt-out from the tried and tested fake exorcism to scare away Soyeongs' blind dates and decide they should go for the "tough" girl image, which is essentially club wear, hair extensions, and heavy make-up.

Seyeongs' aunt is a famous fashion designer and boutique owner; she had everything at her disposal, from clothes and make-up to hairdressing.

You and Soyeong left the elevator to the warehouse floor, where all their new clothing line was displayed. Your eyes widen at the vast rails with fashion items from glittering evening gowns for those starstudded film premiers or awards nights to the couture for the fashion ramps in Paris or New York fashion week.

You watched in awe as a smug Seyeong gestured to the most beautiful and expensive fashion.

Your eyes were wide open. "Gosh!"

One designer outfit top could cost you thre times your monthly salary.

Seyeong smiled, "Hello, we're going for the tough girl look--pick the clothes you'll wear to the blind date here," she gestured to a few outfits around the warehouse. As you run your fingers through the expensive fabric textures fabric.

"--This is my aunt's new Ladines Beauty product line."

She continues by selecting a few outfits that will fit the concept.

You felt as if you died and went to fashion heven, a fashionista's dream, with clothes and more clothes, shoes, bags, and accessories galore. You don't know where to look.

Soyeong smirked, "What about something lacey like this? Will look. It will appear very intimidating.'

She looked at the dummy and said, "Or round it off with a leather black leather belt like this to make a bold statement."

You put on the outfit and liked it right away, but Soyeong just furrowed her brow. Something is missing.

She motioned to another mannequin wearing a beautiful chiffon layering short dress with bold patterns and a black leather belt.

You have a big smile, "This appears to be tough.Let's go with it "Your fingers brushed against the soft, flowing fabric.

Seyeong shook her head and placed more outfits in your arms to go and fit after another fitting. You're already exhausted.

You appear uneasy in your current attire.

"Perhaps...I should show some skin."

"Yeah, let's try on something else," Seyeong said with a smile.

Following a parade of various outfits. It turned into a silly game for Soyeong. She was dressing you up in ridiculous ensembles.

You look down on your latest "failure," prim and proper, like a spinster teacher. The skirt is maroon and long up to your ankles, with a tight, lacey top and a dull black blazer. You looked at Seyoeng, who was snickering in her fist. You shook your head, staring blankly at her with a tight pout, "Hey you doing this on purpose!"

When your self-appointed stylist saw your dissatisfied expression, she laughed, "That one is not!"

Someone finally found the right outfit after a few sexy outfits. "TADA! You'll look like a cute little fox!"

You wrinkled your nose at the one you chose "--This one is too summery for me; I'm going to get cold. It's cute and all, but"

Soyeong clapped her hands in delight, "That's the point...it makes you look crazy and he'll know this one isn't marriage material--"

You both started laughing.

After you are done changing into the most expensive, jaw-dropping designer outfit, Soyeong worked her magic on your hair with highlighted extensions that flow down your back after you finish changing into the most expensive, jaw-dropping designer outfit. She then began with your make-up. Every designer brand is represented in the make-up room. You smirk, thinking Soyeong missed her calling. You've always wondered why she studied accounting rather than fashion. She's got a natural talent for it. But, to take over their accounting firm in the future, she had to follow in the footsteps of an overbearing father. She is the sole heir to her father's wealth.

You couldn't recognize yourself after the magical makeover. You appear to be both hot and sexy. Your make-up was smoky and your lips filled with a luscious, glossy lipstick. Your face was flawless, and you looked like a million dollars.

Soyeong's eyes glowed with pride as she gazed upon her magnificent handiwork."Bravo! perfect. Minola, you are stunning."

"Well, I'm ready to give our blind date the date from hell!" you smirk.

You both burst out laughing.

DATE NIGHT...

That night, you arrived at one of the Imperial Hotel's trendiest coffee shops in style.

You smirked triumphantly. You can already taste the outcome of another ruined date.

You're so prepared to lose a guy in 10 minutes, hoping he'll skedaddle in a few minutes, disgusted by you. You'll make him reconsider marrying a girl like you, So Soyeong.

You strutted into the hotel coffeeshop like a proper heiress. You exude confidence and arrogance and have your nose in the air. You walked in as if you already owned the place. Your elegance and expensive designer attire immediately drew the attention of the wealthy patrons.

You know you're well-built because you're wearing black fishnet stockings, tight leather shorts, shiny ankle high-heeled boots, and a cute black and white shimmering sleeveless top that shows off your bare waist with a white jacket covering your shoulders. You were your confident self. All eyes were on you. You were well aware that you looked magnificent. As you shake your long tresses from your shoulders, You are your confident self. All eyes were on you. You were well aware that you looked magnificent. You shake your long tresses from your shoulders as you meet a very wide-eyed waiter.

The pleasant waiter escorted you to your table. It is one of the VIP sections with soft lounge seats. You smiled as you looked around the establishment. It was dimly lit, upscale, and cosy.

"The play has begun; now it is time for you to flex your acting muscles, Minola..wait...you are now Soyeong..." "So Seyeong," you reasoned.

You sat there smugly, psyched by the worst possible date you'll ever have. You could already taste victory when you heard a soft, husky voice behind you.

"Ms. So Seyeong?"

When you detect the presence of your blind date behind you, you smug grin and respond with a sultry voice, "Yes?"

Then you slowly turned around and gazed at the most alluring and sexiest man with wide eyes. He was standing with a tremendous aura around him. He had his hands in his pockets and was looking down at you. One of his brows was raised as if he was peering inside you.

You almost spit out the last of your saliva, which was drying out by the minute.

You were speechless when you saw this hot male specimen. Your mind went legally blank as you stared into his beautiful, expressive eyes.

Omg, what! why is he so good-looking? he is hot! Your overworked mind contemplated.

You were stunned in silence, thinking about your current situation. Your flustered expression quietly amused him.

He nods and inquires, "You are Ms. So?"

His lips are sexy as well. You shook your head, and your eyes widened. You just nodded quietly and said, "Y...yes," in a strangled voice.

You hid your face in shame. This man makes you forget about your mission. And you make a nervous hand movement and say, "Erm...take a seat."

He gives you a nod and takes a seat across from you. Still watching you subtly. Your heart was racing and it felt like a million butterflies were wreaking havoc in your tummy.

You couldn't take your eyes off this dashing hunk. His hair was light and glistened. He had an ethereal appearance. How can a man be so gorgeous? He wore the most stylish and comfortable suit. This guy is well-versed in brand names. He resembles a celebrity "idol" or model.

His entire persona was enveloped in an aura of power and authority. The ladies in the establishment gave him fascinated and entranced peeks.

You just awkwardly looked at each other. It was almost as if the cat had caught your tongue.

You sat there contemplating your next move.

You thought to yourself, "I wish I could take my time admiring his appearance...but I have a time limit. Right. Why don't I start by being impolite."

You smugly smile and rummage through your Chanel purse for your business card, your entire demeanour changing in cockiness. You raise your brows and hand him your business card, like a typical spoiled brat you state with an arrogant voice, "I have no idea who you are. Your name is..."

Your date remained calm and collected and nodded, taking a business card from inside his suit and presenting it to you. You grinned as you exchanged business cards with your jaw-dropping date.

He smirked as he leaned back and observed you fiddle with his card between your manicured fingers.

"My name is Park Jimin-" he says calmly.

You briefly looked up at him before returning your gaze to the card, smirking. "What? Park what?" you asked again as if you hadn't caught his name.

"Park Jimin," he raises his eyebrows at her blatant indifference.

You smile charmingly as you twirl the card around candidly and softly, murmuring "Park Jimin--" before turning the card around and reading his details. When you saw a very familiar logo on the card and his information, your eyes almost bulged out of their sockets with visible shock. A cold shiver runs up your spine as you feel as if your wind has been knocked out of your gut.

Park Jimin, President of Park Pharmaceuticals

Your gaze was fixed on the card as if you couldn't believe what you were reading. Blood began to drain from your already flustered face. In front of you is none other than your company's elusive President.

In shock, your hand flew to your mouth. Oh my!

Mr. Park sat back, a smirk on his lips, and silently observed you. He could tell you were shaken by something.

His brow furrowed."Ms. So?" His voice rings in your ears, but your gaze is still fixed on the card, and you look up, flustered, "Er, yes?"

He was taken aback by your sudden change in demeanor. "Is there a problem?"

You quickly pull yourself together and put on a broad, beaming smile.

You say trembling, "No, not at all."

You then smirked and chuckled nervously, "Er, I need to pop into the restroom."

You abruptly stood up. Grab your purse and dash out the door to the nearest waiter to ask him where the restrooms are.

Mr. Park seemed perplexed by your fleeing posture, hair flying in all directions.

A/n Another update for our Chimmy -stans

Shout out to ArmyGirlindia -Tenshina- Namjoonistaprol34

1. Do you think Y/n will be able to pull it off?

2. What do you think of her date attitude?