The sexy CEO: Jongho

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by Shrekerenhore

by Shrekerenhore

Y/N P.O.V

He is sexy.

Like very fucking sexy.

Damn! Look at those abs.

This man is irresistable, the things I would do-

"Is this what you normally do during work hours?"

Fear fills every inch of my being, as I look up into the cold eyes of my boss. Yeah, ma fucking boss.

"I- I um- I..." Clearly I am very much not capable of forming any type of sentence. Like what do you say when your boss catches you looking through an 18+ magazine?

He's leaning onto my desk, hovering above me with his eyebrow raised, giving me a sort of playful look.

Fuck my life.

"Did you at least get your work done? Come to my office immediately, unless you want to lose your job" he says sternly, walking away.

Omg, HE BETTER NOT FIRE ME. I spent two years, five months, three weeks, six days, two hours and approximately twenty-one seconds trying to find this job. I will literally fight him on this.

I storm into his office, determined to keep this job.

I stop in my tracks as Mr. Choi starts doing the unexpected. The damn guy starts unbuttoning his shirt, and I freak out.

"STOP! NOT HERE, NOT NOW" I scream without a second thought and he gives me the most weirded out look possible.

"Calm down Jamal! It's just really hot in here, I'm not trying to fuck you or anything!"

I don't know why the hell I feel disappointed, but I do. After all, this guy is hotter than the dude in my magazine.

He must have noticed me subtly frowning, because he starts walking towards me with a smirk on his face.

"But you would like that, wouldn't you?" he slightly whispers, pinning me to the door. Ugh, everything about him is making me feel weak.

He slowly leans closer, and I think my heart is about to explode. I want him.

I close my eyes, about to give into him when-

THUD

In a fucking flash I find myself on top of Mr. Choi, on the hard floor.

"Ow" he mutters, and I have no damn clue what's going on.

I suppose someone thought it was a good idea to enter the room without knocking.

I barely manage to look up at the person in front of us from the awkward position I'm in and-

"Oh, it's just George Bush"