Follow Your Heart | jirose

• chapter 6 •

Chaeyoung's Pov
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The tension in the office over the next few days, was unbearable. Aside from the occasional glance and demand, Jimin and I kept our distance.

Guilt from both parties was apparent and once I had sobered up the morning following that gross sexual event, hosting a raging hangover, I suddenly realised the extent of my actions.

Yes I, Park Chaeyoung fucked my frickin boss.

Not only is he my boss. He's the most arrogant, egotistical, low-ball-sacked, bastard I've ever come across.

And yet if he asked me to bend over his desk I'd be there in a heartbeat.

This is what I get for letting my vagina control my decisions. Honestly who fucks their boss?

Low people, that's who. Really low people.

I had let my guard down and it infuriated me. This isn't me, this is not who I want to let myself be. I'm a well regarded young female, who should be accustomed to making good choices.

That's definitely the last time I'm drinking.

But I can't disguise or distinguish the fact that there's something about Jimin, something that urges me to naturally gravitate towards him.

The notion that he could make my heart flutter at a single glance, or make me feel insatiable at a slight touch. It doesn't seem fair the devastating effect that has rubbed off on me.

The fact that although I feel conditioned to hate his guts, I still long for an ounce of attention. I feel this constant push and pull but I can't let myself get played by a player.

"Miss Park." I jump slightly and Jimin's voice, nevertheless I walk into his section of the office after his request.

"Yes Jimin?" I questioned.

"You mean 'yes Mr.Park', Miss Park?"

"Really Jimin? I think we're passed the second name basis, don't you?"

"I won't ask again, as your superior in this office, disobeying my commands isn't very wise." He rose from his desk. I swallowed, but stood strong, showing no signs of the impact he clearly holds over me. "Now, address me correctly Miss Park, or I'll have to punish you right here, in this office."

I hadn't notice how close he'd gotten to me, until I felt his hands grip my waist. I gulp slightly at the close proximity.

How can he go from completely ignoring my existence, to seductive mode in a matter of seconds.

I was well aware that the office shutters were not close and anyone walking by, from the west wing, would have a clear view of what was currently happening.

The idea that we could be caught in the act didn't seem to bother me though. In fact, the threat of voyeurism seemed to thrill me slightly.

I looked to Jimin's eyes, which were fixed on my lips, as he licked his own.

"Chae...?"

"Y-yes, Mr Park?"

He chuckled, removing his hands from my waist then plastering on his previous deadpanned expression.

"I need you to review my schedule, it seems there's a clash of some sort. That's all." He stated blankly.

I roll my eyes, as he turns his attention back to his desk, resuming his earlier position in his seat. As I start to gain the courage to give him a piece of my damn mind, the door opens revealing a smiling Taehyung, with a small bouquet of flowers.