Park Jimin. Stone cold. CEO, with a heart as chilled as ice. A seemingly impenetrable guard has been put up by a past he'd much rather forget.
But the newest member of his faculty Park Chaeyoung, his secretary, a beautifully quick-witted yet reserve...
"Why so glum Mr.Park." I chuckle at the baby pouting in front of me as I place the paperwork he needed on his desk.
"Because it's been three days and I still haven't taken you out yet." His pout not leaving his face as he whines, I lean over the table to peck his lips.
"I'm free this evening." His lips morph into a smile as he pretends to consider my offer.
"This evening, yeah I could make that work." He rests his elbows on the desk and beams at me. This sweet, adorable, innocent Jimin was a total 360 from the cold, arrogant boss I had previously known. I really wasn't complaining.
"So pick me up at 7:00?" I pop the P's in my words as he nods in agreement, "in the mean time, you have a meeting in about 15 minutes, do you want go down to the board room?"
He slowly gets up from his chair, walking in front of me as I lean against his desk. I take the opportunity to straighten his tie and smooth out his blazer.
"What I want, is to make love to you over this desk." I gulp at his forwardness and smack his arm jokingly.
"You really have a thing with me and this desk, don't you?" I laugh nervously, as I physically see his eyes darken.
"No baby, I have a thing for you. The desk just happens to be the closest thing to us in these moments." His voice drops a few octaves as he starts to whisper in his dialect.
"Are y-you using satoori on me Park Jimin?" I try to hide the way that it's exciting my whole body, as his lips suck on my earlobe.
"Is it working?" I almost succumb to him and it takes all the strength in me to lightly push him off me.
"Your meeting? Jimin?"
"Fuck the meeting."
"Well if you're going to fuck the meeting, I shouldn't get in the way." I smile cheekily as I move to dip away from him but his arms wrap around my waist pulling me back to him.
"I don't think so Miss Park."
"Yah, Jimin," he attacks my neck in peppering kisses and I struggle to make a sentence as the tickling sensation makes me giggle, "yah, YAH, if this is going to work, we need to be at least somewhat professional!"
"You make it so hard!" I wasn't sure to what he was referring to but looking down when he said so was my mistake. When I looked back up he was modelling a smug smirk, "you make that very hard baby."
"What have they done with my boss and who are you?"
He laughs as he pulls me into him, wrapping me in a warm hug. I almost forget my point about professionalism entirely.
*Mr.Park, some clients have started to come into the building, heading to sixth right now*
As the intercom alerts us of their arrival, we separate as he gathers his notes for the meeting. I turn to leave but not before Jimin steals a quick kiss from my lips. Aish this guy.
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Park Chaeyoung
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