— Next day —

March 5th, 2024.

7 am.

I stand up from my chair, my black dress shirt already opened the way I like it to be. I stand right before my desk and lean back on it, checking what time it is on my watch for the thousandth time today.

She must not be late today.

Staying put in my spot, I exhale sharply and look up at the ceiling, bending my head back and cracking my neck. I close my eyes for a moment and run my tongue over my lips. I'm losing my patience waiting to see her in front of me.

Some thoughts of what happened in my shower this morning come back into my mind, the pleasure that I went through for the uncountable time while thinking about her is so unforgettable.

I breathe out and open my eyes, laying them on the door.

"For fuck's sake..." I huff with exasperation and cross myt arms over my chest, rolling my eyes and peeking at my watch one more time. "She's gonna take—" my sentence ends at the sound of someone knocking.

"Come in!" I hurl out of my mouth and straighten up. My eyes finally catch sight of this brat. She is three minutes late. "Good morning, Mister J—"

"You're late," I cut her off at the same moment that the door closed behind her, her tight skirt grasping all my attention.

"I"m sorry, I got here on time but had to put my things down before coming here," she glances away. "I told you to be here for seven, though. Not earlier, not later."

"I apologize, Mister Jeon..." she says sincerely, looking up at me with a hint of nervousness in her eyes.

I sigh and step forth, my arm lowering for my hand to slide into my pockets. I stop right before her and keep my head low to be able to look at her features she attempts to keep hidden from me. "Say that again."

She shoots her eyes up at my order, so I repeat myself. "Stare into my eyes and say that again."

"I...I apologize, Mister Jeon," she does as told, my lips curving up with smugness. I bring my left hand up to her chin, brushing my finger past her jawline; I raise her head up even more. I keep my eyes fixed on hers, the tension and heat rising. "One more time."

Her skin warms up against mine as I maintain eye contact. "I apologize, Mister Jeon. This won't happen again," she becomes submissive, her voice sounding so attractive.

I smile with satisfaction and graze her cheek with my finger as I cannot help but glance at her lips. Those lips pigmented with the lipstick I bought her.

I do not hide my desire but look back into her eyes, her body not retreating. As my heart races, I notice her hungry gaze on my lips. I gently hold her chin and lean in slowly.

Her lips asking for mine to come in between, my index finger slides down under her chin, the moment turning me on. Once she closes her eyes, I do it.

I tighten my clasp on her chin and skim her cheek with my lips, and I whisper in her ear, "You can go," I smirk and get back to my chair.

Feeling embarrassed after the moment she hoped would be perfect, she clears her throat as I sit in my chair. I look up at her with a sense of contentment. "I'll call you later," I allow her to leave my office and focus on my work.

She bows to me and makes her way to the door.

•••

12 am.

Lunch break finally here, I leave my office and walk up to the cafeteria, expecting Miss Han to be there. She better be; she knows she has to eat something if she doesn't want to face any consequences.

As I finally reach the room, I run my fingers through my hair and fix my trousers. I wander my eyes through the people in here, seeing the faces of the women ones I hate. I stop right when I stumble upon my favorite one. My lips curving up into a smile, I lean on the door frame and watch her eat a banana while browsing on her phone.

I do not give a damn about my other employees here but pay full attention to her. I lick my lips and head towards her. I slide my hands into my pockets and attempt to be quiet. When Once I approach her, I startle her with a whisper in her ear. "Are you finally an obedient employee?"

She jumps, her curves brushing against the front of my body, intensifying my feelings. We lock eyes, and she takes the fruit away from her lips. "I...I'm just doing as told."

"I know you do," I keep eye contact with her, taking my hand out of my pocket. Her eyes peek down at it, but she just focuses back on her phone. "Why aren't you eating anymore?"

She places the banana on the counter and licks her lips. "I don't want to."

I breathe out and take the fruit from the peel. I move closer to her, holding it at the level of her lips. "Open," I command her to do, my voice making her understand how serious I am. She looks down at the banana and parts her lips. She takes it in her mouth and eats.

"Good girl," I mumble and throw the peel in the trash. "Come in my office once you're done here," I give my last words out and walk out of here.

10 minutes later...

"Come in," I enthusiastically utter, knowing who the person behind the door is. She walks into my office with her stilettos and comes up to me as I contemplate the beauty she is.

"Miss Han," a smile grows on my face, her arms hiding in the back of her gorgeous body. "I saw the sketches you worked on yesterday," I hold the papers that she used when we were only together. "You did a good job, as always." I fix my eyes on hers.

"Does that mean...I mean...Is it true?" she doubts my earnestness, not sure that I am telling the truth and not teasing. "Does it look like I'm joking?" I raise my eyebrows but tilt my head, staring through her soul. "No, it doesn't. Mister Jeon."

I rise from my chair, scratching my neck with my finger, feeling the heat of my skin. I sigh and walk around my desk to reach her. "I heard from someone that you'd do anything for me to reward you. Is that true, Miss Han?" I bring my body closer to hers as her eyes widened.

Unconsciously, her body gives me the answer by showing some shock. She must not have expected me to hear that from me.

"I knew I was right," I sneer, staring at her. "You know I love to see you work much harder than my other employees just to make me proud, right?" I step aside, this moment seeming so intense for her. I can see the nervousness in her eyes, realizing the truth of my words.

I move slowly and position myself right behind her, towering over her with my height. Our bodies touch, and my mind shuts off at the sensations her curves pressed against me provoke.

She could step forth and stop this, but she's staying still.

"You know it, don't you?" I speak in her ear, the chills covering her skin. "Yes, I do..."

"The problem is that you made a lot of mistakes and disrespected the rules," I fix my eyes on her without ever pulling my lips away from her ear, loving the effect my actions have on her. "Would you still want a reward if I had to correct you first?"

"I..." her hand intertwines in the front of her body, my eyes landing on her chest. "Yes, I would."

I can't believe it. She acts shy at first, but when she's with me, her demeanor changes.

"Are you sure? Would you really want to find out what type of reward I'm talking about?" I cannot contain my excitement as I stick my body to the back of hers.

No matter the state in which she is, she turns around and gazes up at me. "Am I just a toy to you?"

"A toy?" some confusion overwhelms me; the meaning of those words not sounding clear to me.

"Do you behave this way with every woman you want?" she asks, some jealousy surely controlling her. "Well..." I make the rage boil inside of her, leaning in but trapping her body between mine and the desk. I lay my hands on it and get my lips close to hers, enough to make her breathing shiver. "Brave of you to assume that I'd want you, Miss Han."

"Then if you don't. Just leave me alone and stop being so much of a flirty asshole," she dares insult me after huffing her words like she never did before. She pushes me away from her and tries to get out of my room.

"Don't you have eyes?" I scoff and put my shirt back properly as she attempted to open the door I locked without her knowing. Acknowledging that she will not go anywhere without my permission, she lets go of the handle and turns around.

"Am I flirting with my other female employees? Am I showing some appreciation towards them?" I smirk and lean back on my desk, finally letting some facts out. "Jaemin is a close friend. We spent many years together in school," I reveal the truth, smugness overcoming me once again as I can tell from the look on her face how stunned she is.

"What are you talking about?" she eventually picks up this whole thing I and her best friend hid from her. "You...Jaemin...He- He told you everything I told him?!" her body nearly collapses in front of my eyes, this reaction engendering twice more amusement to me.

"Hm..." I grip the rim of the desk, nodding with a lot of cockiness. "I heard you. You love when I'm authoritative, commanding. You dream of me a lot, fantasize about me, what you'd want me to do to you. How desperate and down bad you are for me. Hm? Isn't that what you said?"

"I...I can't remember..." she remains in denial while facing the truth, her shy eyes avoiding me and my presence. I chuckle and straighten up, knowing that all of this doesn't even contain a single hint of falsehood.

I step towards her and enjoy the reaction of her body. I know her heart must be racing.

"Feeling my big hands around your throat. Can't you remember that text you sent him?" I stand before her, her red face melting my heart as my arousal gains ascendancy. "I can't..."

"Uh. Stop fucking lying, you're just making it worse for yourself," I bite my lips with irritation, not standing this type of behavior when she knows damn well I'm right. "This is embarrassing. So, no. I don't want to admit it."

"So you don't want me to give you what we both want?" I give her the option to decide what happens next.

She averts her eyes from mine, staring down at the floor. "Those are only fantasies. I would never want to have sex with someone just for fun."

"For fun? Have you already forgotten what I said?" I force our eyes to meet. I cannot stand how dumb she pretends to be. "Look at the way I treat her and favor you all the time. I don't care about any other woman," I cup her chin and raise her head up. "I'm serious. I want you. I'll give you what you deserve, what you want. What we both want eagerly, without doing this for fun."

"So I have to take your word for it. Attractive, flirty, powerful, and confident men like you can never be trusted," she speaks about me despite not knowing me personally.

"The only woman I want is you. If I were like those 'men', I'd play with the hoes that ask for my dick all the time," I state, not liking what she implies. "As you say, 'that you want'. I'm sorry, but I'm not a toy," she tosses my hand away from her.

I push her against the wall as she stepped aside. "You're willingly taking my words the wrong way. I really thought you'd be smarter than that," I move back from her but head to my desk. "I see the way you always look at me. You don't want me as a woman. Quit playing that game with me. I'm done letting men use me."

"Shut up and stop assuming. I'm not a fuckboy no more. I'm twenty-six. I'm past that fucking phase. I'm a man," I make myself clear as some anger took over me from the words she used to talk about me. "But fine, get out of my office and return to your work.," I utter harshly and get back to my chair, my veins burning with wrath after this argument.

She bows to me as if this was even necessary and leaves my room.

She is so stupid.