Jehan Mateo slowly pulled the ends of Mia's robe ribbon when she suddenly gasped and pulled away from the kiss.

Their eyes met, "What now?" He complained.

Mia shook her head, "No."

He sighed, "Get on the bed then."

Mia followed and lay down on the bed. Jehan crouched and reached for her legs, spreading them apart and kissing her inner thighs.

Just as she was instructed, Mia moaned and let his lips do its work. He went on top of her and started spreading kisses along her neck down to her collarbones.

"Mmm, Jehan." She moaned, making sure the girl in the video call hear.

Just as their lips were about to collide again, they heard the call ending.

Mia immediately sat up, "What was that for?!"

Jehan, who is still on the bed and in a missionary position, tiredly eyed Mia and sat back up after.

"She's my fiance. She's my step mother's friend. I never liked her but my family does. So I had to get rid of her." Jehan fixed his hair.

Mia nodded, "So if she comes for my head, it's your fault."

"She won't. Don't worry, she won't even remember your name. She's seen me way too many times with multiple women." He stood up and poured himself a glass of whiskey.

"If you're the trash that you say you are, then why are you still engaged?" She asked.

Jehan looked at her, "Since when were you interested in my life?"

"From the moment you involved me into your life." She sassed.

He raised an eyebrow, "I'm not the one who's a con and decided to steal from a mob."

"Whatever you say. Keep the words you said earlier or I'm kicking your balls." She glared.

Jehan nodded, "I take all my words to the grave, Miss Agatha. I'm a mob."

Mia eyed him one last time as he smirks at her before getting out of bed and finally going back to her room.

With no energy and no mood to look for extra clothes, she had no choice but to sleep in her robe.

next morning...

Mia left her room, fully dressed in the clothes she wore yesterday. She went down the stairs and caught up with Jehan who was about to enter his car.

"Wait!" She called. All their attention goes to her.

"Where are you going?" She rushed towards Jehan.

He replied, "To the office."

"Great, I'm coming—"

"No. Not dressed like that." He cuts her off.

Mia raised an eyebrow and looked down at her ripped jeans, a white hoodie and sneakers.

"What do you mean dressed like this?" She asked.

"Like a jobless nuisance." He said with a straight face.

Mia scoffed and was about to talk back.

"Whatever. Let's get you better clothes. I don't want walking around beside you dressed like that." And he entered his car.

Mia was too speechless to even decline and was pushed inside the car by one of the guard.

They arrived at a clothing store, a very known one.

"Well, as long as I don't pay." Mia shrugged and entered the store.

They were immediately accommodated by staff and stood in front with their heads down for Jehan Mateo.

"Get her size of clothes that are close to my style." Jehan said and the staff immediately did her job.

They gathered every attire fitting to what Jehan is wearing right now and presented an entire rack of clothes to him.

Jehan glanced at Mia, "Go."

She sighed in annoyance but complied. She figured the longer she resists, the longer she'll stay in this goddamn mess.

She tried out some of them and Jehan settled for the last one.

A black tight fit mini dress and a gray and green checkered large blazer. Her sneakers were also replaced by pointy silver stilettos, red soles on the bottom.

"I haven't worn heels in years." She muttered as soon as she got back inside the car and took her heels off.

"You can't enter my company with dirty sneakers on." Jehan replied.

Mia rolled her eyes, "You have a stricter dress code than a club."

"MAT Corporation does not hire employees who don't know how to dress appropriately inside the company. We value our image just as we value our profession." He said.

"Which profession?" Mia eyed.

Jehan looked at her, "Both."

Mia nodded. She understood immediately because Jehan Mateo image in both the business and crime industry are very respected. She didn't even know he was a mib before they met. That's how good he is at keeping and separating crime and business image.

After a few minutes, they finally arrived at the company. It was a tall glass building with the letters "MAT" at the top.

Lisa sighed, "So that's why Elon Musk is scared of you."

Jehan ignored her and they entered the building.

Just upon entering, he was already getting greetings from countless employees bowing 90 degrees for him and making way for him towards the elevator.

One of the guards clicked the top floor and arrived at the whole floor of his office.

"Mr. Mateo, good morning." A woman in an office suit welcomed him.

"Good morning." He handed her his coat.

Mia looked around and sat on one of the chairs.

"You have a meeting later at 9 and have lunch scheduled with one of the shareholder's daughter, Miss Ta—" His secretary started speaking.

"Cancel that." He spat.

The secretary continued, "You have an event to attend this afternoon from 2pm to 4pm for the opening of the new branch in Incheon. It's also Mr. Jio and Mrs. Jane's housewarming party at 6pm. And... you have to review and sign these papers." and handed Jehan an inch thick pile of papers.

"Thank you, Hana." Jehan smiled and sat on his chair.

Hana bowed and went to Mia, startling her.

"Would you like a cup of coffee?" She asks Mia with a smile.

Mia shook her head, "No, thank you."

She bowed and left. Mia stood up and watched Jehan sitting on his ceo chair and reading some papers.

"So you actually work. Like, literally go through all those papers." She muttered.

"Of course. Plus all these papers i have in my hand are from the financing department for the mess you made with the company's money." He said, making Mia gulp.

"Anyway, why did you decide to come with me?" Jehan put down the papers and leaned on his chair.

Mia sighed, "Well, since you're holding reports and approvals from the financing department, I was hoping I could go through those papers too. See if I can find something. Also, I wanted to check the financing department later."

He raised an eyebrow, "Have you worked in a company before?"

"No." She confidently said.

Jehan scoffed, "And you want me to hand over these papers to you?"

Mia sensed his doubt and she chuckled. He walked towards him and leaned on his table.

"I might not look like it but I graduated with marketing and finance majors. Lastly, I'm sure I'm the one who knows how money works better between the two of us. You're a businessman, I'm a con." She eyed him with a smirk.

Jehan tilted his head and stared at her face, "Fine."

She was about to grab the papers from Jehan's table when Jehan stopped her and grabbed her wrist.

She gasped, "Ouch."

"I only have one copy. You can't just take it." He said.

Mia pulled her hand back. She stared at him sitting on his chair with full authority. She poked the inside of her cheek with her tongue and suddenly took her blazer off. Leaving her with only her turtle neck tight fit blavk dress.

She slowly walked around the table. Jehand watched as her heels clacked on the floor. Her hands caressing the edges of the table as she walked closer to Jehan.

She finally stood in front of him. He smirked when Mia pushed his chair back a little and sat on his lap like a good pet.

Now, they share one chair as they go through the papers together.

Jehan can see how her hips fit right on his lap and how her heels fit well in between his black shoes.

"Sorry, it's crowded." Mia muttered while looking back at the horny man behind him.

"Don't mind me." He smirked and continued reading the papers Mia was holding.

His hands resting on the armrest badly wants to measure her waist leaning on him.

Mia flinched when Jehan's left hand rested on her thighs. The other hand holding papers.

She smirked, "If you're a professional that you claim you are, why do I feel like something is growing behind my back?"

"If you claim to know about money more than I do, what does sitting on my lap and stripping your blazer off have to do with it, Miss Agatha?" He replied.

Silence. After a few minutes of silence and tension in the room, Mia looked through her shoulders.

"Isn't that what you were expecting?" She whispered.

Jehan looked into her eyes, "Do you understand the consequence of what you just did?"

She looked back on the papers and down to Jehan's veiny hands resting on her thighs.

"No..." She muttered.

She suddenly leaned her back on him and rested her head on his collar bone. She then ran her hands on his thighs and looked up to meet his gaze.

"Make me understand."