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Vincenza pov- part 1

When you awoke the following day, the prospect of meeting him fill you with dread. What happens if he notices you and decides to press charges? How could your grandmother have put you in such danger?

In the pit of your stomach, you have an exciting nervousness. You prepared the bouquet and put the champagne and a box of custard chocolates in the gift bag. You couldn't help but follow him on social media. You could find many pieces about him in various magazines on the internet-his likes and dislikes. You felt like a creepy stalker after two hours of reading about him. You couldn't stop. He got your heart rate going.

Without Chijis' knowledge, you hid a single bottle of draft beer and red wine inside the gift bag. You're hoping he won't put your grandmother on the "do-not-contact" list when he sees it.

While you and Chiji worked on the arrangements, everything was calm in the shop. The weather appeared perfect for a stroll outside, but you know your grandma is determined to put you to work after yesterday's stupidity.

You were even too fearful of talking to your mother and making her concerned. She already had a demanding job looking after and caring for you while juggling a travel schedule-her concern for your long-term well-being.

You were stopped in your tracks last night when you overheard her talking on the phone with your grandmother, who seemed upset.

You couldn't get a Convo potion out of your head.

-"-Gina! Isn't it past time for Frosty to meet her Italian relatives? --"

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"I understand it's risky...but he wants his daughter...hiding her in Seoul won't stop him..."

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"Gina! --she is now an adult!" --I'll let her make her own choice...... Vincenzo,-- I'm sorry...baby..."

With furrowed brows, you spun around and entered your room. Vincenzo, who is he? --your father's rejection? Why is he trying to reach out to you at this time? Is it true that you are his only child?

Pablo also called you, and the two of you chatted for about an hour. He was indifferent about his phone charges. He misses you, and you haven't even been in Korea for a day. When he made you pledge not to fall in love with anybody else, you almost laughed out loud.

You just shook your head...

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You immediately fell out of the place where you were standing in the workshop, reminiscing about everything. Chiji stood there with furrowed brows, staring at you.

"Is everything okay, Frosty? In a few minutes, we'll be at the Publishing House. I'm looking forward to seeing Yeji. "She beamingly smiled.

You pleadingly stare at her. "Please personally deliver it to him, Chi. I won't be able to say anything at all. You know how when I talk. Different words came out of my mouth than what I was thinking about. I wouldn't be capable of thinking coherently."

Chiji laughs softly, "You'll survive...just say you're sorry for...feeling him up so tenderly ---" she burst out laughing at your reddened, shocked face.

"Oh my gosh, Chiji....why are you bringing up the most embarrassing moment?" you say, palms on your face. You are suddenly humiliated.

Chiji guffawed, "You take it too seriously, which is unusual for you... if your grandmother didn't show up, it would be a precise moment...I'm not sure where those hands of yours would have ended up."

"Oh, Chiji! No!!!" You squealed loudly.

Your grandmother emerged from the office, staring at a smirking Chiji and a visibly embarrassed You.

"You two are free to depart at this time. Mr. Kims' secretary has just called. He'd only just arrived. Feel free to leave. He has a lot on his schedule. Please, Frosty ....sincerely apologize and no drama, please "Your grandmother gives you a wary look. You did nothing but sulk and nod.

Chiji informed your grandmother that she would take you out for breakfast at the mall after the delivery and that you are halfway through the lapel flowers for the wedding party.

Your grandmother thanks Chiji with a smile. Your grandmother will work on the table centerpieces for the main bridal table, which is 8 meters wide and has 25 table bouquets. Today, The market will deliver fresh flowers. At a bakery, your grandmother will meet the wedding planner and cake designer in Gangnam ---Dilly shop or something.

You and Chiji took the flower bouquet and drove in her Hyundai Grand i10. She bought it the previous year. Your grandmother pays her well for her work as a flower designer.

As Chiji drove you to the company, you were pretty silent in the car. As you got closer, your heart began to beat faster and faster.

Chiji just presses your hand in comfort.

You stare at Chiji with apprehension after finding an excellent parking spot. You take a deep breath and open the car door. Take your light pink hoodie with the Kwon Petals logo on the back. You hurriedly zipped it up, hiding your adorable lace top. You and Chiji are wearing dark blue skinny jeans and thick work hoodies. Your hair is braided in its signature style. Still, you've decided to disguise your eyes behind hazel Brown contact lenses today since you don't want to draw unnecessary attention like these Korean idols.

Your tense gaze was fixed on the enormous glass skyscraper, and Chiji smiled.

"Come on... let's complete our mission, and then I'll treat you to a delicious brunch," she said as she accepted the bouquet while you took the gift bag with the extra wine and beer. Chiji reassured you with a bit of a smile.

You follow her begrudgingly as she greets the door guard. You bow slightly as you enter the enormous foyer, which is bustling with staff members, and Chiji goes to the reception as you have a look around.

Walls were adorned with large posters of well-known and best-selling novels. When you see a book for kids about folk tales, your eyes widen. The front cover is instantly recognizable. You designed the cover and drew all of the illustrations in the book. You move up to the wall with a big smile on your face. The title was translated from English to Korean. The book became a worldwide sensation, and you had numerous work offers from authors due to its success. Perhaps because you can use any art medium, including pencil sketches, watercolors, and pastels. Your fingers caress the large poster that was hidden behind a glass frame.

As Chiji stood by you, you grinned warmly.

"Wonderful cover...that kid's book made the author famous." She murmurs in response to your awe.

"I know...I designed the cover and inner illustrations for the Crocodile and the Crooked Hare. I'd have a blast working on this story." You give her a big grin.

"Wow! I recall you mentioning that you're working on a children's book. You have a lot of talent, Vincenza. Mr. Kim will only be available for an hour, according to Yeji, Come Vincenza." She gives you a signal to follow her. You sighed and followed her around the gorgeous foyer till you came to another hall with multiple stories. You raised your eyes in wonder.

"Whoa! This publisher is enormous, "You yelled, amazed in hushed whispers.

Chiji smiled as she led you to the 15th-floor elevator. Yeji coded you into the executive offices. No one is ever allowed to go beyond the 12th floor. You hope something will occur to prevent you from entering the code for the top floor. But there was no such luck. Chiji was giddy with delight. She Chiji was excited with giddiness. She was curious about the lavish executive offices.

There were tables and chairs on the ground floor that was red and orange. Red, purple, and orange were used to beautify the area. A small coffee shop in the far corner provided complimentary coffee to guests. You're in desperate need of an espresso. Chiji, on the other hand, dragged you to the elevator.

To some of the immaculately dressed employees, you bow friendly. You don't know about Chiji, but you suddenly felt out of place.

You and Chiji gaze in admiration at the big and gorgeous hallway when you reach the dreaded 15th floor. Only three double doors were present. As soon as you exited the elevator, you entered a reception lounge with comfortable sofas.

Chiji greeted the Secretary with a cheerful smile and showed you the enormous double doors at the end of the Hallway. The Executive offices.The plush carpeting made your feet sink. When you pass the Chair lady/Vice President's office, you and Chiji exchange a glance. Another executive office, a private boardroom, and a small private kitchen.

As she nodded to each of you, the Secretary grinned broadly. Her gaze was drawn to your stunning platinum locks, and when she asked about the color dye you used, she was taken aback. You must have spent a fortune to achieve that silver-white tint. When you lied and said it was Garnier Nutrisse Ultra light Platinum, Chiji smirked and shook her head.

When you open the door and Chiji walks in, the Executive Secretary's eyes widen. You both bow gently, and she and Chiji exchange big smiles. You wondered if they knew each other.

Chiji stared at you and motioned to the lovely girl, beaming. "Since high school, Yeji and I have been friends. She went to a business school, while I went to a design school."

Yeji smiles and swiftly presses a button to alert Mr. Kim to his "surprise" visitors.

"Oh, that's cool," you say softly as you gaze around the opulent executive office. It was a symbol of wealth.

Your accent causes Yeji's eyes to widen. She got up and walked you over to the double doors across her desk. When Yeji smiled and invited you in, you took a big breath.

His silky voice doesn't help matters. As you grabbed the gift bag closer in your hands, you looked slightly frightened. You lose all sense of decency when you gaze at the man who did it to you. Your heart began to beat unevenly. "Oh my goodness!" you breathe in and out.

He was seated at his desk, swinging around in his chair with a deep grin, when he first saw Chiji with the flower bouquet from Kwon Petals. His breath caught in his throat as he watched the second figure emerge from behind her. Oh, my gosh. Blondie is to blame for his body's odd behavior. His expression became emotionless all of a sudden. He examines the two nervous girls who stand in the doorway.

When you caught the eye of the man who had given you a sleepless night, your heart almost stopped. Your mouth began to dry up, and your hands began to sweat. With your other hand, you quickly replace the gift bag.

After both of you bowed, Chiji smiled graciously and said, "Good morning Sir, we came to deliver you a gift of our appreciation --" She apologized to him on behalf of the flower shop's management for the unfortunate incident. As she told Mr. Kim that you wanted to apologize personally, she looked at you apologetically.

As you felt a shove on your shoulders, your eyes were downcast. Mr Kim Namjoon sat motionless, his fingers over his mouth. He was amused by the blonde girl's nervous, fidgety demeanor.

As she motions for you to hand up the gift, Chiji's eyes widen. "Please apologise, Vincenza. I'll have to capture it on my phone for Gran."

You were speechless, oh my gosh. The company president's brows were furrowed in anticipation as he looked at you. In his thin-rimmed glasses, he looks unbelievably hot. You were at a loss for what to do with yourself.

You winced and bit your lower lip " l'uomo è così sexy... non-riesco a concentrarmi! ( oh gosh! The man is so sexy...how will I concentrate)" You yelled in hushed whispers at your awaiting cousin. As you ramble in Italian in a hesitant tone, she chuckles.

You were completely unaware of how well he understood you. His eyes gleamed as he noticed how confused this girl was.

Namjoon became a touch stern suddenly. "You have less than a minute to complete what you've come to do, ladies! Please don't waste my precious time-- "He motioned toward your silence.

You inhaled deeply and took the bouquet from a beaming Chiji. As you approached his desk, you took a big gulp. When Namjoon peered into Brown hazel eyes, he raised his brows and furrowed his brows. He was entirely right. On the day he met her, she only wore blue-grey contacts. Those eyes appeared to be so natural.

When she stood in front of him, licking her dry lips and looking pleadingly back at Chiji, who stood with a big suppressed grin with the phone on camera mode, Namjoon smirked. . This will be epic.

"Respectfully, Sir, I just want to express my regret for what I did before. It was impolite, inappropriate, and foolish. Please don't hold it against my grandmother and her store...I'm very sorry. I'm to blame for everything. I apologized profusely for causing any inconvenience-- "you couldn't look him straight in the eyes. Your gaze darted around the room to avoid his gaze.

Namjoon sat there, his gaze fixed on your anxiety. He rubs his lower lip with his forefinger and leans to the side. Your eyes enlarge when you accidentally look up.

"--Oh my Gosh!!!" you exclaimed, your gaze focused on the man. What is it about this guy that makes him so incredibly attractive? When you look at him, all logic vanishes.

As he watched how her eyes were fixated on his lips, Namjoon tried to hide a smile. Her hand wiped her brows as she turned to ask Chiji for help.

"Er...Ms Chiji...am I right?" Namjoon asks Chiji.

Chiji was wide-eyed when the president spoke to her. She glances at poor Frosty, who is now more flustered than ever, and nods in astonishment.

"Yes, that is my name," She put down her phone and turned to face the attractive man in front of her blushing friend.

He gave a polite smile. "Please excuse us for a few moments. I need to speak to this lady. Is it's alright with you? "You shook your head furiously at hrr, unable to bear the thought of her leaving you with the hot Mr. Kim. He had a massive effect on you.

Chiji gazed at you with big eyes and apologies, shaking her head and mouthing "sorry."

She gives Mr. Kim a short nod and rushes out of the office, hoping Mr. Kim will be understanding.

Namjoon stood slowly and moved around his desk when she left the office, and you appeared to be apprehensive of his every move.

When the towering man appeared before you, his muscled arms folded across his body, your eyes widened. Your delicate complexion turns paler as you gulp. Oh my goodness, he'll file charges or worse...tells you he'll keep Kwon Petals' account for pain and suffering or whatever it is that rich people like to sue others for.

"Mr. Kim... I'm sorry...don't sue my granny, please," you said frantically as you inhaled deeply.

"What are you going to do about it?" Namjoon asks, raising his brows.

You appear puzzled. Huh!

"I'm not going to touch you like that ever again... I'm an artist, and I'm sorry, but your face captured my attention. I only wanted to remember it so I could sketch you...but?" You squint your eyes and massage your neck sheepishly. Namjoon was captivated by the faint blush on your cheeks.

"So you just felt me up to sketch me...?" he smirked. That is something he isn't convinced of.

You winced with a pained expression, "Yes, sir, I apologize if I made you feel uncomfortable. It wasn't my intention... but oh my gosh! You're ...you're ridiculously HOT!!!"Your eyes enlarge as a result of your unexpected revelation. Your cheeks are a deep shade of crimson. Oh my gosh! What did you think when you said that? Your own words betray you.

Namjoon tilted his head and gazed down at your flustered expression. As you notice the smirk on the corners of his mouth, you bite your lower lip with renewed embarrassment.

"You think I'm...hot?" His eyes gleamed with great amusement. This girl is incredibly fascinating. She's like a breath of fresh air.

"Yes...I think you...er ...sexy!" In a strangled voice, you breathe out. Your cheeks are a deep shade of scarlet. His astonished gaze was fixed on yours. He swallows and clears his throat, not wanting to think about what you just said. The allure in her voice made his body react instantly.

"So, you wanted to draw me? You claimed that you're an artist. So, what's your name, and where are you from?" He inquired softly. There was a noticeable change in the atmosphere. You nod as you glance up at his tall posture.

"Kwon Vincenza,...I'm a Korean-Italian."You said hesitantly. Your legs feel like jello. This man's persona isn't beneficial for health.

"I'll give you the benefit of the doubt to prove your innocence...and artistic ability. You will create three separate portraits of me using various media, all of which have to be identical. If you fail, I'll hold you accountable." He moved closer to you and now stopped just before you, staring down at your bewildered expression. He genuinely wishes for you to capture his visuals on paper. Oh, my gosh!!!

Your jaws dropped, "You...you ...want me to sketch you...sure, I'll show you...I'm for real. Could you please send me a picture of yours?"

His dimples instantly placed you in a trance, and he smiled a bit "Nope! no images, hand over your phone to me?" He reached out to you and extended his hand. As you handed him your iPhone, you were bewildered.

Your jaws dropped open as he entered numbers into your phone and handed it back to you.

"There...my phone number is yours to keep. Be aware that I will contact you to set up a time. You're going to draw me in real time. I need tangible evidence that you aren't a pervert." He chuckles as he notices your piercing stare. What the hell? You're not a pervert, believe it or not. You will be able to prove your abilities.

"You're joking, aren't you?"With an astonished tone, you said. He's given you his cell number and requested that you sketch him. It's all a bit surreal.

"I'm being deadly serious...If you don't deliver and it is discovered that you lied. I'm seeking compensation," he says.

"Mr. Kim, I did not do anything wrong. It was entirely your fault." You retorted back.

You flushed bright red again as he chuckled in your annoyed eyes, "Who is the one who virtually made love to my face..."

"I'm sorry, you were the one that stood there illegally hot. You made me do it...you're the one who got me in that state?" You make a cute pout. Namjoon chuckles a little at your straightforwardness. He's amazed by your brutally honest responses. Is she aware of what she just stated?

As he began to chuckle, his shoulders moved up and down.

You stared at him with your eyes narrowed as he chuckled. "Please don't laugh. It isn't funny. It's not right that you made me feel physically attracted to you. I'm going to have to sue you." You almost stood right in his personal space with every phrase you uttered, poking his strong, well-defined chest with your finger. As your breath caught in your throat, he grabbed your hand in his firm hand.

"So," he says huskily, his stare fixated on your Brown eyes, "I'm to blame for your attraction to me." As your gaze was drawn to his, which radiated an unexplainable emotion, your mind blank. You looked at each other as if you were the only two people on the planet. You were attempting to read each other. Because you couldn't take your gaze away from each other, your palm rested softly on his chest.

Without being aware of it...You had both begun to lean in...

until the door was abruptly open!...

Namjoon was jolted awake from his trance and stared down at you, confused. Wow. It was impossible to deny the attraction. You both immediately withdrew from each other's proximity as you knew you were about to kiss. Both of you are painfully aware of this fact.

Yeji's eyes widen as she notices the two of you close proximity. But her bemused expression couldn't compete with the astonished appearance of the woman who had just walked in beside her.

"I'm sorry, Sir," Yeji exclaimed, "I told Miss Mi-Young that you were in a meeting...but..."With a giddy look, she swiftly closed the door. Wow, drama.

You notice the stunning redhead's eyes, which are piercing with daggers. Is she...does she happen to be his girlfriend? (Oh, momma) Oh, my lord!

Mi-Young's eyes were filled with pain as Namjoon glanced uncomfortably.

You take a deep breath and swiftly turn to face the president. "Sir, I'd want to express my gratitude for accepting the gift of Kwon Petals. Enjoy. I'll inform my...boss." You instantly bow respectfully to the two people and escape the uncomfortable situation.

Yeji eagerly waved her arms at Chiji inside the executive PA's office, trying to explain what she had just seen. Chiji was even more perplexed by Yeji's rants. They have a chance because of her rants. You swiftly grab Chiji's elbow, greet Yeji, and flee with your befuddled cousin to the waiting elevator.

You exhaled a sigh of relief.

What in the world just happened between you two...

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A/n: Y/n met up with the President with unexpected consequences.

Thank you for your support. The votes and comments. A big shout out to all the new and shadow readers.

Question 1: Do you think Namjoon will be able to withstand your allure?

Question 2: Will her bluntness attract or repel Namjoon?

Question 3: Mi-Young was shocked! What do you think is racing through her mind?