Warning: Possessive Jin
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Jin POV:Leaning back from my chair, I sigh and cross my arms. The computer monitor in front me should have brightened my day, but there was this one thing that kept bugging me.
"Sir, sales are through the roof, you should be proud." My assistant stands stiff and fresh in front me, his shoes too big for his feet and hair combed back. The look on his face presented one with much expectation and anticipation of a happy boss. Too bad I wasn't that boss.
"Thank you, Markyl." I clear my throat and look to the papers infront me. However hard I tried to read them, she kept appearing in my mind. "Now leave me be. I have some business to attend to."
Once Markyl closes the door behind him, I release a frustrated groan. That smile, the smell, everything. I take off my round glasses and massage my temples. Another knock came from the door.
"Excuse me sir?" The muffled voice reaches my ears.
"Come in."
"I have yet another report of the findings of this woman you have requested. My ears perked up and my head snaps up faster than the manager blinked.
"Where is she?" I half yell and half release some sort of dominance. The manager leans back, slightly overwhelmed by my suddenly outbursts.
"She's uhhh working in the department of Relations. She is (y/n) (l/n)."
"Good." My shoulder relaxed softly and I breathe a sigh. "Sorry for my actions, she has some...things to do with me."
"Right sir."
"Thank you." I clear my throat and pretend to be distracted my the computer screen when really her face settles permanently into my mind. He leaves my office. I then reach over to the phone and dial Markyl's number.
"Yeah boss?" He picks up right away.
"Send an appointment for (y/n) at 2 today."
"Consider it done." I could hear the groan in his voice and I smirked.
...
Knock knock knock
"Come in."
I could tell the creaking of the door was hesitant, as if she didn't really want to be here. No matter, I wanted her to.
"Mr. Kim?" The lady appeared in a red blazer with an orange bow and I kept my head down on my desk. She looked absolutely adorable. Her pencil skirt also outlines her curvy frame and I moaned inwardly with delight.
"Mine." I whisper.
"Excuse me?" She raises an eyebrow.
"Oh nothing. Please call me Jin." I extend a hand and she takes it. Her smooth delicate skin rubbing against mine.
"Why am I here?" She looks around my office and notices my picture frame of my 6 other best friends and a Mario figurine on top of the fire place. "On what grounds do I have an honour to have an audience with the CEO of this company?"
"Well..." I chuckle. "When you work here, you must always know the boss."
"Okay then..." She squints with suspicion and I just shake my head.
"Please, there's nothing to be afraid about." I reach into my desk and pull out a card with my number on it. "I want you and I to stay in touch."
"Will do Mr. Oh I mean Jin." She smiles and turns to leave. I don't stop her as I watch her leave. A dark smile forming into my features.

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