In the eyes of the community, Kim Namjoon is known as a reputable public figure that citizens are praising for his high participation in terms of giving community medicine service. Especially in suburban areas and families with fewer cents to keep in their pockets to afford even the cheapest medicine in a pharmacy. He is the owner and CEO of a pharmaceutical company. Mr.Kim Namjoon may look intimidating and churlish but his staff is telling otherwise. He's a smooth talker, voice charmer, and a very fine specimen that will question even a man's logic of ''I'm a straight guy''.
But every man has their little dark secret.
"Sir Kim, your weekly medicine supplies file report is already at your office table. I need you to sign these documents' sir."
The secretary is holding her best composure in front of the CEO while giving him a pen to sign the paper on the clipboard.
"That would be all?"
"Yes sir."
He flashed his alluring smile, a soft gasped escaped the secretary's mouth wishing that the CEO never heard her reaction.
"Thank you, sir."
"You're welcome."
His face absolutely changes when the secretary faced her back at him, walking away and making sure she sways her hips for the handsome CEO to see. He smirked.
Namjoon: Women are so vulnerable and predictable. He stepped outside the building where a black Mercedes is waiting for him.
*hops inside*
"Seokjin, at my usual place, please."
A good-looking driver the reflection of the CEO from his rear mirror and nodded.
"Yes sir."
Kim Namjoon always gets off of his company exactly 6 in the afternoon, from there onwards no one knows where the respective CEO could be seen.
He simply vanishes in the city every night. Namjoon slowly takes off his branded coat and expensive white long sleeve. He brushed his hair into a more stylish loose way.
That minute Seokjin knew he has to do his daily routine and so he pressed a button to make the tint of a car even heavier and changed the car plate number to another else.
The CEO completely changed his clothing into less decent and more loose attire which screams ''this conversation is heading somewhere steamy''. He's not the CEO Kim Namjoon of pharmaceutical anymore.
He is someone else living in another persona.
Seokjin smirks "Looking good, RM."
"I much prefer that name than Kim Namjoon. Let's go."
They traveled for an hour and a half to reach a specific destination, full of parked notorious biker gangs spending their night in the street where they can be the rulers. Namjoon adjusted his gold watch before stepping off his car. The two gangsters checked Namjoon's and Jin's body up to their pockets and in between of their groins.
"Clear."
They escorted the fine gentlemen inside the rubbish storage warehouse and proceed to the underground decorated with different adult effects and adult toys. Lustful moans can be heard outside of the rooms they're passing by.
"We're here."
The two entered a classic club welcomed by other rich men waiting for the ''appointment''.
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Romance"I wonder what you tastes like. Now strip." Buying prostitutes is his fetish and lust and Professionalism is two of the personas living inside of the CEO of a Pharmaceutical company under the name of Kim Namjoon. Much probably gaining benefits from...
