Chapter 27

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But we finally arrived at the office, where he dropped me off at the entrance as he was going to park his car afterwards.

Meaning that I put my mind straight into work, and didn't hear from him ever since, until around 11 AM.

Gossip was the only thing that was heard outside my office door, and I caught a sound signal that cleared up all of my suspicions.

-"... and then... Wonho..." was enough for me to realize that people obviously had noticed his beautiful and outstanding, red suit.

As those women were walking around talking about it, I could see their cheeks turning red, and their anxiety crippling up on them as they struggled to put their opinion on the tables about the looks that Mr. Wonho served today.

...but I don't blame them... as I felt the exact same way.

And just like that another half an hour passes and the one and only great Gatsby, knocks on my door, catching me off guard.

I carefully look up to his gaze and ask him
-"... Can I help you... Mister?"
To which he couldn't help but get a bit triggered by that... or rather, turned on as he looked outside and looked back inside into my eyes, stepped into my office and closed the door behind him.

-"Well, well. I see we are keeping it professional on working territory. Fine by me, I understand... but now that we are all alone, perhaps... we could break the rules a little?" He said by now as he was seated on the guests chair in front of my desk.

It felt as if bugs were crawling under my skin because of the fact that I didn't know wether to give him approval to indeed break the rules, or if I should still keep it professional because I put my job on the line.

-"Maybe we could do that, but we have to be really careful since there are a lot of eyes watching you right now. Especially since you are wearing that suit." I let out after some time with an eyebrow raised and a subtle smile on my lips.

-"Of course, it's going to be as if we don't even know each-" he got interrupted midways while he was brushing a piece of my hair away from my eyes, and moving it behind my ear.

The reason to this is because a small click was heard and a voice burst into the room!

-"Heeeeeyyy! How's my favorite girl doing on a fri- uh!... am I interrupting something?!" Evelyn almost shouted out as she saw what was going on.

She's the best coworker that I've had so far, hands down and I am so grateful for her great advice in the middle of the day when I am scrunching together into a ball of mess. Her comforting words almost stroking me softly in order for me to get my life together! I really love her but... this woman is really clueless when it comes to learning basic etiquette, such as knocking on a door before entering somebody's room!

-"No, I was just about to leave but before I did that I didn't want missis Dior's hair to poke her eyes so I thought I'd help her out!" He effortlessly lied with a soft smile on his full lips.

Thankfully Evelyn did not find that in any way suspicious, so Wonho proceeded to leave my office and Evelyn stepped right into it quickly taking his place.

-"Anyway, I've heard about what happened yesterday since you know... word travels fast around here" she said with a little nervous laugh desperately trying to light up the mood.

-"Oh, yeah don't worry about me! I am perfectly fine, in lucky Mr. Wonho was here in time to save me before things would've escalated!" I told her with a creepy smile on my face, because of the trauma left from yesterday kicking some awareness into me.

-"You don't look too fine... but if you say so? Then I guess I have no other choice than to trust you." She said as she gave me one of those familiar and comforting smiles.

-"I still got you a smoothie to cheer you up, peach and mango, your favorite! And don't worry about paying back, think of it as a little early gift... for thanksgiving!" She told me wearing that exact same smile on her defined face.

I'm not going to lie, but the fact that she said it was a gift for thanksgiving, and not my birthday day which was today, kind of triggered me which led me to ask her something I regret asking!

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