CAPTUS || JinKook

Prologue

A/N:

Since my books have been translated without my permission and have been plagiarized (like my readers won't find out), another reminder, if it needs to be published in every chapter:

I do not allow republishing of this book on any platform. Copying is plagiarism, don't do that! And likewise, I do not allow translation of any of my books.

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Jin where are you?

I tapped my fingers around the bar handle of the bus. If I could only make this bus fly, I would. But since it was impossible and heaven decided to go against me, the traffic was worst than I could imagine.

And it was my first day at work.

Jimin was sending me text messages non-stop. My phone kept on vibrating inside my pocket. It was ten minutes before my call time and I was still in the middle of nowhere counting every second.

Patience got the best of me and I finally decided to hop off the bus and walk to work. Three kilometers wasn't a big deal. Especially when I was on the verge of losing my job and I wasn't even starting yet.

Looking at my watch which still read 7:50, I decided to pull out my phone, and my eyes just popped out, it was 8:10 in the morning and I was already ten minutes late.

Cursing, I started to run. My hand clutched tightly on my bag as I made my way through the crowd. "Damn you watch! And you decided to stop now? Look what you did! I am fucking late! Damn it!"

I kept on mumbling under my breath. Not caring about the curious eyes of people hearing me utter curses as I sprint. And just when I thought heaven had forsaken me, I almost toppled to the ground when my shoes suddenly wanted to break up on me.

I stopped dead on track as I tried to absorb what just happened. Staring at the sole of my shoe and feeling the warm ground as people looked at me with pity. I wanted to cry but I just cried when I woke up. It wouldn't be nice to face my boss on my first day with puffy eyes.

Going back to pick up the sole of my shoe, I removed my shoes altogether and ran with socks on. This was better than being nagged by my boss.

Jimin told me Mr. Jeon Jungkook was intimidating. He rarely smiled. His eyes were cold and intense. I could imagine him giving me a staredown. And I didn't want that for my first day. When heaven decided to shower the earth with misfortunes, I guess I caught them all.

My phone started to vibrate once more. And I knew right away that it was Jimin. I could already see the building from afar. Two more blocks, I kept on chanting under my breath.

"Oh, my fucking gosh Jin! Where the fuck are you? You're fucking late! It's your first day! I told Mr. Jeon that you will be a great employee! What the hell happened?"

I honestly wanted to stop running and cry. My feet hurt. My chest hurts. Everything was painful but I have no time for drama now. I need this job. I need this to survive. "I'm here now. In front of the building. I'm sorry. Really. I'm riding an elevator now. Bye."

Everyone in the elevator stared at me. Well, I couldn't blame them. I was wet with sweat. I could feel my dress shirt sticking on my skin and my sweat dripping from my forehead, from my temple down to my neck. Surely, my face was flashing red.

I rushed out of the elevator. Jimin did not mention that the office was on the top floor. It made me more nervous. My husband's office was located on the top floor too because he's the CEO. I forgot that I will be working with a CEO too.

I took a deep breath. Perhaps, I inhaled a lot of oxygen before getting inside the door. And as soon as I went in, everyone in the room looked in my direction. But it didn't last long as they returned to what they were doing. Perhaps, they were busy to pity me.

"Hi, where is Mr. Jeon Jungkook's office?" I smiled at the employee near the door. He then looked at me with a very judgmental look in his eyes. He even frowned before he points his index finger on the left side of the room.

"Straight then turn right. There's a room at the end of the hallway. That's his office."

I smiled and said thank you. I have no time to get annoyed at his antics. I walked fast in the direction he pointed. As I reached the room and again, took a lungful of air before knocking. Seconds later, Jimin opened the door and gasped seeing me.

I went in, mumbling an apology. My tongue felt glued to the roof of my mouth as soon as I saw Mr. Jeon. His eyes were on the papers on his table. I could see tattoos on his knuckles and fingers as he writes something on the paper. His long black hair was sleek and brushed up, the undercut apparent. When he finally looked up, his left eyebrow immediately raised, his lips pursed, and he leaned back to his chair, slightly slouched, his face deadpan. I had to put my knees together. I felt I would wee anytime from horror.

"G-g-good--good morning Mr. Jeon," I bowed. My damp hair did not even move from my forehead, I had to push it away. "I apologize for being late."

I saw how Jimin's face looked terrorized as he stared at me and the shoes were still in my hands, I needed to slowly put in on the floor and fixed the crinkles of my dress shirt and pants.

Mr. Jeon was still speechless as he stared from my shoe-less feet up to my sweaty face. How could the first day at work be as shameful as mine? He propped his elbows on either side of the armrest of his swivel chair, his hands clutched together and against his red lips. I could see his jaw clenching, his eyebrow still raised. His face was dismayed.

"So you're going to work looking like garbage?" His tone was mocking. He was arrogant. I could tell.

I had to swallow down my nervousness and spit out some courage. It hadn't to be like this. I know my eyes glistened with shame. "I'm sorry, Mr. Jeon. The traffic was unexpected this morning. I had to hop off the bus and run to work. Unfortunately, my watch stopped at 7:50 and the sole of my shoes went off.  I promise this won't happen again."

I heard an arrogant chuckle and an eye roll after I spoke. It was degrading in so many ways. "Of course, it should not. Jimin has so many beautiful things to say about you and here you are, the exact opposite of what was described to me. You created a bad first impression on me. Now, do something about that damn shoes, and wash that dirt on your face. Jimin, please."

Jimin sprinted towards me. Probably, noticing how I froze in place because of the words Mr. Jeon had just uttered. Hurtful, rude, and just plain arrogant.

Jimin pulled me out of the room after saying the words I couldn't remember to Mr. Jeon. Everything just went ringing in my ears right through my brain.

To think, I am only on my first day.