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"It's about time you go to his office, agent 003." the driver that boss appointed said, his hands resting on the steering wheel while he was looking at you through the rear mirror.
"Let's give him a few more seconds. Just a few." You said, admiring your newly done nails that boss paid for.
The car was parked right in front of the company that belongs to Park Jiho. The man you were murdering tonight. After he's dead, his company will go to his most trusted man, Kang Jinwoo.
Kang Jinwoo is an ideal man. He's perfect in looks and he's loyal and trustworthy. Plus...he isn't a criminal.
"I think it's time..." the driver started again, hesitating to continue as he was afraid he might anger you, the boss' favourite person.
You sighed, "fine, fine, you really wanna get rid of me huh."
"Ah! No, agent 003! I would never." He insisted, waving his arms in the air while trying to turn back in order to see you but was restricted due to the seating belt.
"Right. I'll see you in a few" you said as you walked out the car and into the building with your bold red mini dress.
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The girl at the front desk saw you leisurely walk past and into the building to where the lifts were located.
She looked around confusedly and tapped on the shoulder of the male seated beside her, "hey, a woman just wanted into the building. Go check on her"
The male who was munching on some crisps frowned but complied with her request.
He arrived near the lift area but couldn't see any lifts that were going up nor could he see a person anywhere in front.
"Looking for me?" You asked from behind him, arms crossed as you leaned against the wall.
"U-Uh ma'am you're not supposed to be in the company right now. We are closed at the mome-"
"But I'm sure you can stay quiet for me right? I've got some important business to do in this building" you smiled ever so softly, walking towards the stuttering boy.
"Ma'am I can't-"
"Shh" you hushed him, placing your finger on his lips, "I'll treat you to something later. Stay quiet ok?"
The male watched as you got into a lift with the most elegant sways, his hand rested on his chest that you gently brushed against.
