Starting fresh in New York, Satine Fontaine plunges into a fiery romance with the enigmatic Taehyung. But when a daring decision lands her a job under the city's most coveted bachelor, she's torn between love and ambition. As secrets surface and pas...
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REAL MEN
It had been a great morning, one of the first days since Yoongi's death that Satine felt even remotely okay.
She had fallen off the wagon for a bit, consuming an unholy amount of alcohol in an attempt to manage how awful her life had become. But she was finally back on track, all thanks to Jimin keeping her busy.
She was on top of all her work, was treated to the most amazing lunch, and was currently rested at her desk doing fuck all. She deserved a break after working her little ass off.
"Coquette," Jimin greeted, striding through the space with his infectious eye smile and set of pearly white teeth on full display. He had come back from his two o'clock fitting looking as immaculate as ever in his three-piece Dior suit.
Satine sighed at his beauty, somewhat pathetically, and rested her chin on her palm as he threw her a wink.
"Jimin," she blushed.
Was this an eighty's chick flick or what?
"Ah, I almost forgot-" She heard him stop and her heart right about leaped straight out her chest as his hands clasped the desk from behind, cocooning her and the chair. "I've got a private meeting in ten, so maybe make yourself scarce." He always inserted himself into her personal bubble, filling it with the scent of vetiver, and cool peppermint from his breath. "I don't like to share my secretaries."
His warmth pricked her skin, setting her whole body ablaze. She needed an ice pack. Hell, she needed an ice bath or to throw herself off a cliff into the Arctic Ocean just to put out the flames he ignited.
"And if I want to stay?" She was teasing him now; expecting his jaw to tighten or for his tone to darken, but it never did. "If these business partners are anything like you, I won't be able to hold myself back!" She put on her best distressed damsel impression, having him clicking his tongue in amusement.
"My business partners aren't as merciful as I am. They may feast on the temptation that is the fairest maiden in the land..." Satine felt him smile against the side of her face. "But I suppose it's your choice, Coquette." He let go and shrugged. "I just like to take care of my employees."
She rolled her eyes over her at him standing in the doorway of his office. "So I'm just a secretary, huh?"
"No." His face flickered with mischief, but then softened with a sweet laugh. "You're my secretary."
The door closed and Satine was left scarlet; almost choking on the breath she'd been holding.
Patting the demon's in her stomach, she was willing them to settle. Satine could work through any illness, any emotion, any fucking bad day, but she couldn't even think whilst they were poking pitchforks into her stomach. Especially when Jimin was the one responsible for the frenzy.
