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J.YH & C.JH - The Agreement🔞

"Don't make me remind you of those papers you signed."

You sigh, rethinking the decision you had made a few moments ago as you sit outside your employer's office dressed in a satin white blouse and a black skirt. The black tweed coat ensured you stayed warm in the air-conditioned hallway.

"Would you like to change anything in the document, madam?" A woman standing in front of you asks politely, and you deny her help, explaining you're fine with everything. She was dressed in a similar outfit, but her fabric looked quite finer and costly than yours. She must earn quite well to afford such clothing, you thought to yourself, staring at her slender figure. In your eyes, she appeared quite frail for a woman in her 30s.

But why were you paying attention to an unknown woman's clothing?

Well, I must remind you, dear, of your precious title of a fashion designer. And now, as of this very moment, you were employed under Mr. Jeong's firm of luxurious fabrics and clothing. But in this place filled with experienced and well-paid designers, you stood no chance to succeed. They were probably more creative than you ever will be. Then,

What is the real reason your boss hired you?

You stare at the bunch of uniformly stacked paper held between your fingers. The crisp pale papers with bold text printed in black on them; An agreement with your bosses which involves helping them with their rut in return for their blood.

Honestly, you would call yourself dumb for approaching them in the first place but, is there anything better than a werewolf's blood for a vampire? And there was no way you were declining the offer.

Oh dear, what have you landed yourself into?

1 month later

Things were quite out of place today, a perfect environment for stuff to go wrong and to earn an earful from your higher authorities. Last week's punishment from your boss was an unforgettable event, and the nasty scenes still replay whenever you pass by him or stand under his presence.

"You look so good, all soaking wet.

So good just for me."

Oh, dear heavens, those filthy words never seemed to leave your mind, even for a second to let you breathe in peace.

Destiny sure had some wonderful plans to make your evening more fruitful today.

Your boss's secretary slides a file onto your desk before she leaves, not even sparing a smile or second to talk, which meant things were quite fucked up in everyone's day this morning. You open the file and go through the data printed on the papers, but your eyes spot a little note between the sheets.

'Tonight,8pm our place.

It's an order.

-your owner, CJH'

"The audacity of this-" You mutter a little too loud, but shut your mouth before cursing your boss in his company.

The time had finally come. He needed you in order to not lose his senses, and honestly you needed him too. What has this thing even come to be? An agreement or a symbiotic relationship? You slam the file on your desk, sighing in frustration while running your fingers through your hair.

Tonight, is going to be one remarkable event in your life.

A knock on your desk pulls you from your trance, and you look up, the owner of those fingers. It is your boss, the other one, who scares your hundred-year-old soul with his dark stare. Jeong Yunho, the director of the firm, stood beside your desk while his stare pierces through your soul.