Chapter 5- Sorry not sorry

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"Holy fck, we almost made out" Yoongi said panicking, looking like a complete tomato.

"Yoongi, we have to keep it professional" He said to himself,  he went to freshen himself with warm bath before he went to dreamland. 

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"Remember to keep things professional Seok, you got a company to run, one issue can ruin everything." Hoseok got scolded by Jin after they both got caught, he just keeps nodding at his hyungs word, he doesn't even know if he's listening or not. He hunged his head low.

"Fuck I-" Hoseok begins but before he could say another word he got hushed off. "Language!! And you better sleep now, you need to wake up early tomorrow". Jin continued to scold, like a mom.

Jin was like Hoseok's mother and there's no point to argue so Hoseok just followed his 'orders' and went to his bedroom.

He needed to finish what they started, he couldn't help himself. He got excited for nothing? He locked his bedroom door. And went to sleep.

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Hoseok got up to the sound of his alarm, echoing through his room.

He went to his bathroom and did his usual morning routine.

He changed in white loose shirt, black slacks, black leather shoes, and a silver watch. He decided to expose his forehead making him look expensive.

He got down, already smelling some fresh cooked bacons and eggs. He finished eating, thanking Jin in the process.

He finishes his outfit with a black blazer to complete his suit and black glasses. He said bye to his friends before he called Namjoon, and he's off to work.

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"Fuck I'm late" Yoongi curses under his breath, seeing that the cab driver was driving so slow, that a turtle could even catch up.

He saw that the company building was just a couple of meters away, and he was already 10 minutes late. He paid the cab, and went out directly, running as fast as he can to the building.

Yoongi even forgot to log in at the front desk for attendance, he dashed off to the nearest comfort room, and freshen himself up, before praying that  his boss wouldn't caught him on the way to their shared office.

He ran towards the elevator and pressed the top floor button, before tapping his foot aggresively on the floor. He heard the ding and he immediately ran towards the direction of the office.

He sighed, before opening the door, hoping that CEO isnt present.

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"Sir, we did the background checking just like you asked, all the files are in your office." Hope's detective, Yeosang,  came to him, before he bowed.

He immediately went to his office, after being greeted by his employees, all the doors in the company, that has access outside got closed after he stepped on the VIP elevator.

"Min... huh" Hope said, staring at the paper intensively.
"I just thought he's just an ordinary Min, turns out he's the son of him after all" Hope stated, with his signature smirk, plastered on his face, "This should be interesting"...

After he arranged the papers to his safe, he heard the main door opened, followed by a cheer, he confidently went outside his office and checked.

There stood Yoongi, cheering, that his boss didn't see him, Hope saw him setting his things on the side desks, before he plopped himself in his stirring chair.

"You are 15 minutes late." Hope said, scaring the hell out of Yoongi, he curses under his breath, planning of an excuse that could possibly convince him.

"Oh my gosh Good morning Sir I am so sorry for being late" Yoongi said bowing with a little nervousness.

"Every employee gets an hour break, starting at 8 to 9 sharp, I expected you to be early since you are the CEO's secretary or should I say, My secretary, you prepare and remind me of my meetings, doings in this company and should arrive before me, yet  you're doing the opposite" Hope finishes, pointing at himself, leaning in Yoongi's eye level, staring deeply through his orbs.

Which i found hot.

Yep i should shut up.

"Uhm, S- sorry, I won't do it again I promise, sir" Yoongi hunged his head low, and bowed, as a sign of respect.
Hope turned his heels towards the windows, watching the city view. "What's my schedule today morning".

"Oh, at 9 you have a meeting with Momo and her staffs, 10:30 meeting with Mr. Han, and lunch with Mr Kim" Yoongi ended with a smile.
"Tell Jinyoung to arrange the meeting room, and remember the things that we discussed?" Hope raised an eyebrow, slowly leaning in to Yoongi's eye level.

"Yes sir", "and what are those things?" Hope slyly smirked.
"Always follow your orders, whenever someone I don't know asks for yours and my personal informations I'll fake it or if best I will not entertain them, and people should know me as Suga instead of my real name." "Good"

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"Hun, you need rest"
"No, our men needs more practice, can you imagine, half of them got killed by a pocket knife!!"
"I know, but the one who killed them was a profesional, they need a break!! So do you!"

"Can you just shu-"

"Mr. Min, Hope company sent you a message" A girl bowed, then left.

Mr. Min, read the mentioned message, making his anger took other himself, as he started yelling at his wife.

"Can you imagine this!" Mr. Min reread it only to make his blood boil to the highest temperature.
"He took our son! Our identity could be leaked, I can't stand loosing this company"

"Hun, you need a rest, dismiss them, and we'll meet him together tomorrow" Mrs. Min patted his husbands back.

"You are dismissed!" Mr. Min shouted, as they followed his orders.

"Do you even know where he lives?", "Yoongi?, small mountains, dont you remember?"
"How could you remember when all you do is sit, eat, sleep, and waste the company's money, you're not helping at all, you're just making me do all the work, how could you!" Mrs. Min just rolled her eyes, seeing her husband, fumming in anger.

"What? Money? Its not a big deal, your company makes Millions every year" Mrs. Min stands up and tried to seduce him, only to fall for her trap.
She inserted a syringe through his side, making his vision blur.

"Oops, Sorry not sorry" She smirked

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Oh em geee what's about to happen next?? 😶‍🌫

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