My Clumsy Secretary (Jinkook ff) 🔞

Chapter Two

*******

Jungkook's pov

"Sir....do you want to go to the coffee shop, before we get to the office?", turning my attention to him,
from my phone. I just nodded for response on what he said,
as usual....I really need some coffee to start the day.

It's my everyday life and I got used to it. I'm a coffee lover,
and maybe one of the reasons why I gets high blood so fast.
I know Taehyung always telling me to lay low, on drinking coffee.
But he can't stop me from it,
he can't stop me from what I like to do.

I'm not a kid though, even though he's my best friend since wearing diapers. Because our family are close friends too, I doubted listening to him.
Because the first time I did,
it became the worst day of my life. Good thing after that,
we're still best friends.
But....not in a million years,
I will listen to his nonsense again.

But about the secretary thing, it's my 20 times in a whole month to have a new secretary again. Yes I know I'm a little bit of an asshole, but I'm the CEO. And I have the right to get angry, or maybe shout at them when they do wrong. I just wish this next secretary that he assigned,wasn't just like the others. He's the one who fix that thing, and I don't have any clue on who it was. I'm asking him, but....he always insisted. A totally stubborn, head chief manager and a consultant of mine.

The car suddenly stopped, indicating that we reached the coffee shop that I used to come everyday. I'm a regular costumer, and they treat me what I need to be treated.

My driver was the first one who came out of the car, and went on the side where I will come out. Opening the car door for me, I step out of my black Mercedes Benz. And started walking to the entrance of the coffee shop, my driver opens the glass door for me and I entered myself...creating a dark aura on the place.

"Wait for me outside, I can manage from here", I told to my driver and he just nodded for response.

The people inside wasn't so crowded, and that's good. I really don't want a crowded place, 'why can't I even buy this coffee shop instead for me?'. I'm always asking the same question myself, but I don't want to be selfish. I want other people to enjoy the coffee, just like how I enjoy drinking it. Silly question right...but good and kind answer.

Not perfect for my personality....

"S-sir....good morning, we're so glad to see you here again every morning.
Is it the same coffee you always order",

" yeah...", I replied, putting my left hand on my pocket. While the other one was holding my phone. I'm not so talkative on the person, so a short reply was a good thing.

"Sir here's your coffee," the service crew handed me my caramel macchiato and I handed my black card over her. She was smiling, but I can sense some nervousness all over her body. I'm a good observant, so the small things are all mattered to me.
I can sense if the person was saying the truth or not, just by reading their eyes....and the way they move.

After scanning she gave me back my black card, and say thank you to me again while bowing her head for respect. 'Yeah', I'm used on other people who are so respectful to me, well if you know who I am you will understand though.

And as I turned my body around to head out from the coffee shop, a very unexpected moment occurs in a blink of an eye.

A man with a closed eyes, suddenly falls on me after resisting on the wet floor before him. How come he didn't notice that sign though, is he blind.