Untold Imagines (Jinjoo)

Relief (GB)

Request by jinjoogatoo

A loud groan could be heard travelling throughout the hallway of a penthouse that's filled with nothing but emptiness.

The man behind his office table spread his legs wide as he sloppily laid back onto his swivel chair, arms dangling mindlessly with eyes glued to the ceiling. "How long am I going to be like this?" he mumbles, glancing at his secretary who's just standing on guard right beside the couch in his office.

He sighs, sitting back up and heard a knock on the door. The man gestured his head to ask his secretary to open the door.

Another man in a black suit entered and stood at ease in front of the door, giving a short bow. "Mr Ahn, the drug dealing case has been resolved. You won't have to worry about further complications. Mr Choi has settled everything." The man announced, looking at Yujin who was restless as usual.

"Is that all?" he asked. "Yes, sir."

Yujin nodded and shooed him away. "Go, go." He held onto his throbbing forehead while the door closed.

The secretary walked towards his desk. "Sir, do you want something to relieve your headaches?" he enquired, hearing a deep sigh coming from Yujin, knowing the whole case of drug trafficking had his team tied up with police investigations.

The guy took out his phone and passed it to Yujin. It showed a picture of a girl in her twenties, slightly curly and dark hair, big clear eyes with a pair of small, plump lips.

Yujin looked up from the phone. He wonders if she could at least do that for him. "I'll tell—"

"No need for that." Yujin stood up from his chair and went towards his coat rack. "Just, the suite and tell her to be there in an hour. Give her the card if she arrives first." he wore his blazer and took his car keys from the shelf.

"Tell my mom I won't be home for dinner today. She'll freak out if I don't show up without telling her." Yujin reminded his secretary and walked out of his office.

The latter stopped his car in front of the hotel he owns, stepping out as he handed the keys to the valet.

Then comes the stares from people who passed by this tall building, eyes automatically glued onto this tall young man whom they found hard to peer their eyes off him. His slim figure with blazer fitted tightly on his body with legs comparable to those of a giraffe. He looked as if he were a prince that came out right from a book.

People would've pried their gaze off him if they knew he is the leader of the notorious Mafia organization that no one dares to mess with.

Yujin reached his suite and tapped the gold plated card on the reader, giving a small knock before entering. Doesn't hurt to alert anyone who might be in there, not wanting to startle the person who's mitigating him.

"You're here." A sweet voice resonated through the vicinity with Yujin closing the door behind him, darting his eyes towards a particular girl who was tying the strings of the bathrobe she had around her body.

She looked up and met with his gaze. All he could think of was how she looked better than she did in the photo earlier. But he wonders if she's hiding something even more impressive under those covers.

"I took a dip in the bathtub earlier if you don't mind," she spoke with a slight curve on her lips and walked towards the wardrobe.

Yujin watched her movements, eyes trailing all over her body like some predatory animal.