"A little less sour, we're rottin' by the hour, And my heart's rotten too, In every film I watch, I'm on the side of the bad guy"
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When a new girl moved into town, she met a mysterious and somewhat strange man. Her life gets flipped upside do...
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"Ironically enough, I'm from Seattle," Cecilia answered.
"Wow, so I amuse Tae-I mean, Mr. Kim, throw you a welcome party as well?" I asked.
"Not really, Mr. Kim was away on business, so I just went out to dinner with friends I made here," Cecilia explained.
Somehow I felt my blood boil at her comment, he told me he does this for all his employees, but he doesn't.
"So, how long have you lived in Sioux Falls?" I asked as I took a sip of my champagne.
"About four years, so what made you want to move to Sioux Falls from Miami?" Cecilia answered.
"I mean, Miami is nice and all, but I think South Dakota would be a significant change of scenery. All the nature, the smell of nature, and more than one weather."
Then my mind wanders over to Taehyung; my eyes wander around the room until I spot him. He was chatting and socializing with some of his subordinates. The vibes he had given me earlier were replaced with a more soothing and relaxing tone.
I quickly turned my attention back to Cecilia.
"You alright, Esmeralda?" She asked.
"Yes, just thinking about something," I answered, looking over at Taehyung and Cecilia.
"Tell me, Cecilia, how long have you worked for, Mr. Kim?"
"I would say roughly three years now. Why?"
"When you first started working here, did you ever feel uneasy or unsafe around Mr. Kim? Like did he ever threaten you?" I asked.
I looked at Cecilia's facial expression. She seemed hesitant to tell me.
"It's okay if you don't wanna talk about it. I mean-
"Mr. Kim is a pretty average guy," Cecilia cut me off, then she laughed, placing a hand on my shoulder.
"He's not as bad as everyone thinks he is. He is just a perfectionist and feels that his company should run without problems, you know?"
"Still, you don't think he is...I don't know, authoritative?"
Cecilia shook her head.
"Not that I know of," Cecilia said.
I just sat on the couch sipping my champagne. As Cecilia and I were sitting on the sofa, two women approached us.
