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189. Woo Jinyoung Mafia AU

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· you tied your hair up carefully, making sure to smooth down any flyaway hairs

· your boss was very particular about everyone looking perfect, and as you were the "face" of the Lotus Spa and Hotel, you were no exception

· you worked as a receptionist for the Lotus Hotel, hired for your kind and hardworking personality

· of course, you knew that the Lotus Hotel was a front for the much darker, much more illegal activity that went down behind closed doors, but your boss had promised you that you would be safe at all times

· besides, he'd added, the hotel wasn't a place for blatant fighting or shooting, it was a place where important deals took place– nobody would be stupid enough to endanger a worker of the 101 on 101 turf

· at the time that you'd been hired, you'd desperately needed money, so you took the job

· it was your third month working night shifts there, and nothing had happened yet to make you think that it was an unsafe place to work

· "welcome to the Lotus Hotel, how may I be of assistance?" you parroted as someone stepped up to the desk you sat at, glancing up from the forms you'd been staring at quickly

· when you saw the man standing there, your breath caught in the back of your throat

· he was handsome in a strange way, with curling hair, lithe body clad in a crisp traditional suit

· "yes, I believe I made a reservation for one of the conference rooms?" he asked with a small, charming smile, one that almost seemed too charming

· "May I have your name?" you asked politely, typing away on your computer to distract yourself from your racing heart

· "Jinyoung," he replied, picking up one of the business cards bearing your name and hotel phone number from the receptionist desk, playing with it absentmindedly between his fingers

· "I have the reservation right here," you said, reaching over to take the credit card he'd slid over to you

· "wonderful," he'd replied with a smile, meeting your eyes

· you blushed at the eye contact, your eyes darting back down to the computer screen in front of you

· "here you go, thank you for choosing the lotus hotel," you chirped, handing him his reciept and credit card back

· "it was my pleasure, dear," he replied, tucking his credit card back into his wallet

· he met your gaze as he shoved his wallet back into his back pocket, pausing before picking up your business card, tucking it into his breast pocket

· "i'll be around," he said with a small smile, sauntering away from the receptionist desk towards the back conference rooms

· as you watched him board the elevator, you placed a hand over your chest, trying to calm your racing heart– what had just happened ?

· the next time you saw jinyoung he strode up to the reception desk confidently, sending you that smile that made your heart speed up

· "reservation for the conference room," he said simply, sliding over his credit car

· you nodded, quickly pulling up the reservation

· "has your day been treating you well?"