Lisa
"Now I'm assuming you'll be assigned to me, Bambam?" Richard asked.
"Correct."
"Fantastic, also I wanted to make sure that you are aware that Jennie has a medical condition. It's mild and well controlled with medication, but she still has occasional attacks. I'd like your personnel with the medical training background to be in charge of Jennie's safety."
"Done." Bambam responded instantly.
Fuck. Yes.
Hoony pressed his lips into a thin line with the corners of his mouth barely curling as he smothered a smile.
"Lisa here is the best there is." Bambam said with pride.
"What's the medical condition sir?" Lisa asked, with genuine curiosity.
"It's a genetic disorder called Gitelman syndrome. Are you familiar with it?"
"I have a basic understanding of the condition, but I'll be an expert by tomorrow morning about it. Hypokalemia and Hypomagnesemia?"
Richard folded his arms across his chest, amazed at Lisa's medical knowledge.
"Both. The chronic Hypokalemia seems to be what she has the most symptoms from, but she's lived with this condition for a while and has it pretty well controlled with the medication, her case is all around pretty mild, but I'd like for her to be accompanied by someone who is well versed in her condition."
"I look forward to being that person sir." Lisa said, giving Richard Kim a reassuring smile.
"Marcus here, will be assigned to your wife Dara and Hoony will be assigned to your son Jin." Bambam interjected, solidifying the team's individual assignments.
"Jin has hired his own private security team as well, but I'd like for you to be his extra pair of eyes in the evenings while he makes his rounds at the various clubs he manages. He's a twenty seven year old bachelor who can be umm... easily distracted. I'll let you work out the details with his security team and I believe he'll be arriving from a trip abroad later this evening."
"Nothing I can't handle sir." Hoony said confidently.
Richard seemed much more concerned with Jennie's safety than Jin's. Maybe it was because Jin was a man, but it seemed to Lisa like there was a tiny bit of animosity and tension within that relationship.
"There are several galas, charity functions, and political fundraising events that the family is scheduled to attend over the next few weeks. I know Don had you all fitted for formal wear and sent over your measurements. Everything should be delivered by this evening."
Before Richard could say another word, his office door creaked open and the light clacking of heels against the tile sounded through the room. Jennie Kim entered with her head down, focusing on a stack of documents in one hand and holding a bag of food in the other.
Goodness gracious. How is it even possible for someone to look that beautiful?
Her heels gave her a few extra inches of height, but from reading about Jennie Kim's file, Lisa knew that she was only 5ft5. She had her long dark hair pulled back neatly at the nape of her neck and her dress was tasteful and professional, but was form fitting enough to make Lisa's mouth water at the sight of her perfect curves.
How does anyone get any work done around here when Jennie Kim struts around looking like that?
"Dad, I need your signature on these by the end of the day. Also I've brought you lunch. It's a salad and I don't want to hear any arguments about it."
