MY MASTER (yandere jungkook x reader)

interview

{jungkook's pov}

I am waiting for my name to be called as I am sitting in front of the interviewer's office. I am confident about my skills, however, I still feel a bit anxious and my palms are getting clammy.

Shit

I don't make a bad impression. I don't want to seem like I am nervous. This is the top fashion company in the entire country. I want this job. I know i deserve it.

"Mr.jeon jungkook you 're next", the secretary of the interviewer just called my name.

I push my glasses up across the bridge of my nose and  I stand up; adjusting the collar of my shirt.

I open the door of the office and pop my head in to see the interviewer facing the wall-sized window, showing the big buildings ahead. She is talking on her phone which seemed to be related to

Ma'am may I-

"Yes come on in", I am cut off by her before I could finish my sentence.

I entered the office and stood there for her to end her call.

"Ok so let me know soon when the clients are coming, I don't want any more problems, am I clear?",  her voice is brimming with seriousness and authority, making my heart race a bit.

She releases a sigh from her mouth and finally turns around to lock her brown eyes with mine.

Damn.....

My eyes go wide as I look at her. She is...very attractive. He hair is in a high bun and her dress is long and red with a black scarf wrapping around her throat. She is wearing nude lipstick and her earrings are big and circular. She looks very stylish and elegant. And her face....pretty face is brimming with sobriety, making her look much more sensual.

I look down at my feet quickly to hide my flushed face. I take deep breaths to calm down my nerves. This is not good...

"Please sit down Mr, Jungkook", she says with a demanding tone.

I clear my throat and take a seat in front of her.

My breathing is ragged and her eyes are moving back and forth on my portfolio and speculating it with pensive eyes. She taps her pen on the table as she reads the information on my papers. Her every action paces my heartbeat, not knowing what she is thinking about me. I hope well.

"Hmm, so why do you want to work in this company and why should we hire you",  she asks directly.

I clear my throat for the second time and I say, "this company is the top company in the entire country. I love Sketching and outlining dresses. I never get tired of it. I also have experience in designing dresses and I think I would be very useful to your company".

She looks at me for a few seconds and then she starts to move the pages with her finger slowly to see the information regarding me once again.

"Hmm, I like your work Mr. junkook..it's clean", she says with sincerity.

"I want the best of your work while you are working in this company. I hope you don't disappoint us", she says with that same mandating tone.

I clear my throat to remove for the third time and say with a quickened breath, "yes, ma'am I  won't disappoint you". I feel delighted as I am hired to work in the best fashion company in the country. However, I am also overwhelmed by this woman's presence....in a good way and also in a wrong way.

She stands up and I follow her. She exceeds her hand forward to shake hands with me. I nervously exceed my hand and connect it with her soft palms and wrap it around her hand. She shakes my hand with a small smile playing on her lips. I nod and smile curtly before retreating my hand.

Fuck

I mumble under my breath as soon as I leave the office. My heart is in a state of constant palpitations and my s are uneven. My armpits and palms are moistured with sweat. Her aura, her demeanour, her demanding voice, her body language...everything fits right....right to be the dominant partner I always wanted. I run my hand through my hair which reaches my neck and sigh deeply. I need to control my thoughts...my desires...after all, she is my boss.

Jungkookie looks so cute here...His look reminded me of a cute puppy.....