pomegranate red ❧ n.jm | the golden fruit duology (2/2) ✔

06

You stepped out of the company car that Ms. Haseul had driven you there in and followed her towards the restaurant. Nobu was a high-end sushi restaurant downtown, much out of your everyday dinner price-range, but you figured she'd be paying with her firm credit card since this was a business dinner.

The hostess greeted you brightly, to which Ms. Haseul informed her of your reservation.

"Of course, right this way," she grabbed four menus before guiding you further into the restaurant.

You two were brought to a private room, and the hostess slid the door open for you. As you sat down at the table that was within, you marveled at the aesthetics of the restaurant. It fused traditional style with modernism in a way that was effortless. The menus were set down in front of each of the four chairs at the table. Your waiter came by soon, and Ms. Haseul put in an order for four waters while you waited for the clients to arrive.

The door suddenly opened again, and two men entered the room. Your eyes were first drawn to the taller of the two, who entered ahead of his colleague. He had roughly shoulder-length wavy blonde hair that was half pulled back from his face, and he was so stunning you could hardly believe that he was anything other than a model. He was wearing an all-white suit, a bold move for a dinner. When your gaze moved from the gorgeous man to his companion, you choked on your own throat. Black hair, dark eyes, silver and gems glittering across his ears. Jaemin cocked an eyebrow at you when you made eye contact with him. He was in a similar ensemble as to when he first appeared to you: black slacks, black suit jacket, and black vest. This time, however, he did have a dress shirt underneath the vest, the top buttons buttoned up as the silver chains that hung from his neck rested atop the crisp material.

Thankfully your boss took the lead on introductions, allowing you a moment to attempt to compose yourself. She stood up from her chair to greet them, as did you.

"Thank you both very much for coming, I'm Jo Haseul," she bowed to both of them, and you rushed to follow suit from your position beside and just behind her. Ms. Haseul then gestured for you to come forward, "Mr. Suh, Mr. Na, this is my paralegal, Ms. Y/L/N Y/N. She will be your first point of contact on all matters. She's incredibly capable and reliable. So please, reach out to her with whatever you need."

While the open and high praise from your boss should've made your chest puff out with pride, instead it practically went in one ear out the other. Jaemin, your Hades, was standing right in front of you. It took everything in you to draw your eyes from him and to the floor to once again bow appropriately to him and the other man.

"Yes, please contact me with anything at all. I will do everything I can to assist you as treasured clients," you declared respectfully before standing back up straight.

"Thank you, Ms. Jo, and of course thank you very much too, Ms. Y/L/N," Mr. Suh was the one who acknowledged your words. "We will be sure to contact you as needed. I'm Johnny Suh and this is my business partner, Na Jaemin."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Suh, Mr. Na."

"Shall we eat, then?" Ms. Haseul suggested, prompting all of you to sit at the private table.

You took the same seat as you did before, a prick of disappointment in your chest as Johnny, not Jaemin, sat across from you. It took everything in you not to scoff and roll your eyes at yourself. What exactly would Jaemin sitting across from you accomplish? It's not like you could do anything that indicated your knowing him prior to this meeting, especially not in the way that you do.

After drinks had been brought out and your appetizer orders were put in, Ms. Haseul began pushing her chair back, "Excuse me for a moment; ladies' room."

A few silent moments after she departed the private room, Mr. Suh had already finished off his drink and grabbed his empty glass. He shook it to make the ice inside clink, "I'm going to get a refill at the bar. Ms. Y/L/N, Jaemin, anything for you two while I'm there?"

"Oh, no thank you, Mr. Suh," you hurriedly shook your head, nervous fingers twitching around your own half-full glass.

"Jaemin?"

He waved off his business partner, "I'm good, Johnny. But thank you."

"'Course," he too, then exited the room.

Leaving just you and your Hades.

You finally spoke to Jaemin for the first time since being introduced, leaning forward to ask quietly, "Jaemin, don't take this the wrong way but what the fuck are you doing here?"

A smirk came to his lips, "I told you I own a legitimate business."

"You're not expecting me to believe that this is an honest coincidence, are you?"

"No, of course not." Any teasing immediately dropped out of his tone. "I obviously know what firm you work at, the best in the city. Why would I not hire the best firm in the city for my business? It would be irresponsible not to."

"Did you request Ms. Haseul be your attorney?"

"No, she was recommended by the managing partner. And again, it would be irresponsible of me to not heed the recommendation to the best, most promising junior partner who specializes in corporate matters."

With your worries somewhat placated, you relaxed back in your seat, "Fine. Thank you for telling me the truth."

"Of course," Jaemin reached across the table to brush his fingertips over the back of your hand. His fingers sparkled even in the dim light of the restaurant from the multitude of rings across his knuckles, as did yours. "I'm sorry. Does this make you uncomfortable? I'm sure we can use another attorney at the firm if you'd like. Mr. Moon mentioned a different partner too, uh, Ms. Kang?"

"And let Lee Jeno be your case manager? Absolutely not." You retorted.

He chuckled at that, switching to smoothing circles into your skin, "Thank you, Y/N."

"Yeah, yeah. So, your business partner, 'Mr. Suh,' is he... another god?"

"Smart, as always. Aphrodite."

"I thought Aphrodite was a woman."

"Sometimes," he shrugged nonchalantly. "He seems to like this form right now. Changes it up every century or two."

You mulled over this information in your mind. It certainly explained your initial idea that 'Mr. Suh' must've been some kind of model. And yet, as you looked over Jaemin's features, you came to the conclusion that the goddess of beauty had nothing on your Hades and his haunting elegance.

"I see that you got the necklace," he changed gears in the conversation, nodding towards where the jewel sat on your chest, easily seen with the top you were wearing.

You reached up to touch the jewelry in question, "Yes, thank you. It's beautiful."

"It looks even more stunning on you than I thought it would."

"Jaemin..." You were supposed to have said his name in warning, but as your skin grew hot with equal parts embarrassment and giddiness, it came out as more of a whine.

The sound of heels clicking outside made you jerk your hand back from his, placing both of your own in your lap just a moment before Ms. Haseul opened the door. Your Hades nonchalantly picked up his drink again.

Ms. Haseul took stock of just you and Jaemin in the room, "Where's Mr. Suh?"

"He went to get his drink refilled at the bar," Jaemin explained as your boss took her seat once more. "Should be back soon."

Right then the door opened once again, and the blonde man entered, amber brown drink in hand.

"Ah, speak of the devil," your Hades let out a short laugh. "Were your ears burning, Johnny?"

"Oh, you all were talking about me?" The man grinned. "I hope you weren't poisoning them against me, Jaemin."

"Only bad things, John, you know that."

"Why must you wound me at every opportunity?"

"Because you give me so many."

You giggled at their banter, feeling yourself become a little more comfortable with your Hades there.