His Fake Secretory || JJK ✅

Chapter 8

Where are we going?" I asked him.

"To your home." He replied and I nearly pissed my skirt. I don't have a home but just a garage where we live all together.

"No- you don't need to- I -'' I was thinking of a possible excuse while stuttering.

He turned the steering wheel 360° and pulled on a completely different route.

"Chill- I'm taking you to the mall so you can buy some nice dresses for yourself that you can wear even on our business trip.

My secretary needs to look cool and dashing just like me so we can give off a good impression. Understood?" He spoke.

I just stared at him. Why is he being so nice all of sudden? Is it because he wants me to sign a contract with him to be his permanent secretary?

"But you are going to pay for them because I don't have cash on myself." I said what I wanted to say.

I didn't ask him to buy anything so if he's doing it by his own choice then he should pay for it too.

He chuckled at my words and pinched my cheek lightly while murmuring "You're so cute." My jaw wasn't able to shut itself like?

WHAT THE FUCK? As far I remember he didn't hit anywhere then why is he acting like this? He didn't even drink…then What's wrong with him?

"And you're so weird." I spoke while he chuckled.

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Reaching in front of the mall, I got out of the car while his coat was still around my waist.

He entered into the mall and I followed him while eyes were on us.

Girls watching us, going crazy over him. I get it,he might be hot a little bit but like there's no need to be this crazy.

We entered inside a branded shop called 'Dior' and he went there and sat on the couch while I just stood there looking around wondering what I should do?

I don't know what I should do. Neither have I ever visited places like this.

Why waste money on expensive things when you can actually get the same for a cheaper price. He looked at me being confused.

"Go,pick up whatever you want." He spoke,my eyes looked at him.

Is he really telling me to pick up whatever I want? "But I don't want to buy anything so expensive." I replied to him while he poked the inside of his face and looked back at me with his black orbs.

"Nothing is expensive for me. Just go and pick whatever you want." His husky voice melted the girls,not me.

I gulped and went ahead while the worker came to me and asked "What do you need, ma'am?"

I gave him a look of assurance once again but he was busy on his phone so I just went back to the girl and said "Something comfortable." She nodded and asked me to follow her.

I followed her and she started showing me dresses. The dresses were nothing like I wear.

All of them were mostly like girlie pop things and I don't wear these things.

She realized by the disappointed look on my face and chuckled saying "ah-you don't like them. Right? Let me get something perfect for your taste." She said and I showed her my awkward smile.

She came back with outfits of my type. T-shirts,jeans,jackets,coats and much more. I smiled looking at them.

"You can change there." She showed me the changing room and I one by one wore all the things one by one.

They were pretty good for me. I even bought some colourful three piece suits that vibe with my vibe.

As I came out,he was still on his phone. "Are you done?" He asked, without looking at me.

This is exactly why I hate spoiled rich men. They are so good one second and another second rude.

"Yes-" I replied. Fixing my shirt, I changed into jeans and black shirt. The male worker came behind us. As he looked at him and said, "Put these all in my car." He nodded and went away.

"Where are we going now?" I asked him.

"I'm not kidnapping you, don't worry." For a freaking moment my heart sank.

I just followed him as we once again entered a shoe shop.

He started looking at the joggers at the display. While picking up every single one and checking them.

I just sat there looking at him. All I was able to focus on was his biceps. They were folding and unfolding.

I'm not drooling over him. He's not even that handsome but those muscles always get my attention.

His chest was rising and falling every time he was inhaling and exhaling while that jawline of his was enough to cut someone's throat.

I mean- I get it why girls go crazy over him but just having a good physique doesn't make men better.

He should've had a better personality too, not like him being an arrogant bastard all the time.

He finally picked up a black jogger with soft and thick heels while he stepped toward me.

I moved aside on the couch so he could sit and try but what he did next had me thinking for a straight damn second.

He bent on his knee and removed my heel.

For a moment I hinged and pulled my leg back.

"What are you doing?" I asked him, shocked and confused.

"Just checking if this size fits you." He replied,while pulling my foot closer to him.

"But I don't need any shoes. I'm fine." I lied as if my feet weren't cursing at me for the whole past day.

"Shut up and stop lying. As if I haven't seen you struggling while walking." He replied in a breathy voice.

Removing my heels,his eyes eventually fell on the cut I got from the heels.

"I don't need any shoes. I'm fine." He mimicked my voice in such an offensive manner that I just held myself back or I would've launched a punch at his face.

Gently putting my feet inside the jogger.

He looked up at me while placing his hand on his thigh and I don't want to mention it.

His folded sleeves with that watch on his wrist and the veins popping out were distracting me.

I stood up and walked a few steps. "It's good." I told him and sat back.

"Good." He clapped his hand while standing up.

"Pack every single colour of these joggers and also the two I picked up earlier." He spoke while the staff went on working and I found myself blushing over it.

I slapped myself immediately like what are you doing girl? Get back to your senses. It's just three days.

As soon as you come back from the freaking business trip. You'll be free. I calmed myself as they packed the shoes and went to place them in the car.

"Where do we have to go now? Don't you have any meetings?" I asked him, frustratedly.

"I do have one." He replied while walking ahead of me while we waited for the elevator.

"With whom?" Cause as far as I know he has no meeting.

"You." He spoke as the lift came and he entered inside with a smirky grin on his devilish face.

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