do not cross that line [sunsun✓]

one

"When's the next meet up?" Sunoo glanced at the blonde guy who was grinning from ear to ear while his hands were busy fixing his belt.

Sighing, Sunoo grabbed the pack of cigarette on the bedside table before lighting a stick, still naked under the covers.

"What are you talking about? We won't meet anymore" confused, the man furrowed his brows, looking at the latter who looked so bored out of his wits that he entertained himself with the thick smoke he kept on huffing out.

"What?"

"I said we won't meet anymore. Are you fucking deaf or what? My secretary is outside, he'll give you the money" with his words, the blonde who stood frozen in his place couldn't help but to smirk before letting out a sarcastic laugh.

"The rumors were really true huh?" He started which obviously earned Sunoo's attention who now seriously pinned his stare at the latter.

"The perverted millionaire who can fuck around with anyone he wants and then chasing them off with money" Sunoo smirked from what the man had said, as it was the first time he heard the nickname. Whatever the rumors were, Sunoo could only say one thing.

It was true. He loves to fuck around.

The guy's jaw tightened the moment he saw how unaffected Sunoo was-more like, proud.

"You're a lunatic. You do know that whatever you're doing would have consequences right?"

"Yeah! Yeah! I get disease or whatsoever shit there is. Can you leave now? Your voice fucking irritates me" that blonde shook his head in disbelief before grabbing his coat on the floor, now fully clothed.

"That's not what I mean Kim Sunoo... all I'm saying is that, you can't continue this cycle forever. Someone will eventually barge into your life and would fuck you up big time that even money can't help you anymore" with his last string of patience gone, Sunoo grabbed the nearest glass on the table before throwing it on the wall, barely missing the guy who almost shrieked in horror.

"Get the fuck out"

"What's going on?!" A guy with brown locks came rushing inside the room when the glass shattered on the cold marble floor. He was almost the same height as Sunoo and broad shoulders as wide as the latter but what definitely separated them both was his mesmerizing cat like eyes that complimented the deep dimples that carved his cheeks. It was Yang Jungwon, his secretary.

"Escort that bastard out Yang. He doesn't seem to know how to run that stupid mouth of his" irritated, Sunoo lit up another stick of cigarette and letting the nicotine take control. Jungwon on the other hand, let out a huff before taking out a check inside his leather briefcase, calmly handing the man his pay and letting him leave

"It's Tuesday. You have a meeting in an hour, I would really want you be on your feet right this instant" Jungwon who was much more disciplined than the person he serves is honestly a game changer on Sunoo's part but it didn't really matter. He's still the best at his work, just not as disciplined as his secretary.

After Sunoo's clothes got delivered, he started getting ready for the appointment, finally leaving the luxurious hotel he stayed the night in. The walk to the car was peaceful until it was only Jungwon and Sunoo inside, guards discreetly blending into the place as they take a different ride.

"What was the problem with him?" Sunoo's gaze met the younger's from the mirror for a second before checking his iPad for updates and schedules.

"He was fucking silent. I was expecting a dirty talk from him while fucking me but I got him high instead. In short, he enjoyed. I on the other hand did not. That bastard can't even spit on me-"