His Fake Secretory || JJK ✅

Chapter 15

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Jungkook's POV:

We ran till we couldn't and finally stopped at the end of the parking lot.

The only difference was that he was behind the car and I was In Front of the car.

Just a mere car was saving him today from getting beaten to a pulp.

"Let me tell you something-" he huffed, breathing heavily.

"Let...me tell you something." I put pressure on my words with my footsteps approaching him but he moved to another maintaining the distance.

"Let's talk this out like civilised people." He spoke,out of breath.

His one arm stretched towards me to stop me.

My feet approach him while buttoning my coat.

"Exactly that's what I'm saying -" I said in a very normal tone.

For a moment his face lit up as he smiled and let go of his arm.

"Yes, brother."

My boot left the sight of foot and was going to land straight on his chest but he was reflexive enough to catch my shot. He ran further a few cars away.

"Dude! You can't just throw your Dior boots at me like this." He spoke, caressing my boot in his hand with love.

"You ASSHOLE come here!" I ran after him with one boot and one sock on display.

"Calm,brother." He laughed while laughing with one boot in his hand.

I grind my teeth with anger and ran after him with more speed but he was ahead of me enough that he caught on the elevator.

As he went inside, waving bye at me. I removed the second boot too while he panicky started pressing the buttons inside the elevator.

The door starting to close, I threw the boot with the highest level of power in my biceps.

He curved his body to save himself but still got hit with the boot on his arm.

Picking up the second boot. He bowed classically and mumbled 'Thank you' showing me both boots and the door shut.

"SHIBAL!"

I turned around when my eyes fell on my feet. A guy in a three piece suit but standing without shoes.

What a perfect (idiotic) look.

I inhaled deeply and started walking.

People stared at me as I reached our table. She was just drinking water again and again till I reached her.

She was lost in thought. Ignoring my feet I casually spoke

"Uhm- sorry - " I pulled my chair and sat as the lunch was already there. "- he's just silly." She stared at me with wide eyes.

Did she see my feet?

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Did he tell him everything I said?

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I tried to ignore her deadly stares that kept pointing at me. I ignored. Ignored till I couldn't.

"Is there anything bothering you?" I asked her.

She hummed lowly and parted her lips to speak but I spoke earlier "If you are wondering about my boots then let me tell you already.

I took them off because I was feeling hot and even doctor says to walk barefoot for a while. Haha"

I didn't sounded dumn. Right?

"Huh?" She hawked and tilted her head to look at my feet and her lips curved into a smile as she looked at my socks.

She chuckled and I felt myself drowning even though I know how to swim.

I'm trying to stay professional but she's making it hard for me.

"I didn't even see that." She chuckled and I chuckled while my soul cursed me for embarrassing the shit out of myself in front of her.

"By the way-"She hesitated a little before completing her sentence.

"Did Duan say anything?" What would he say?

"Nope!" I shook my head and she let the most relaxed sigh.

"Was there something? He needed to tell me?" I asked her while placing the fork inside my mouth.

She immediately denied and shook her head.

"No no no nothing haha-" She smiled and I looked at her.

Are you sure they didn't mix anything in her food?

"Nevermind, update me about collections and things I asked you earlier." I maintained the professionalism she asked me to maintain.

As she started giving me a briefing.

I felt myself lost in her eyes. Her dark orbs were hugging me while there was nothing for me but according to my orbs they were the most beautiful I ever saw in my life after my mother.

I shook my head and listened to her carefully.

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"Good job for a newbie." I showed her a thumbs up while wiping my lips from the tissue.

"I forgot to tell you that we've a party to attend tonight. One of my clients wants us there. Your dress will be at your door by 7pm. Be ready by 8pm." I spoke.

She nodded and without any extra question. She just ran away.

What the fuck was that?

A/N:

Ik I'm updating after almost 8 days and I appreciate you for being patient enough. I will try to fight this writer's block quickly.

Thank you for waiting.