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Kim Minji, always known as the cold and smart-mouthed CEO of Kim Company, was the only daughter of the Kim family. She was a truly responsible and hardworking person.
On the other hand, her new secretary, who was you, was running late for work on your first day. As you finally made your way to her office, you couldn't help but think, "Damn, I'm ten minutes late."
You whispered your apology and knocked on her door. Her cold voice pierced through, instructing you to come in.
Entering, you found Ms. Kim engrossed in a stack of papers, her gaze as icy as her reputation. Just as you were about to explain, she cut you off with a sharp, "You're late," her eyes still fixed on the paperwork.
"Sorry, Ms. Kim. I woke up a bit... later than intended," you managed to stammer.
"Why should I care about your morning routine? You're here to be responsible for your work," she snapped, finally meeting your eyes.
She was undeniably beautiful, but her demeanor left much to be desired. You couldn't help but think that beauty alone couldn't excuse such coldness.
"I understand, and i promise you, it won't happen again. I will dedicated to my job," You said to her.
"Really?" She raised an elegant eyebrow.
You nodded, determined to prove yourself.
"Fine then, let's see if you're as good as you say you are. Get to work," she said, her tone slightly less frosty.
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As the days turned into weeks, you continued to navigate the icy waters of working under Ms. Kim's stern gaze. Despite your best efforts, her demeanor remained as cold and distant as ever, leaving you feeling more like a tool than a colleague.
One lunch break, you found solace in the company of Pham Hanni, sharing your frustrations about the demanding nature of your boss. Hanni chuckled, offering a light-hearted remark about Ms. Kim being a formidable force.
"Yeah, a devil with a beautiful face," you sighed in agreement, unaware that she stood nearby. Your offhand comment about her beauty, though true, seemed to fall on indifferent ears.
Later, back in Ms. Kim's office, you knocked as usual and were met with the familiar, curt command to enter. As you began your customary greeting, she cut straight to the point.
"Is that girl from the cafeteria your girlfriend?" The unexpected question hung in the air.
You stumbled over your words, perplexed by her inquiry. Why was she asking about your personal life?
"No," you managed to say, your voice tinged with surprise.
"Good to hear," she stated matter-of-factly, rising from her seat. Confusion swirled within you, but before you could question her, she clarified.
"Because you're mine," she declared, her tone resolute.
You blinked, trying to comprehend her words. "Yes?" you hesitantly replied, seeking clarification.
"You heard me," she said, a blend of coldness and a hint of something else in her voice.
"Oh," you stammered, your heart racing.
"Not just as a secretary," she continued, her eyes fixed on you. "You're all mine."
Your mind raced, grappling with the intensity of her words. "What...?" you began, but she silenced you with a decisive action.
In an unexpected move, she reached for you, her touch firm yet tender as she pulled you close, her lips meeting yours in a passionate kiss that left you breathless and wide-eyed.
"You're mine," she repeated as she drew away, her eyes locked on yours, an unyielding determination in her gaze.
You were left speechless, the world around you fading into insignificance. In that moment, it was abundantly clear that Ms. Kim, the formidable CEO, had staked her claim, and there was no room for negotiation.
