His Fake Secretory || JJK ✅

Chapter 34

"I saw you down there." He spoke and I froze in my place.

"You saw me where?" I asked him.

"I saw you mixing poison in my coffee." He chuckled, taking the cup in his hands. "That's why it took you so long. Doesn't it?" I chuckled back with a taunt. "Not funny."

"Eww-" he almost spit out his coffee. "What happened?" I looked at him in shock. "It tastes so terrible." He made such a nasty face that I wanted to throw a punch at his face. "Check it by yourself." He spoke, passing the cup to me.

I held the cup and took a sip from it.

Thu!

"It's bitter. Just as you said." I somehow gulped that one sip down.

He smiled, taking the cup back from me. "Not anymore." I looked at him as he sipped on it.

"Uhmm…it's sweet now." I side eyed him.

"That was such a classical move." I rolled my eyes as he chuckled.

"Isn't it how dudes impress their girls in books and movies?" He looked at me with a smile on his face.

"I don't know." I replied, stealing looks.

"Don't tell me that you don't read romance books." He looked amazed. "I don't."

"Wahh…" he groaned loudly "What a shame. You are missing a lot." He spoke.

"Yes, that's why you are delusional." I smiled at him. Not so pleasant one.

"Uhn! It's not called delusional. In the book world we call it deululu." I looked at him with a mysterious face.

"No doubt,you need therapy." He chuckled.

"I don't need therapy. I need you." I looked at his face. Eyes dangling on me. "Get yourself a good therapist. I'll pay." I got up from my seat to leave.

"Then be my therapist. Fix me."

"As if you're gonna pay me-" I scoffed. "Of course I'll pay you. Tell me what do you want, cash or my dick?" The tingling sensation was coming back in my stomach.

"Seal your lips right there before I punch you." I shot glares at him.

"Do it for me, please." Oh my God! Why is he so fucking flirty?

I rolled my eyes trying to ignore the redness on my cheeks with dragonflies in my stomach.

"Should I drop you off?"  He asked. "No!" I replied, straight because I don't want to go through all the trouble all over again just to reach home.

Huff! It's hard to resist him. When he's being like this.

Nevermind - I shrugged my shoulders. I should leave the office before everyone starts gaining their consciousness.

I immediately picked up my stuff from my table but I was late. He came from behind.

"Let me drop you home today. It's pretty late." I looked over my wrist watch and it was already 9pm.

But if I let him drop me home then I'd have to go back in my direction. Gosh!!!!

"I can go by myself." I spoke, getting a grip on my stuff. His hand reached my wrist,spun me around and the next moment I was holding my sanity against the table.

"You are my secretary. Your safety is my responsibility." Someone please tell him. Everyone's safety is at risk with me. Who is he even going to protect me from? Ghosts?

"Fine!" I gave up.

He smirked, pulling himself back. The black coat he was holding in his hand with folded sleeves shifted to the other hand where he offered me his hand.

I looked at him and intentionally decided to ignore his hand.

He chuckled softly as I walked ahead while he followed me to the elevator.

"Playing hard to get?" He asked with a smile as we entered inside.

"Pretty things are always hard to access." He nodded his head with a never ending smile. "I do,agree."

"So you agree I'm pretty?" I looked at him, smiling.

"No, I agree that I'm pretty, that's why I'm hard to get access to." My brows raised together as he laughed looking at my face. UNO card reverse?

"I told you,you need therapy." I rolled my eyes.

"Then shouldn't we go together to get therapy?* He caught my attention. I looked at his face as he smiled with eyebrows raised. "I'm not delusional." I mumbled loud enough for him to hear.

Reaching till ground floor from 30th floor takes time and he's taking advantage of it because he started shortening the distance between us. As he took steps towards me, I was unconsciously attached against the wall.

"You are not delusional?" He asked me, looking straight into my eyes. His voice was low yet mesmerising. "No!" I replied.

"Then tell me..do you not dream about me…" he paused as his knee reached between my legs and he parted them. "..between your legs?" My breath went heavier with his words and the movement of his knee around my thigh.

"Or do you not think about riding me all night long?" I felt myself trembling but I need to get a grip on myself. That'd be such a shame to give up in front of a man. I can't let my girl out there be ashamed of me.

"No.." I pushed his knee out from between my thighs ignoring all the juice I was squirting due to his insane touch. "It's just you and your delusional fantasies." I pushed him back by his tiddies.

"And from now on..you are not allowed to touch me. Not even the slightest touch. Do you understand?" I was stern and straight with a poker face. Although I was erupting between my legs.

"Are you sure you want this?" His voice usually goes rough and deep around these type of moments.

"Yes!" I spoke. "Fine,then." He muttered and took two steps and stood away from me. "I won't touch you from now on until you give me permission to touch you." He spoke looking at the opening door.

"And that won't be happening soon." I smiled while he nodded with a hum and got out of the elevator. Only to find a mess going on,on the ground floor.

"What happened?" He rushed to the guard whom I knocked out. I stayed behind him acting all innocent.

"Someone barged in." He spoke while groaning as the lady was bandaging his head.

"Who?" He asked him. The eyes of the guard fell on me, I tried to hide behind his broad shoulders but the guard pointed at me.

"She!" Fuck! I'm doomed.

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