The Devil can't stand Prada[JENSOO]

3

So... Let's go!

"Editor—in-chief -Jennie Kim" — Jisoo reads this inscription for the hundredth time, while the secretary studies the log of visits.

-Miss, are you sure you have an appointment for today?- A tall, slender blonde secretary frowns with displeasure, acting on Jisoo's nerves with a continuous "clicking" of the mouse.

"Are you playing solitaire there?" Kim thinks irritated, nodding her head positively in response.

"A certain Miss Jisoo has come to see you. She says she has an appointment with you, but I can't find her on the list.- The secretary finally deigned to call the editor-in-chief.

"God..."

-You can come in, miss.- Putting down the phone, the blonde answers.

-Wouldn't it have been easier to call her right away? I've been sitting here for half an hour just like that.- Jisoo replies indignantly, diving into the impressive neckline on the secretary's chest.

-Be grateful that I reported your visit to the boss at all.- The secretary snaps back, catching Jisoo's gaze on her chest.

-I'll probably surprise you, but this is your job.- Jisoo answers importantly over her shoulder before entering the editor-in-chief's office.

Jennie is sitting at her desk, looking at the July cover of a magazine, and does not pay any attention to the girl. So five minutes passed.

-Do you think this is a museum, and I am, in your opinion, an exhibit?- The editor-in-chief irritably throws the sketch on the table, raising a cold look at the confused brunette, who already shuddered at the sudden velvet voice of the boss.- Did you come here to stare at me?

-Um... no...- Jisoo blushes in embarrassment.- I'm here about work. John Cowen said that the magazine needs another experienced journalist, and I can take this position...

-I don't care what John told you.- The brown-haired girl interrupts sharply. Folding her hands on the table in a lock and leaning forward slightly, she looks sternly at the girl opposite.- Who are you to him? Another mistress who thinks to herself that, having slept with the director of the magazine, she can then take my position?

-What?!- Jisoo flashes indignantly, brazenly sitting down in the chair opposite.- I need to look like your secretary to be his lover. And I'm not interested in your position.

Jennie raises an eyebrow in surprise, smiling mockingly in response.

-Are you saying that John offered you this job because he saw potential in you, and not a large breast size? Nice try, miss, but I don't believe it.

-I'm glad that you really like the size of my breasts. It flatters me, but, besides that, I have other advantages.- Jisoo retorts, noticing how the girl leans back in her chair and looks at her with interest.

-And what advantages do you have? What can you do?

-Give me a topic for an article, and I can surprise you.- Jisoo answers defiantly, causing outright mockery on the beautiful face of the editor-in-chief.

-Okay. I'll give you... a chance.- Jennie is sorting through the documents on the table, looking for topics for the next issue of the magazine.- Here... I want you to interview the German model Jamie Beck and write an article about her childhood.

-So... Wait... Beck?- Jisoo froze, shocked.- She doesn't give interviews to anyone! I don't even know if she understands English...

-You promised to surprise me.- Jennie replies with a playful wink.

"Did she just take me for a show-off?"

-Okay, I'll do it.- Jisoo confidently straightens up, looking down at the editor-in-chief, who is so damn sexy in a tight white blouse and a black pencil skirt.- But can I ask one question?

The brown-haired girl nods approvingly in response.

-Would you go on a date with me?- Jisoo exhales, remembering the dream.

-Excuse me?- Jennie clearly did not expect such a question, blushing in an instant.- Are you asking me out on a date?

-No. I was just asking. Would you go?

-How do you even know that I prefer girls?

-You told me yourself... - Jisoo does not specify what is in the "dream", amused by the boss's confusion.

-When? I didn't tell you anything.- Jennie answers, thoughtfully biting her plump lips.

-Today. So would you go on a date with me?- Jisoo continues to mentally laugh at the boss.

-No. You're not my type.- Taking the situation under control, Jennie calmly answers.- I don't date with my subordinates.

Deja vu.

-But did you have something with the secretary anyway? She's still a bitch, of course, but very sultry.- Jisoo makes the most innocent face in the world.

-Jisoo!- The boss loses her temper, slowly rising from her chair.

-I have a counteroffer. I'm interviewing Jamie for your magazine, and you're going on a date with me.

-Considering that I will like your article.- Jennie practically agrees.

-No. You will be biased.- Jisoo defiantly looks the editor-in-chief from head to toe, stopping her gaze on slender legs.

-Of course, Jisoo!- Jennie is angry and confused at the same time.

-No, that won't do.- The brunette shakes her head negatively.

-I gave you... a chance to hire you, and you turned everything around the devil knows how, you also set the conditions for me! You are shameless!

-Well, yes.- Jisoo agrees.- You asked me to surprise you, I'm surprised... what's the problem?

The girl stands in mute shock until the work phone rings.

-What is it, Rachel?- The editor-in-chief answers the phone, burning a hole in Jisoo's forehead with her eyes.- I'll be right there...

-So what about the date, Jennie?- Jisoo raises an eyebrow mockingly.

-You're a cheeky girl!- Indignantly throwing up her hands, the brown-haired girl answers, heading for the door.- You still dare to make me questionable offers?!

-Oh, my God, that sounds too vulgar... - Jisoo dreamily closes her eyes.

-To hell with you! The job is yours! I'll assign the article about Jamie to someone else... be in touch, Rachel will contact you and tell you the topic of your first article. And... there will be no date!- Jennie irritably pulls the handle of the office door, but she can't open it.

-Oh, we still have a deal?

-Damn...- Jennie freaks out, continuing to pull the handle and ignoring Jisoo.

-Help you?- The brunette approaches the door, turning the latch on the handle.- I closed it, I have such a habit... - Jisoo explains, responding to Jennie's surprised look.- I don't like it when someone breaks in and interferes with us...

-Jisoo!

-I understood everything: go home, be in touch.- Jisoo says after the hastily retreating editor-in-chief.

-Your number, Jisoo.- The secretary asks with obvious displeasure.

-You could have asked for sexier, or something... - Jisoo jokes, leaning against the secretary's desk and meeting a menacing look.

Jisoo hastily wrote her number on an A4 sheet before leaving the office.