What It's Like to Be the Secretary of a Cold CEO?
In a busy city where ambition rules and the past haunts every step, two lives cross the path. Jungkook is a handsome but cold CEO who lives by strict rules and precision, shaped by years of waiting f...
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Jungkook opens the door for Y/N, gesturing for her to step inside. Once she's seated, he carefully closes the door and walks around to the driver's side. He settles into the driver's seat, buckling his seatbelt, and glances at her.
Jungkook: (starting the car, his hands gripping the steering wheel) "So where do you live?"
Y/N: (buckling her seatbelt, turning slightly towards him) "1234 Hanam-dong, Jongno-gu."
Jungkook: (nodding, plugging the address into the GPS) "Alright."
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The entire ride was silent. Y/N stared out of the window, her hands tightly holding her purse, lost in her thoughts. Jungkook occasionally glanced at her, his grip tightening on the steering wheel as his mind raced.
The soft glow of the streetlights gently lit her face, showing off her delicate features. Jungkook's heart skipped a beat as he watched her, noticing how her eyelashes fluttered slightly whenever the car hit a bump. There was something about being near her that made the quiet moments feel peaceful, as if the world outside had slowed down just for them.
He tried to keep his eyes on the road, but his gaze kept drifting back to her. He found himself noticing the curve of her lips, the way she absentmindedly tugged a strand of hair behind the ear. Each glance made his heart flutter and cheeks warm with a feeling he hadn't experienced before—a quiet, growing affection that surprised him.
As they stopped at a red light, Jungkook looked at her for a moment longer with confusion.
Jungkook Pov:
Was I really starting to feel something for Miss Y/n? I had driven with Y/N many times before, but this was the first time I truly looked at her, really noticed her. I had someone else on my mind, someone I thought I cared about, yet here I was, drawn to her in a way that didn't make any sense.
My mind is racing with questions. Was it love? Or just a fleeting moment of weakness? I wasn't sure, and the uncertainty gnawed at me. These feelings were new, unexpected, and I didn't know if they meant anything—or if they were nothing at all. But as the light turned green, I couldn't shake the thought that something between us had shifted, leaving me more confused than ever.
