The Mafia's Love

Chapter 3

TAEHYUNG'S POV

I looked up as my cabin door opened, watching from the corner of my eye as my newly hired secretary walked in and set down some files in front of me.

"The documents you asked for, Mr. Kim," she said with a sultry air as she discreetly hitched up her skirt.

I sighed, raking through the papers without looking at her.

"Secretary Jang," I mused.

"Yes, sir?" She leaned forward to give me a sneak peak of her generous bosom.

"What were you hired for?"

"Obviously, to assist you, Mr. Kim,"

"That seems like a sex joke,"

"Mr. Kim!" She trilled, her botox filled lips sticking out into a pout. "Don't say things like that. It makes me shy,"

I rolled my eyes.

"I'm going to ask you again," I said, my voice dangerously calm and quiet. "Were you hired to help me out with company issues, or to try to seduce me?"

She stopped, moving backwards. It seemed that she'd finally realized that I meant business.

"Uh-"

"You're not my type," I said smoothly. "I don't like women like you,"

"What's women like me supposed to mean?" She blurted out, jabbing a long nail on my desk.

"Women that have slept with more men than I can count,"

"T- that's so sexist! Just how many girls have you-"

"You're dismissed," I said airily. "I will write you a reference for your next workplace, if you like,"

Her mouth left open and moving like a gaping fish, she turned and stormed away in a huff.

"Oh, Jang Geum-hi," I called, my voice darkening into a thunder-like rumble.

"Do not try to sleep your way into success again,"

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"Hey, Jimin," I spoke into my phone, smiling as his usual musical voice came into my ear.

"Tae! What have you been doing, bro? I've been trying to call you for hours!"

"Sorry. I had to get rid of some vermin,"

"I take it you didn't like the secretary I hired for you?" He chuckled.

"She was a slut," I replied bluntly.

"Jiminie, what's a slut?" A girl's voice came from the background.

"Aish, now look, Tae," he groaned. "Yoongi Hyung's gonna kill me! Li-na, doll, that's a bad word. Don't say it again,"

"I didn't mean to," Min Li-na whined. Her voice had barely changed from when she was 10 years old. It was still high pitched and sweet, but kind of annoying.

She was quite the sheltered child. After going to the Mins, she was homeschooled until she finally entered high school.

"You're with Li-na?" I said, unlocking my penthouse and going inside.

Yeontan greeted me with a bark, jumping up from his dog bed and rubbing his self against my shins.

"Tannie?" Jimin said. "You're at home?"