The Gala was in full swing when Gumayusi and Oner made their grand entrance. The opulent ballroom, adorned with shimmering chandeliers and golden drapes, was abuzz with activity, but it came to a sudden halt as they walked in. The anticipation in the air was palpable. After the recent news articles, everyone had their eyes on the duo.
Cameras flashed, journalists swarmed, and the glitz and glamour of the event faded into the background as Gumayusi and Oner became the center of attention. The space between them was telling; close enough to appear as a professional pairing, yet absent of the warmth they once radiated. Every now and then, out of habit, Gumayusi's fingers would twitch, itching to reach out and pull Oner closer. But Oner, being ever vigilant, subtly adjusted his position, ensuring the necessary gap between them remained.
"Mr. Gumayusi," a journalist with a gleaming smile called out, "The world is talking about you and Mr. Oner. Can you clarify your relationship status?"
Gumayusi's throat tightened, the lie tasting bitter. "Oner is my secretary," he began, forcing a neutral tone, "Our relationship is strictly professional. The rumors have been greatly exaggerated."
A murmur of whispers spread across the room, but the media wasn't entirely convinced. They continued to barrage him with questions, which Gumayusi fielded with practiced grace, all the while feeling a dull ache in his chest.
As the evening progressed, Gumayusi found himself encircled by fellow CEOs from other major corporations. They engaged in small talk about the industry and future ventures, but Gumayusi's gaze often wandered in search of Oner.
Meanwhile, Oner, feeling a bit overwhelmed, gravitated towards a quiet corner. Picking up a drink, he cast surreptitious glances at Gumayusi, ensuring his boss was okay. The weight of the evening and the forced distance was evident in Oner's heavy sigh.
However, his moment of respite was short-lived. From the crowd emerged a familiar face, another prominent figure in the business world. Although not as influential as Gumayusi, his presence was notable. Their eyes met, and the figure approached Oner with a confident stride, an enigmatic smile playing on his lips.
As the two locked eyes, the atmosphere around them seemed to change, adding another layer of intrigue to an already charged evening.
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Guon - T1 Empire: Mischievous Games
RomanceGumayusi has never managed to keep his Secretary for long, and he's sure this one will walk out the door soon too. Too bad, Oner couldn't care less for snobby CEO. WARNING: THIS STORY IS WRITTEN USING THE HELP OF CHATGPT. I only wrote it for myself...