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He flared his nostrils and breathed out when the elevator reopened and hurried in his long-time friend and right-hand man.
"GM Suprat, I don't remember asking for your company on my way" his voice was deep, authoritative, and cutting like a sharp knife, no wonder he was the famous billionaire running many businesses.
The tall, tanned man just sighed and locked eyes with the other man in the executive elevator, his head bowed in shame, hands, and face sweating profusely. Then he turned his head to shoot the boss a pointed look.
"You didn't, sir. But the elevator called me, begging me for help, the weight of your heavy breathing is quite... unbearable, I suppose" he grinned at the guy, only causing him to flare his nostrils further and panic the third person even more.
"I hope the trip to London is fruitful, you've been so stressed over it all this time. Not to mention tonight's fiasco. But all's well that ends well. It's all well" Suprat went on further, stressing his words and the President just glared holes at him for a moment before breathing out and turning to the other man in the elevator.
"GM Lin, get the hell off" he growled, veins popping in his temple thanks to him holding back his anger. The man didn't need to be told twice to stop the elevator on the next floor hurriedly. But when he moved to get out, the boss called after him. "And you can visit HR to clear your dues and other compensations. Your actions guarantee that I should throw you to my dogs without mercy. But you've been a part of this company before I took over. You can keep your royalty and the retirement fund"
"Sir... President Feng-"
"Shut up!" the man thundered and stepped closer, staring down into the man's eyes with rage. "Get your shit and be thankful for it! And be grateful I'm not throwing you out in front of everyone and making an example out of you even though I should! But with that, you can get your bloody face out of my sight for good! You have humiliated and disappointed me and my company and invalidated all the hard work we've put into work here to bring this company to where it stands today. You are disloyal and despicable. I don't need a man like you ever to set foot anywhere near the empire I gave my sweat and blood! OUT!"
Once the man had stumbled out of the elevator, the doors closed behind him, leaving the tension in the air. The President was still breathing hard and heavy and ready to pounce and punch something, anything, and GM Suprat just breathed out in silence and leaned against the wall, waiting for it to pass. That deep-running anger issue was the reason he'd stuck himself to the guy like glue all these years, knowing well he can be the only person to calm the man down.
Though, with years and practice to cope with the work stress, the man had finally gotten over it but tonight, when he left that conference room, Suprat saw the rage in his eyes that he hadn't seen in years. All thanks to the fucker Lin and his scheming!
"I don't have enough time to calm you down, do I?" he asked quietly and the man only grunted and punched his hand into the wall, shaking the elevator with the force. He sighed and walked closer to the man, reaching a tentative hand to caress his cheek while the other hand went to the hand that had punched the elevator, gently massaging it.
"Breathe, President Feng. Please... breathe" he begged in a soft whisper against the man's cheek. "Breathe..." he trailed his mouth down the man's jaw who let out a ragged, animalistic growl.
"You have time for me? Not wanna go fawn at those boys anymore?" he growled, trying to shove the man away who laughed out and crashed their lips together.
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☑️Gamer Love (taetee)
ФанфикTee is a smart, sassy, virtuous, down to earth and hardworking computer science sophomore who, though being a boy, is also considered as one of the most beautiful faces of the campus though he doesn't believe in mere looks but seeks more for morals...
