ON HOLD (for few months)
It's a story of a girl (Moon Y/N) who don't know her abilities which is only know by her parents but why they are hiding even from their own daughter? What they fear about? Will jeon jungkook be able to help her ? How they...
The right hand nods, a wicked grin spreading across his face. They both laugh, the sound echoing through the dark, eerie lair, sending chills down the spine of anyone who might hear. The scene fades to black, leaving an unsettling sense of dread in the air.
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---------------◇--------------- Y/N sat at the head of the polished conference table, her eyes scanning the meticulously prepared presentation slides on the screen. She had meticulously crafted every detail, ensuring that her company's proposal for the new joint venture with Lee Company was flawless. She took a deep breath, steeling herself as she prepared to meet the enigmatic Mr. Lee.
The door to the conference room opened, and Mr. Lee walked in. He was in his mid-40s, with sharp, angular features that seemed almost too perfect. His suit was impeccably tailored, giving off an air of sophistication and power. Yet, it was his eyes that unsettled Y/N the most-they were cold and calculating, with a predatory gleam that made her skin crawl.
"Ms. Y/N," he greeted her with a smile that never reached his eyes. "Thank you for having me."
"Mr. Lee, thank you for coming," Y/N replied, forcing a professional smile as she extended her hand.
As they shook hands, Y/N felt an unnerving chill run down her spine. Mr. Lee's hand was ice-cold, like the touch of a corpse. She quickly withdrew her hand, masking her discomfort with a nod.
"Shall we begin?" she asked, gesturing towards the presentation.
Throughout the meeting, Y/N couldn't shake the feeling of being watched too intently. Mr. Lee's gaze was relentless, almost as if he were studying her every move, every expression. It made her want to squirm in her seat, but she maintained her composure, determined to get through the meeting unscathed.
Mr. Lee's voice was smooth, almost oily, as he asked pointed questions about the project. Despite his unsettling presence, Y/N answered each question with confidence, outlining the benefits and potential of the collaboration.
"Your proposal is impressive, Ms. Y/N," Mr. Lee finally said, his smile widening in a way that sent another shiver down her spine. "I believe we can move forward with this project."
Relief washed over Y/N, and she couldn't help but smile. "That's wonderful to hear, Mr. Lee. I'm sure our partnership will be very fruitful."
As they stood to shake hands once more, Y/N braced herself for the cold touch. The sensation was just as unsettling as before, but she quickly masked her discomfort.
"Thank you, Mr. Lee. I look forward to working with you," she said.
"And I with you, Ms. Y/N," he replied, his smile lingering in a way that made her eager to leave the room.
