"Beautiful....And I really want to create a mess....A beautiful mess." His lips brushed against her ear with each word, sending a shiver down her spine.
His words caught her off guard, causing her to burst into laughter. 'You want what?' she managed...
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As she stepped into the building, her black dress exuded elegance. The blazer-style design featured long sleeves and lapels, with a single-button closure at the waist. Her black high-heeled shoes had gold ankle straps, and she carried a small handbag adorned with a gold YSL logo. The gold hoop earrings and matching bracelet added a touch of sophistication. Her bare, long legs and the rhythmic clacking of her heels turned heads as she walked.
Greeted by everyone with a polite "good morning," she nodded in acknowledgment and made her way to the elevator. The mirrored walls reflected her image, and she adjusted her hair, ensuring every strand was in place. The elevator doors closed, and she leaned against the cool metal, closing her eyes momentarily.
Her phone buzzed again, and she retrieved it from her purse. Max's message read, "How's the new CEO" She smirked. She left their messages on "seen" and huffed, feeling the fatigue from the previous night. She tucked her phone into her purse, ready to face the day ahead.
As Isabella stepped into her corridor, she noticed Soo-min already at her desk. "Good morning, Isabella," Soo-min greeted with a warm smile. Isabella returned the smile, appreciating the familiarity. Soo-min's kindness reminded her of Samarah.
However, not everyone shared Soo-min's pleasant demeanor. Taehyung, standing by his office door, observed Isabella with a critical eye. His lips twisted into a mocking comment. "Oh, so a lady who speaks like an 'open fire' knows how to smile," he muttered under his breath. His gaze traveled up and down Isabella's figure, lingering on her long legs.
He felt something hard. Her long legs were looking attractive but why he's getting attracted is the question eating him. His gaze were so intense, on her legs no blinking like he'll miss the plot. The intensity of his stare made her uncomfortable, and she bristled.
Isabella turned to face him directly. "Good morning," she replied, her voice icy and firm. Taehyung didn't wait for a second, hastily retreating into his office. The force with which he slammed the door startled everyone nearby. Their collective flinch was evidence of his notorious temper-a trait that seemed to affect the entire office.
Frowning at Taehyung's behavior, Isabella huffed and continued toward her own office.
Isabella's mind raced as Taehyung stood in her doorway. "Wasn't I supposed to be behaving like this?" she mumbled to herself. "He is bipolar for sure." She focused on the file in front of her, trying to maintain her composure. After a while she heard a knock.
"Come in," she said, her voice steady. Taehyung stepped inside, and she glanced up. "Good morning," he began, feigning thoughtfulness. "Ummm...what should I call you?"
I looked at him and to be honest I can't take off my eyes. The rich brown of his tuxedo exudes warmth and sophistication. Tailored to perfection, the tuxedo jacket hugs his frame, with sharp lapels. Coordinating trousers complete the ensemble, impeccably fitted.
