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• [Taehyung's POV:]

I shifted in my seat, feeling an unfamiliar pressure building between my legs. My breath hitched as the foot pressed down even harder.

"What the actual fck?!"*

I clenched my jaw, suppressing a groan.

"Who the hell is doing this?"

My eyes scanned the table, trying to figure it out. That's when my gaze landed on her.

Y/N.

She was shifting in her seat, her attention, however, was nowhere near Jimin.

Instead... her foot was sliding over my crotch.

"Wait, is she-?"

I wanted to believe it was an accident. But when she deliberately pressed down harder-oh, this was definitely no accident.

I inhaled sharply, gripping the armrests of my chair. My self-control was hanging by a thread.

Enough.

I shot her a piercing look, my voice firm and commanding-

"Y/N, in my office. Right now."

The entire room fell silent.

"The meeting is over," I declared, standing up.

All eyes turned to me and then to Y/N, whose face instantly turned red.

"W-Why? What happened, sir?" she stammered, rising from her chair.

"You'll find out soon enough. Now, move."

Without another word, I walked out, leaving everyone staring.

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• [Author's POV:]

Y/N turned toward Jimin, hoping for some sort of help.

But that little devil? He only smirked.

"Oh, fck. What's wrong with my hot boss?! Why is he acting like this?!"*

Jimin leaned in, his voice dripping with amusement.

"Ahem, ahem~ Y/N darling, boss is waiting for you in his office. Why are you still standing here?"

Y/N clenched her jaw, giving him a tight-lipped smile.

"Oh, thank you so much, JIMIN, for your kind reminder. If you hadn't told me, I totally wouldn't have understood-because, clearly, I'm deaf, right?"

Jimin just nodded innocently.

"Ugh, I'm going to kill him one day."

Sighing, she sulked her way toward Taehyung's office.

"Is he going to fire me? No, please don't fire me! If he fires me, I won't be able to see his hot body and sexy face every day!"

But then her inner voice scolded her.

"Y/N, you dumbass! Maybe if you had actually focused on the meeting instead of playing footsie, you wouldn't be in this mess!"

She knocked hesitantly.

"May I come in, sir?" she asked, voice barely above a whisper.

"Come in."

The deep, husky tone made shivers run down her spine.