𝔄𝔫𝔱𝔦-R𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔰 |HEEJAKE|

Perverts

6 months ago~

Just imagine what you would feel like doing when all of the men present around you are looking at something that's under your name? Exactly.

You feel like killing them.

And, that's what I was refraining myself from doing- not choking them one by one until their eyes would turn white and vocal cords so dead, they won't even be able to apologise. "I think this is perhaps the best plan we can come up with. This is quite fundable and rather profitable too.", of course, he was my husband and was ought to be a fucking genius. "I agree with you on this completely...", began on my investors, Shin Seong-Ju; a genius in the marketing field but also the biggest pervert you'll ever meet.

"But, from where are we gonna arrange a suitable model for this ramp show? It's like none other and it's equivalent to risking it all if we choose the wrong one.", he added. Bloody moron. I felt like gouging his eyes out at the way he was checking out Jake. Undoubtedly, we both had nothing to do with each other as a married couple but he was anyway, my husband and this was something beyond my tolerance level.

"I side with Mr. Shin on this one.", remarked Choi Min-Jeon, another profitable candidate of my company.

I did not want Jake to feel like he was losing but I really couldn't help it at that moment. These assholes knew he was just a temporary recruit for that project but still found it hideously funny to question his skills. "I think we can arrange for one in no time.", my burning glare was directed towards everyone who spoke against Jake, a shiver evident in their body language. "No, they are right."

Fuck, why was he so obedient?

"They are right on this. It will be hard to fetch a model on such a short notice.", he added. I heaved out a frustrated sigh, massaging my stinging forehead that felt like bursting open into infinite little particles. "I think we should make a few alterations-", Jake's sentence was cut off by a cackling hyena who never seemed to keep it to himself.

"Unless...", Kwon Jung-Seok got up approaching the former's standing figure and I felt my body burning. He stationed his arm on Jake's shoulders, suppressing his frail body under his weight. "We already have a model on hand.", he gave Jake a look from head to toe and I understood the signal in the blink of an eye. "No!", my internal thoughts came out a bit too loudly than I had expected them to and now everyone's eyes were on my frantic and impatient existence.

"Why...sir?", as if that moron did not know. It was a rather 'explicit' ramp show for Calvin Klein which was accompanied by bold photoshoots and videography. There was no way in hell was Jake gonna do it.

"It's actually not a bad idea, Heeseung.", addressed my father and boy, was I losing my shit. "Jake was a model before and I'm sure he's all through with it. Right, Jake?", he added, his eyes on the boy standing adjacent to me, still compressed under that fucker's weight. I looked at Jake, pleading for a negative response but to my utter disappointment, "I guess.", he said.

Without another word from me, my father spoke, "Then it's settled. Jake leads as the head on ramp model for this one. All clear?" I wanted to punch him for that, my glare probably piercing invisible holes in his body.

For fuck's sake, he was my husband!

And that's how I had lost him to a bunch of perverts, waiting like vultures to scan his God gifted body.

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I was in my room, patiently looking at the files relevant to the campaign. The project hadn't started yet but we were reaching it and it was driving me absolutely bonkers. Looking at the other sub-models and how they had their photoshoots, it was nuts that Jake was gonna do the same and something even bolder.

"This is nuisance.", I scowled looking at the photos. "What's a nuisance?", a sudden voice made me jump and the view in front of me was just so alluring that I could not tear my eyes off of it.

Jake.

Standing in a unknotted velvet bath rob with his wet hair kissing his forehead and wet body glistening under the LED light.

"Fuck...", I silently cursed. I could see the 'Calvin Klein' band of the underwear his was wearing beneath the shorts. "Y-You took a bath?", I stuttered. "Of course. It's evening time." Yeah, I did sound dumb, undoubtedly. "These undies fit like a glove.", he stretched the band, aiming it towards my face and just that mere action got me drooling at the sight.

His abs looked so juicy that I wanted to lick and bite them off. "Hello? My face is up here.", I heard him say driving me out of my pleasure ride. "This is gonna be the fit for the first photoshoot. Like it?"

Yeah. Love it.

But, just for my viewing.

The thought of other men seeing how beautiful this man was, made my fists ball. "Hm, looks fine.", I replied coolly, enjoying the sudden enthusiasm drop on his face. "Fine?", he repeated, his eyes exuding how he couldn't really believe it. "Yeah."

The last thing was him storming out of the room leaving a chuckling me behind.

(Day 386- Riling up your husband is really fun)

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