~~ JOONG ~~
I looked around the table to the group of people who were making a poker face every time our eyes met. But they were cracking up every now and then.
"I guess we can end this meeting here today." I said finally giving up. "Pond, send the details of the corporate events by evening to me on the email." I got up from the chair and walked away. The employees left leaving Pond and Book behind.
"Sir, can I get you something?" Pond asked trying to keep a straight face but I could see him smile. Book couldn't hold his laughter anymore.
"Book!" I eyed him.
"C'mon, the timing was perfect. I am speechless as to how your husband managed to change your entire image by just one statement." Book teased.
Pond chuckled. I eyed him too. "S-sorry Sir."
"You both get out of my house."
"Are you not coming to JAA sir?" Pond looked worried now.
"Does he look like in a position to come to office?" Book was still teasing me.
"Book, I am warning you..."
"Excuse me..." Someone knocked on the door and interrupted Book. We all turned to see Dunk and Phuwin standing on the door.
"Yes?" I walked to the door. Dunk was holding a pillow in his hand. A pillow I have never seen in my house before.
"I need to talk to you alone." He said hesitantly.
I looked back once and both Book and Pond nodded. Book smirked at me once. They both left the room.
"Dude... You are so kind hearted." Phuwin said to Dunk animatedly holding him by his shoulder. And then looked at me giving me a smile and left.
Dunk turned to me and looked for a moment longer before speaking up. "Here..." He extended the pillow to me.
"..."
"Sit on this." Dunk said.
"Huh?"
Dunk rolled his eyes. "Your bum... I know the feeling."
What feeling? "What are you..."
"Oh god! Need I explain everything to you? You know how I have been driving cabs for so long. Long journeys, more than 14 hours you need to be seated on same spot, bumpy roads, drainage, pits, potholes..."
"I really can't understand you at all..." I shook my head.
"God! Sit on this. This is my magic pillow. It will heal your bum." Dunk said keeping it on a chair.
"WHAT?" I looked at him shocked.
He held me from my shoulder and pushed me on the chair.
In a process he fell on top of me landing him on my lap.
"Ow..." I struggled to balance my sore bum on the chair and Dunk in my lap while the chair which had wheels below started moving towards the door.
"Aarrgghhhh..." Dunk screamed wrapping his hands around my neck. The chair moved till the door and I extended my feet to stop it but missed the chance before the chair went straight out of the room and smashing into the backside of the couch of the living room. The couch on which Phuwin, Pond and Book were sitting.
When the chair finally stopped moving, I opened my eyes to look at the face near to my eyes. Dunk's eyes were closed and he was tightly holding me from my neck while sitting on my lap. He slowly opened his eyes and looked back at me.
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ACCIDENTAL HUSBANDS 3💞 THE MEDIA MESS
FanfictionHe is rich, famous, quiet, sober and a hot head. One of the most eligible bachelors in Thailand based on every criteria. He has just enough to earn his bread, is a nobody for the world, doesn't give a damn about anything, carefree, messy and a happy...