𝑨 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒃𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒍, 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏-𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒅𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔.
❝The allure of having you in my arms is akin to the temptation of having you on your kn...
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Tencent Holdings
China's largest market demands not only great value but also trust from investors and partners. Jeon Jungkook, the reigning king of Asia's business world, had conquered nearly every region—except China.
China, a vast and lucrative market, thrives on tradition, demanding honesty, devotion, and loyalty. Chinese business culture values authenticity and relationships, which is why only married couples are allowed to participate in this particular venture.
With no other option left, Jeon Jungkook had to present Jangfei as his wife.
Now, both of them...
The shift in weather had an uncanny effect, stirring emotions in ways both subtle and profound. The heart, swayed by the winds of change, twisted, turned, and pulled—yearning to draw closer. It was an undeniable force, one that logic and reason might insist should be resisted. Yet the pull remained persistent, defying every perspective that sought to deny it.
Just like the shifting weather, the intensity of the tension between Jungkook and Jangfei was palpable. She sat there, her hands nervously fiddling with the fabric of the dress she had been forced to wear. Her boss—the devil himself—had ordered it, with his signature arrogant remark.
"Miss Wang, we're heading to Italy, specifically Florence, the art capital. We wouldn't want to disappoint the locals, now would we?"
He said it all with one brow raised, his lips curling into a mocking smile, the corner of his mouth lifting into a nocturnal smirk.
Jangfei internally rolled her eyes, fully aware that if she dared show her attitude, it would probably cost her the job. Despite his arrogance, she decided to play along with the dramatic charade her boss had set up. Is there ever a moment when he doesn't flaunt his devilish nature? she silently fumed, yet outwardly she remained poised, behaving like the perfect little princess he no doubt expected her to be. Inside, however, she mocked his mockery.
"Why Italy, Mr. Jeon?" Jangfei pouted slightly, trying to mask her confusion. Why do the Chinese insist on hosting their business functions in Italy? And a museum tour, no less? What are they even thinking?
Jungkook's gaze flickered to her, sharp and penetrating. The weight of his stare was enough to make her squirm where she sat. It felt as though his eyes burned through her, unraveling every last bit of her composure. Her heart hammered in her chest, but she refused to let it show. She remained poised, though the storm brewing inside her was anything but calm.
"Tencent Holdings doesn't just deal with Asia," he grumbled, settling back into his seat, legs manspread in that infuriatingly casual way. Jangfei's gaze inadvertently dropped to the strain in his pants, the tight fabric barely containing the powerful muscles beneath. She quickly looked away, biting her lip, her cheeks flushing at the sight. Poor pants...
