My Fate || JeongChan FF

Chapter 21

Taewoo's POV

*06:10*

I unlocked the door to sir's office. With a turn of a handle, and a file in my right hand, I walked into the spacious office.

The floor was of black marble stone, matching with the glass table and the black painted walls.

The floor to ceiling windows added an estatic glow to the room as the rays of natural morning light brightened the room.

I slowly walked to the main desk, which was mad of a glass material, and placed the file on the smooth glass surface of the desk.

I looked at the seat, THE main seat of this company.

It looked like a throne fit for a king. My king.

I reached my hand out and rubbed the head of the pure leathered chair with my thumb. It was designed with pure quality and care to ensure comfort for the seater.

I imagined; Chan sitting there, looking as professional and ethereal as always. His breath taking eyes would look at me, making my euphoric emotions rise.

I imagined; him looking at me lovingly, a smile rising on his perfectly shaped lips, brightening his facial features. My heart flutters.

I imagine; sitting on his lap, watching as he worked. He'd hold me tight with one arm, and doing his own thing with the other.

I imagined; the way he'd hug me and kiss me, the way he'd touch me, the way he'd whisper sweet words interested my ear. Right here in this very office.

A guy like me can only ever dream... for now.

I continued to look at the CEO's chair, my mind running wild with thoughts.

I was determined to make him mine no matter what. Soon, hell have to obey me. All I have to do is to eliminate the problem that keeps popping up between us like a thorn. After that, he'll be mine. I have to make home mine. Chan is mine.

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Author's POV

The minute the car stopped, Chan got out of his car- gun in hand- and walked into the company building.

As he walked, the employees, who had already arrived at work, bowed in respect. Many noticed the gun in his hand. Feeling very fearful and shocked, they bowed their heads in fear.

Chan went up to the top floor and headed straight for his office.

With his jaw clenched, he burst through the door, taking Taewoo by surprise entirely.

Taewoo looked up to meet Chan's deadly gaze. "S-Sir? Good morning", Taewoo bowed in respect and greeting. When he looked up again, he noticed Chan's mood, anger clearly written on his face. Then he saw the gun. "C-Chan? This... What are-"

"You", Chan cut him off with a growled tone, "How long has this been going on? How long have you been planning on killing Jeongin?!"

Taewoo's eyes widened. He was exposed! "Chan, j-just listen to me-"

"No. Just answer the question. How long have you been plotting to kill Jeongin?" Chan was dead serious in the midst of Taewoo's silence and inner panicking. "Taewoo, I trusted you", he said as he took slow intended steps towards the younger male, "I thought of you as more than just an employee. I thought of you as a friend. I shared my secrets with you, from sad moments to happy ones. I told you everything that was in my heart, from my past to my present. From my failed moments to my love life. I told you EVERYTHING. So why? Why are you doing all of this?"