The Devil's Embrace [Jikook]

Chapter 2

JEON JUNGKOOK'S POV

I watched him from across the office, his laughter ringing out like a siren's call, drawing me in. He tucked a few strands of hair behind his ear, that infuriatingly carefree gesture that made my blood boil. Who did he think he was, acting like the world revolved around him? I rolled my eyes, trying to mask the way my heart raced at the sight of him.

"Look at him." I muttered to myself, crossing my arms. "Answering personal calls during work hours and acting like he owns this company. It’s pathetic." But even as I said it, I couldn’t help but remember the way he was one of our most important employees. He was too good at his job, so good that even when my father stepped down as CEO, he told me to keep him because he was too good at this job and was such an asset to the company. But still, It was infuriating how he could annoy me so much yet still make my chest tighten with something I refused to name.

I caught his eye for a moment, and my breath hitched. There it was again—the way his smile lit up his face, making him look almost ethereal. I might be imagining things, but I'm sure I caught him rolling his eyes at me. I hated how the little things he did got to me. I hated how I despised seeing him being so happy and carefree around others when he was always so serious and uptight with me. I hated how he hated me. I hated seeing him laugh because I wasn't responsible for it. I just wanted him to see me, but I couldn’t let him see that. Not when I was so good at pretending I despised him too.

I leaned back on my chair, the soft office hum falling into the background as my eyes couldn't move from him. He gives me an unsettling feeling that twists my heart. He's making me cross lines. Lines I swore never to breach. Who is he to do that to me? I shook my head, trying to dispel the feelings that were overwhelming me.

I had built my empire on control, on keeping my emotions at bay— but here I was, caught up in all these feelings.

I glance at my wristwatch to look at the time. It's getting late. But I still had a lot to do before knocking off. My eyes then shift to my schedule. He wrote reminders for my meetings, each word with a cute little heart after, is this pre-school or something? I chuckle and shake my head.

A knock on my door makes me shift my attention to the door.

"Come in."

His scent fills the room as he enters. He seems tired, as if he had worked too much today.

"Mr Jeon? I am leaving now. I just came to ask if there's anything else you need from me?" His voice is sweet as he asks, but I can sense the underlying hate he's masking under that sweetness.

"No. You can leave." I excuse him.

"Right, please don't forget that Ms. Lee from finance is expecting you to give her feedback on the statement she had given you." He reminds me.

My eyes glance all over my messy table. It's not even that messy, but because I can't find the file I'm looking for at first glance, I consider it messy.

"It's right there, on the corner." He points. I look at him. How did he even know I was looking for it? I grab it and open it, skimming and scanning with my eyes.

My eyes wander on the table yet again, I lift the files and all that stuff on it. I hear a heavy sigh from my PA. I glanced at him. He seemed defeated or something.

"The markers are on your shelf." He says. How did he know I was looking for that?

"Thanks." I mutter, taking the marker and getting on with what I intended to do.

"What would you do without me?" He mumbled underneath his breath, but I caught it. He's right, though. What would I be without him? I've gotten used to him doing most things for me, I barely even know where my things are in this office.