CEOs: Possessiveness

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~Third Person Pov~

The following day, Kim Dahyun was peacefully signing papers at her sleek mahogany desk when an uninvited presence disrupted her focus. Myoui Mina, stood leaning against the doorframe, exuding elegance in her black blazer and a white blouse that revealed just enough to tease, paired with form-fitting dark pants. Her arms were crossed under her chest, a sly smirk playing on her lips.

Dahyun's sharp eyes flicked up from her work. She then frowned at Mina's audacity. "What are you doing here again, Mina?" she asked, her tone clipped as she stayed seated in her leather chair.

Mina shrugged nonchalantly, stepping forward with her trademark poise. She took the chair across from Dahyun, crossing her legs effortlessly while her smirk remained intact. "We're business partners, aren't we?" she said with a casual smile that held a hint of mischief.

Dahyun didn't respond, choosing instead to remain professional, but Mina pressed on, tilting her head slightly. "Why haven't you been answering my calls or messages? Is someone keeping you... distracted?" Mina asked knowingly, her words laced with subtle provocation.

Dahyun stayed silent, though her jaw tensed ever so slightly, which Mina caught onto immediately. It was no secret who had Dahyun's attention these days-Minatozaki Sana. Mina had pieced it all together: the shared lunches in Dahyun's office, the late-night meetings, and most infuriatingly, Sana's frequent stays at Dahyun's penthouse. Rumors swirled of Sana sleeping in Dahyun's bedroom, their nights spent cuddling. It made Mina's blood boil, though she kept her composure-for now.

Setting aside her irritation, Mina leaned into the reason she was there, discussing her plans to expand Myoui Enterprises across Asia. She needed Dahyun's resources and partnership to make it happen. Yet, as their conversation deepened, Mina's casual flirtation became more pronounced. Dahyun, fully aware of Mina's tactics, chose to ignore them, focusing solely on the business at hand.

Just as they were wrapping up, a soft knock interrupted them. Both women turned to see Sana enter the room, her hand clutching a box of food.

Sana froze momentarily when her eyes landed on Mina, who was still seated gracefully, legs crossed, her smirk reappearing as their gazes locked. Mina's expression screamed confidence and challenge, while Sana's stomach twisted slightly at the unexpected encounter.

Regaining her composure, Sana strode towards Dahyun's desk, placing the food down amidst the scattered papers. Her movements were deliberate, a subtle statement of her place in Dahyun's life. Mina's eyes narrowed slightly as she watched Sana move to a reserved chair beside Dahyun-a clear sign of her familiarity with the space.

Mina rolled her eyes, masking her irritation with a smile. Sana, fully aware of Mina's gaze, casually began unpacking the food, placing it neatly on the desk. Once everything was set, she turned to Mina with a polite, albeit insincere, smile. "Would you like to join us for lunch, Miss Myoui?" but deep inside her, praying that Mina will decline her offer, as she look at her, waiting for Mina's answer.

But Mina's smirk, her mind calculating. She wanted to play along with Sana's boldness but decided against it for now. Rising gracefully, she straightened her blazer and looked at Dahyun with a flirtatious smile. "Maybe another time," she said, letting her gaze linger before walking to the door.

Before leaving, Mina turned briefly, locking eyes with Sana once more-a silent declaration of war-before exiting the office.

Sana let out a small scoff, leaning back in her chair. "Why is she always here?" she asked, folding her arms.