~ BOOK 2 of Levels of Love ~
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It walks through the crowd below with an easy, almost arrogant, stride, beanie pulled low over its forehead. But not low enough to hide its piercing, cold eyes. I don't know why but my breathing sudd...
Thought this little Easter holiday deserved a somewhat sweet story so I wrote this. It was meant to be short but I kind of wrote more than intended so it's a two part and a past life of Hanbin and Cece's.
It's not related to the current story line. XD
Media, of course...
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Yeah. Geez. :)
Enjoy! xoxo
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PART ONE
"I know what you're up to", Marco says with an angry sneer, "Sleeping with the boss." He's leaning over me, one hand placed on the edge of my desk, the other on the arm of my office chair. I think it's meant to be threatening. I mean, it would be if I couldn't see Hanbin standing just behind him with an expression of absolute murder on his face.
"I'm not sleeping with anyone", I say simply, looking the creep in the eye.
Marco is one of those guys who doesn't take no for an answer but since he's been 'serving the company' for over 10 years management turns a blind eye to just about anything he does. Hanbin's the son of the CEO and started working around the time I did. He really doesn't like bullies.
Marco's expression does a weird 360 and suddenly he's smiling, "I can change that, love."
"No means no, Marco", I sigh and try to swing my chair back around so I can finish the last of my report and head home for the long weekend. "Seriously. I've got stuff to do."
"Yeah. Me."
Real funny guy, I roll my eyes and don't even feel slightly inclined to do anything to him except maybe punch him in his hideously wide mouth.
"Did you not hear CeCe, Marco?" Hanbin suddenly purrs and places a light but threatening hand on his shoulder, "No means no."
Marco flinches at his touch and whirls around, facing Hanbin square on. Angry, withered face against an expression of smooth stone.
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"This is your final warning", Hanbin says coldly, "Stop harassing the staff."
"Awyeah?" Marco says snidely, "What are you gonna do about it exactly? Your daddy's one of my closest friends."
"Undoubtedly", Hanbin doesn't seem fazed about the mention of his dad, "But not even his money will be able to pay for the surgery to reattach your jaw." He leans in closer and hisses, "After I rip it off and shove it up your arse you f$cken creep."
Ah. Whoa. I can only sit there and stare, feeling my eyes widening at Hanbin's threat and my mouth get dry. Marco's got it all wrong; Hanbin and I literally just get along and are work friends. We don't see each other outside those huge, glass doors. No matter how badly I want to, I can't tell him. It's against company policy and he's from a whole different world to me. He's also insanely unpredictable.
