seducing pink princess || Kim Seok Jin||

We Don't Talk Anymore

All his effort gone into waste as he saw Yndi dragging her luggages out of their room. He tried to apologise and explain to the best of his pink ability but it didn't work.

She filed a vacation leave for one week that made the situation even worse. Jin seemed lost and restless after the three days of her absence.

His work was a mess, Jiwon his new secretary wasn't even helping. She kept on coming back in his office and asked him with even small issues that he didn't think ever existed  because usually Yndi take good care of it before it can reach his knowing.

"What again!" Jiwon halted behind the door before she can enter. Jin was talking to his phone literally shouting at whoever he was talking on the other end of the line.

She waited atleast five minutes for him to finish his call and counted up to fifty praying and calling forth the god of confidence to bestow her some courage in approaching her grumpy boss.  "S-sir, M-mr. Kim asked for you?" Her stammering voice betrayed  her composed mask.

"Oh God not today!" He groaned inwardly nodding a little but not looking at her. "Tell him I'll be there in twenty" he answered frowning still busy on his phone.

"B-but sir..., "

"Are you deaf? I said twenty minutes" he spoke on his coldest voice that made Jiwon shake in fear. That tone only means one thing, he's lost his temper and will erupt for sure.

He was always this grumpy and difficult to deal since his personal secretary and wife gone missing,  from his life at least.

He tried to contact her but she never answered, not even once. He asked help from Jhope, Yndi's friend but he's lost about the whole thing too. He also tried talking to jungkook but the latter didn't bother to answer him properly.

*knock *knock

He lazily flipped his knuckle against the door making a low sound.

"Come in" he still felt nervous hearing his grandfather's voice but he was too occupied to even care. Mr. Kim was on his late 70's but still his well built body made him look younger.

"You're late" he cleared his throat and folded his eyeglasses in his hands. "Sit down young man" the older motioned and he lazily oblige muttering a low "thank you"

His shoulders hang low sitting on the chair opposite his grandfather's waiting for him to talk what he called for.

"So, how was work kim seok jin?" The old man's tormenting gaze made him feel uncomfortable.

"Fine sir!" He glance at him quickly only to see his grandfather's penetrating gaze.

"Do you want to have a break?" His words made him sit straight on his chair. He couldn't believe his strict,  workaholic and time conscious grand father will offer him such a thing.

"I am busy sir" he spoke trying his best to chanel his sincerity in his words. 'May be he's just testing me, this old cunning man' he tried not to wince in front of him.

He didn't spoke for a second cocking his eyebrow while studying his grandson's face. "Ow, that's new but I want you to take a break anyway, I don't know if something is bothering you or you're sick but I don't want your personal issues affecting your work"

'Knew it, he's more worried for his company' the thought painted a bitter smile on his lips. "I  am sorry sir, I'll work hard this time" he stood up feeling his chest burning up again. He bowed and leave without waiting for his grandfather's  dismissal.

His shoulders stiffened, his hands forming into a tight fist. 'To hell with his company, aish!' he bit his lips preventing himself from screaming. He want to punch random people who'll cross his path right now.

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"Hey Peppy, good to finally caught you!" Namjoon peered at him glancing at the cctv above them, they were alone inside the elevator.

He reached for his hands squeezing them catching his attention. His breathe hitched glancing back. "Namjoon'ssi not here please" he pulled his hands to his dismay.

"Come on, they are busy upstairs they can't be checking the footages." he cupped his face, his other hand yanked on the wall beside his face.

Jin was lost in the moment. His stressed mind can't seem to function well allowing the other guy's lips to land on his. They kiss tasting each other's taste, touching and feeling everywhere.

"Yndi please!" Namjoon froze hearing the name he whispered, totally peeling himself away from him.

"What did you say?"

"What?, why? What did I say?" His brows creased.

"Are you cheating me?" His voice raised.

"W-what?, n-no! Of course not!" Namjoon looked unconvinced looking at his panicking eyes. "I'm just stressed coz Yndi took her leave and... and you know work..yeah that's it."

"Please be honest with me Peppy, do you like Yndi?" He sighed.

"It's not what you thin..." He stopped himself from explaining after the elevator door opened on his work floor. "I need to go" he breathe slowly avoiding the stares of people who are waiting outside the lift.

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He tried his best to avoid Namjoon after that incident until he decided to go home. Well, he felt awkward of course and he was not ready to answer his questions honestly. He took his black suit hanging on the rack when he saw a small note inside the pocket.

Seokjin'ssi,

        Come to Namlee beach resort for an important business, urgent.

                                          ~the president

       
He was annoyed after reading that note. He wear his suit harshly and went down on the parking lot. "Where the fuck on earth, Namlee bitch resort is?" He key that certain name in the car's navigation and pretty cool ,the address showed.

It was almost dusk when he arrived. The blinking blue signage stood high in the entrance, there was a garden in the left side while the freshly trimmed wide lawn lies on the right. Cute cottages surrounded the area, not really a cottage but cushioned seats with two small pillows but it has roof that made it look like a tiny house.

At the end of the pathway, the main building towered, it looked like a castle base on its pointed roofing   "Mr. Kim?" He was surprised but nod as the receptionist handed him the keys already.

"I have a meeting in here, which hall do i need to go?" He asked worriedly, if there is a business meeting, mostly the staffs are busy and all but he couldn't see any. Maybe they're in the function hall already.

"Pardon sir?"

"I have a meeting? Here?" He's losing his patience tapping the counter table.

"Ow, I'm sorry sir but our record shows no function meeting for the next two days and that you are booked in room 369 until saturday.

"what?, nevermind" he took the elevator and tapped the button to his floor.

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"Agasshi, maybe you drink too much!" The bartender tried to stop her but she made him stop swallowing her  fifth glass of martini.

"Yah, I don't want wasting my money. I paid for this so fuck off" her face was all red due to the alcohol.

The poor guy closed his mouth but still spare her worried glances occasionally.

She was all tipsy after finishing her drink but she stood woobly gathering her purse and her phone.

The bartender immediately came to her side and help her. "Yah, if you try to harm me, I will beat the shit out of you" she said sleepily.

"Don't worry ma'am, I cared for my job, nothing more" he smile a little. He lead her up to her room.

"Yah, Kim Yndi jugulae?" A loud voice came booming behind their back and before they can react a fist landed on the guy's pretty face.

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