My Cold-Hearted Boss (Chanyeol Fanfic)

Chapter Three

"My Cold-Hearted Boss"

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Haeun's POV

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I can feel Sir Chanyeol playing with my hair at my back and I slowly turned to him...

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The moment I looked at him in the eyes...

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I promise....

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My heart skipped a beat.

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"Ya. What are you doing?" I heard him and I blinked many times. I guess I was daydreaming... Uughh!!!!! Why is he so attractive??!! No no no... Haeun... you can't fall for your boss! No no no..

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"M-Mian... hae..W-Wait.... What are YOU doing?" I asked him and he raised an eyebrow. I flustered and I kept my mouth shut. I GUESS HE'S NOT REALLY PLAYING WITH MY HAIR. MAYBE ITS JUST HIS BREATH.

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But then...

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He poked my cheek and his face was inches from mine. I THINK MY CHEEKS ARE BURNING RIGHT NOW. -/////-

I-I can't take this anymore so... I fainted.

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Chanyeol's POV

She fainted.... Huh.. I don't understand this woman.

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I stood up looking at her. I didn't do anything. I won't call the butlers to take her to the clinic. Why should I?

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I stared at her for a moment. Her hair was scattered on her face. I slowly took the strands of hair covering her face to the side and I saw her pretty and innocent face... She looks cute when she's unconscious. But... definitely not my type. The woman that cried earlier was more beautiful than this girl. But this one's more tough. Hmm...