"It's a touchy subject for an assistant to touch upon, but it is my business when it impacts your ability to work in the office, Mr. Han. Are you and Miss [y/n] doing well?"
I noticed that I zoned out from my paperwork and looked up at Assistant Kang. She tensed up slightly and cleared her throat.
"I'm doing well Jaehee."
"Sir, you look terrible. Your hair is a mess, your socks don't match, you haven't tied your tie, and your shoes are two different colors. You also have terrible and prominent bags under your eyes. I have been trying to ignore it for the past few weeks but your health is deteriorating at a rapid and alarming rate."
"[y/n] has been displeased with anything I do. I don't know how to make her happy anymore."
"Seeing how you're opening up to me, you must desperate. And the RFA members don't know?"
"No. I would prefer to keep it that way too. Please. I trust you to give me the advice and information I need to get through this."
She sighed and set the files she had on my desk and sat in the chair. She pushed her glasses up by the outside end.
"Sir I think you need to talk to her. Go home for the day and work things out there. I can take care of things here. We can spare one day of being unproductive if it will increase your productivity."
"Alright. Cancel all my afternoon affairs and reschedule as many as possible. Formally apologize to them for me also. If anyone has any questions, tell them to email me. I'll be seeing you around Assistant Kang." I stood up from my chair and pat my legs slightly.
"I'll tend to it, Mr. Han."
I grabbed my jacket and walked out of my office, leaving everything in the hands of Jaehee. I trusted her enough to ease my mind slightly as I had Driver Kim pick me up and get me home quickly. He tilted his head at me as I walked into the building. I sucked my breath in after getting off the elevator, preparing for [y/n]'s cold and stale face.
"Hello, sweetheart. I was awaiting your return." She smiled stalely at me and I set my jacket on the chair.
It seemed that I was only useful to her when she wanted sex or money because those were the only times she warmed up to me.
I sat on the couch in slight relief of my day off when [y/n] climbed into my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my jaw as she swirled her finger around my shoulder.
"Honey, I missed you so much." She purposely let her sweater drop off her shoulder and revealed the clue that she was wearing no bra.
"What is it now?" I asked, still having my guard up despite the moves she made to make me strip.
"I felt so lonely without you. Elizabeth the 3rd was meowing because she missed you also."
I ran my hand under her top and felt her body shiver from the touch of my hands. Her skin felt like silk and I began to kiss her neck.
"I want your body." She mumbled in my ear after I grabbed her bare breasts in my hands.
I stopped and pushed her off my lap and onto the couch.
"Be honest with me. Do you love me?"
"Your money and body."
"So not me."
"No. I only want your body against mine and your credit card in my hand. I don't love you."
I felt my heart crumble in my chest as she began to kiss my neck. She held me captive in between her thighs as we stayed together for different reasons. Whenever we made love, she acted with lust, not passion. I allowed her use of me as I merely obeyed her every command. I handed her any money she desired to indulge herself. I caught her several times sleeping with other men and grabbing other women. I taught myself the routine of waiting until 4 to come home so any male or female she messed around with would be gone. Give her access to money and stripped naked at night. Showers were her favorite time to walk in on me. She claimed my body as hers and I had nothing in return. Only the son she bore for me and ignored after his birth.
We aren't enough for her but we stay for the fear of losing his mother and my wife.
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Mystical Messages | Mystic Messenger (Character x Reader)
Fanfictionin which a popular otome game becomes an important part of many teens lives. "my heartbeat goes up. words cannot express my love for you."