Jungshin sighed heavily before putting the camera down.
"Guys, give me something to work with." He said, disappointed. Leanne can't actually remember how Jungshin have repeatedly said those words to them, she actually lost count. But if anything that's obvious, Jungshin was not in a good mood right now.
He looked at her. "A, you're too stiff." He added seriously. "This isn't a robot animation. I want soft. Smooth. I want to see affection and love. I want you two to love the car. Come on, work with me here!"
Leanne flinched when he suddenly raised his voice to them. Okay . . . So he's not so scared of Wonwoo, is he?
Jungshin shut his eyes and rubbed his forehead. I heard he has a temper, especially on those failed models. Well, that doesn't sound so good to her.
"We'll take a break and come back after fifteen." He then said. "You're all wasting my time. Be sure you are prepared to give me what I want when you come back." He dismissed. He stood up and left with her camera.
Then she turned to Wonwoo who was relaxingly seated at the hood of the car. Damn! He looked so great in those black shirt and beige trousers, with his tousled, sexy, bad ass hair.
"What?" He squinted between the hairs that fell from his head covering his brows to look at her.
Leanne's eyes narrowed on him. "Why didn't you tell me that you're part of this photoshoot?!"
"Was it necessary?" He said lazily. He looked up and closed his eyes as he leaned broadly back against the car.
Damn this man. 'Was it necessary?!' Of course it was! If only she knew, then—
"I told you to back out, didn't I?"
"Yes! But you forgot to mention about this little fact!" Leanne can't help but to raise her voice. She's feeling so damn mad and frustrated! Why the contract didn't state that he's also part of this shoot? That was a very important detail they had simply ignored to tell her.
"I don't see why I had to tell you." He silkily countered. "Besides, why do you think I kept emphasizing about—"
"Stop!" She cut violently. Not that 'attraction' thing again! She swear she going to break his arms if he keeps on bringing that up.
He smirked with his eyes still closed. "I hate to tell you this but, I told you so."
Urgh! This man is so infuriating! He's making her crazy! She knows why he's outrageously flirting with her, and she can't believe him doing it in front of many people! The nerve of this man! He was humiliating her!
"It's funny." He suddenly said. "I can feel you glaring at me."
She held her breath and counted to three, or else, she might just throw her heels on him. "I know exactly what you're doing, Wonwoo."
His eyes slatted open straight at her, his mouth twisted into a sultry smile that hid a mystery. "And pray tell what is it?"
"That you are deliberately trying to scare me away." She answered bravely. She hitched up her chin to show him that she was not a bit terrified and not likely to go away whatever he intend to wish. "Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you, Wonwoo, but I'm not afraid of you."
Wonwoo's smile widened more, amusement dancing in his dark eyes.
Oh no. She's not going to buy that smile. She stuck on her wits and focused on what this evil man was trying to do. He's blind-siding her again with his charm, like what he did during the whole shoot and inside the elevator the other day. Good thing that she wasn't born to be a violent person.

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Book 2: The Seventeen Heirs Series; Jeon Wonwoo (SEVENTEEN FANFIC)
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