The Billionaire's Secretary || knj

7

The ticking of a clock and the continous tapping of a finger against a table was the only things could be heard inside the room. You can't help but feel more tense than you were now.

The man beside you also kept on looking on his watch with brows almost knotted together. You flipped another page of the contract you were holding but can't seem to focus on the words that were written in there. You glanced at your boss that was sitting casually on his swivel chair.

"It's okay you can take your time." He said taking a sip on his coffee. You forced to swallow a big lump on your throat that seemed to be blocking your air way.

"About the rules.." You muttered. You read the rules that was written on the sheet of paper you were holding.

It states that you were not allowed to be seen nor to be dating any other men. Same goes with Namjoon. You will be exclusively dating him so you have to be with him in every occasions deemed necessary. You will be presented as his significant other to the public.

You were not allowed to do anything scandalous, involve in any arguement and embarassment or any act that could be determined to both parties' reputation and terms of the agreement.

Furthermore, the agreement was strictly confidential. It was legally binding and enforceable by law. Any breach on your part would cancel the whole agreement. You would be obligated to return all considerations you received and shoulder all the expenses necessart to terminate the contract.

There's no way in hell I'll do anything stupid. I wouldn't want my family to be involved in my mess. I don't want to add any more problems to them. You thought.

Last rule was particularly about not falling in love with each other. You scoffed. As if you would.

It was stated that you both agreed to not fall in love or to have any emotional attachment with each other until the end of contract.

You thought to yourself. What about Namjoon? How can he stop himself not to fuck? Being celibate for a year? Namjoon can't do that. You clearly saw how he was with Mrs. Wang that night. He also has needs.

"Uhm.. About the rule here.. Can you do it?" You asked the blonde man infront of you who was playing with his pen. You flinched when he accidentally snapped the pen into with just a touch. So the rumors were true. The God of Destruction is a man. A fucking sexy man.

"Oops— uhh.. Yeah of course I could do it. How hard could it be? How about you?" You almost laughed at his question.

"Well duh? After what Jin did to me, I don't think I could ever fall in love again."

"Same here. I really don't know what that bitch did to me but I want to move on. I don't want her to continue pulling me down to hell." A playful smirk formed on his lips.

"So that settles then.." You muttered under your breath, signing the papers and giving it to the lawyer. A sigh of relief escaped the old man's mouth upon receiving the signed papers. He puts it in a brief case then giving you a paper cheque.

Your eyes grew big seeing the amount written on the piece of paper that was in your hands.

"Oh shit is this real?" You accidentally stated hence covering your mouth because of the shock. You can see the lawyer flinched, raising his eyebrow.

"Of course Ms. Y/N you can either exchange that into cash or deposite it in a bank." He said making you feel giddy all of a sudden.

Namjoon nodded at the man then he exits, leaving you alone with your boyfriend for a year. He loosened his tie then cleared his throat.

"So.. Any questions about the contract?" He asked. You nodded.

"There are some.. questions I would like to ask." You wiped your sweaty hands on your skirt somewhat uncomfortable asking the question on your mind.

"Go on." He nodded at you, gesturing you to speak your mind.

"About us being a couple for a year. How far are we going as couples? I mean, like being intimate with each other." You said, biting your lower lip.

"Hmm.. Maybe holding hands, kissing or any other couples would do." He could see that you were very uncomfortable with being intimate. He sighed. "But I won't do anything you won't like or not comfortable with. I won't even dare. It not like you are my type or anything."

You sighed with relief, it made you relax a little.

"Same here. You're not really my type. You're too.." You looked at him from head to toe. "... too powerful and high for someone like me."

He nodded, also scanning you from top down. Namjoon knew you were pretty but too conservative and prim for him.

"But we have to act, Y/N. We have to be like friends or closer."

"I'm not really good at acting." You confessed.

"Me neither. But we have to try. We can atleast be like bestfriends if we want to pull this off. We have to know each other. Our personalities, traits hobbies, our likes and dislikes."

"How do we do that?"

"We can spend time together, talking about ourselves. Like what lovers do from the start. Think about how you met your ex before you were a thing, you know." He raked his hair back. You gulped. Shit I'll be dating this person with god-like features.

"I'll try." You choked.

"Don't try, do it. I want to get my money's worth, Y/N." He smiled.

You nodded and smiled sweetly at him before turning your attention back at the cheque you were holding.

Sitting back, he raked his hair back with a smirk forming on his lips.

"Damn, you're so expensive, Y/N"

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A/n: next chapter is gotta be your first day as a billionaire's girlfriend!! How hard could it be??