The Billionaire's Secretary || knj

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Your POV

After Namjoon picked me up from my 'temporary' home, we went straight to the venue where the party is going to be held. Its in a very fancy five star hotel that I think is the most famous one here in Seoul and just from looking at it from the outside you'll know that for someone— a middle class person like me, isn't suppose to be there but heck I'm here with my very rich and famous 'temporary' boyfriend.

We've just arrived but we are still in his car at the parking lot. I noticed that he's been too quiet the whole ride and I don't know what's going on in his mind right now, let alone even care. I just want this night to be finish immediately without me embarrassing myself infront of high class people. I'll probably end up in magazine articles if that even happens.

"Hey." I got startled when he suddenly spoke. I looked at him but his eyes was focused infront of the car. Something is really bothering him, and even I can see that.

"Y-Yeah? What's up? Should we go inside?" I asked.

"Nevermind." He answered then immediately opened the car door. I was a bit stunned. I was expecting something but oh well maybe he doesn't want to talk about it and so do I. I clicked my tongue before opening the door on my side.

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We entered the venue and damn its filled with so many people. And by I mean people, I mean very rich, powerful and famous people. I recognized some because they're mostly in business and fashion magazines and also in tv shows.

We, I mean Namjoon have been approached by people the moment we entered the hall. It was overwhelming and I didn't even had the chance to speak up. Of course Namjoon being by my side the whole time is the one answering the question I've been hearing the whole time.

"Are you guys dating?"

"Yes. This is Y/N, my girlfriend." Namjoon answered for me with his most famous dimple smile. And I being useless for the time being, I just smiled at them and shakes their hands. I don't know why I'm getting weird looks from women here though. And I feel like they don't really like me.

"God I'm so hungry." I whined at myself looking for the buffet table. I can't leave the table because Namjoon told me so. Yeah he left me here all by myself so he could mingle with other guests rather than with his girlfriend. What a man.

I rolled my eyes. I couldn't wait any longer. I stood up and went to the buffet table.

I scanned the whole table and I almost drooled because of the different kinds of food that was served infront of me. Oh man, holy shit.

"Hello." A mellow voice said from beside me. My eyes almost popped out of their sockets when I recognized who it was.

"Mrs. Wang." I muttered under my breath. "Hello ma'am." I said and gave a slight bow.

"I think I know you. You're Kim Namjoon's secretary right? Where is he by the way? Oh nevermind that. What brings you here? I don't remember inviting you." She said. I bit my lower lip. Shit.

"Uhm yes. I'm Y/N, Mr. Kim's secretary—"

"And girlfriend. My girlfriend."

I was cut off by someone. And for the nth time, my eyes grew big when I saw him pop up from my side with his arms already wrapped around my waist.

"Oh my Doctor Kim Seokjin, I didn't know you were dating her." Mrs. Wang smiled.

"Yes Mrs. Wang. Now if you excuse us, oh and Mr. Wang is waiting for you." Jin returned a smile.