Our dark fated love | jungkook ff

Pleasure is mine | 2

I put on my game face, slightly raising my eyebrow as I stare at him.
"Mr Jeon."
He snaps out of his stare, still smirking as he meets my eye.
"Yes?"
"Where shall I sit?"
He looks amused at what I've just said, I look at him in confusion.
"My lap."
I lightly cough, looking away.
"I'm joking with you Miss y/n, that isn't professional. But I wouldn't mind."
He points to a desk at one end of the room, he spins his chair, sitting down on it as he rests him arm on the desk, his finger above his lip as he rests his head on his hand. He watches me as I confidently walk to my new desk, sitting down on the chair. I open my folder and read through the paper, a stare seeps through my body, I look up to See Jungkook looking at me, like I'm meat to a lion.
"A problem?"
I ask as he doesn't look away, just continues to stare at me.
"Quite an outfit."
I look back at my paperwork, flipping through pages.
"Just wanted to make a good first impression."
I say, without making eye contact.
He groans as he stands up, he walks over to my desk and leans his hands onto it, our faces now close as I look up.
"My favourite first impression."
I raise my eyebrow at him.
"Oh really now Mr Jeon?"
I smirk.
"Certainly."
He replies, pleased.
"Well Mr Jeon, you must excuse me for a moment."
I slowly stand up,not breaking the eye contact. I sway my hips as I walk out of his office as I take the lift down to the first floor.

~ding~

I look at my phone to see a text from an unknown number.

Y/n
Who's this?

Unknown
It's Jungkook.

Read.

I let out a quiet laugh at his pathetic text.

Y/n
What teasing? And how'd you get my number?

Mr Boss man
Your clothes and your actions. It's on your resumé.

Y/n
I Don't know what you mean Mr Jeon.

I turn my phone off and walk into the room that has 'work folders' on the front, I find a box under my name and open it, revealing some sheets of paper that I need to fill out.
I hold them in my hand as I make my way up to the 50th floor, I roll my eyes as I walk back into Jungkook's office, he sits at his desk staring at his computer with his hand on the mouse.
" This is for you."
I put a letter on his desk that I found inbetween my papers.
He snaps his focus to me and takes the paper to read it.
"Thank you."
He stares at the letter as he opens it, I walk back over to my desk.

~1 hours later~

"I'm bored."
Jungkook spins on his chair, I twirl my pen on the table as I look at him.
"Then do something."
I say bluntly as he turns to face me.
"Come here."
He signals me to walk over to him with his finger. I stand up and stand infront of his desk. He stands up sighing and walks round his desk to stand infront of me. He walks closer to me making me lean back on his desk, resting my hands on the edge.
"Y/n, this is a very serious business that my father has passed down to me."
I stare at him, unamused.
"I know."
He leans onto the desk, resting his hand next to mine, our bodies slightly touching. He moves his head to my neck, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine.
"Mr Jeo-."
"Y/n, I am very fond of you at the moment, even though we have just met. You've made me want you."
I startle at his words, my face feels hot, his breath mixing with my cold skin as he breathes onto my neck.
"Pleasure is mine."
He turns his head to face me, ours now very close as I look him in the eye.
"Mr Jeon."