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I SIGHED OUT LOUD when I realized Jimin had really left me alone in a foreign country.
Not that I was surprised.
Rolling back my shoulders, I glanced around and attempted to spot the check-in desk.
I found it rather quickly, and lucky for me there wasn't a line.
I stepped right up to the counter and smiled at concierge woman who returned the favor.
"Hello miss, how may I help you today?"
"Hi I'm just here to check-in," I answered, adjusting my jacket awkwardly.
"Ok great, can I get a name for the reservation?"
I almost said my name out loud, but then I realized that Jimin was the one who had booked the room.
"Uh Park, Jimin Park,"
She nodded lazily before realizing what I had said.
"Oh Mr. Park?" she seemed surprised, "Are you his wife?"
Her eyes widened and she glanced at my left hand, when she realized I had no ring on, she smiled slightly.
"Uh no, just his secretary," I replied, already not liking the conversation.
She seemed much too happy when I pointed out Jimin and I's strictly business oriented relationship.
"Ah I see," she said, her red lips still pulled up into a small smile.
Her eyebrows furrowed at something on the screen.
"It says here that he booked one room,"
That bastard.
He didn't even bother to get me a room?
Where the fuck am I supposed to sleep?
The buffet?
"With two beds," she finished, glancing up at me distastefully.
Oh that son of a bitch—
I tried to internalize my surprise and anger as best as I could, I didn't want to see this woman continue to smile maniacally.
"Yes that's correct," I fixed my hair, faking confidence.
"Oh ok," her expression turned sour as her eyebrow arched.
She shuffled some papers at her desk and eventually handed me a small booklet.
"Here's your key cards and room number, please don't hesitate to call if you have any problems," she said in an obvious overly fake voice.
"Thank you, have a great day," I matched her sarcasm and walked away.
I quickly realized that I had no idea where I was going, as the lobby as quite expansive and I was still very much alone.
My pace slowed as I tried to scope out where the elevators were located.
Eventually I spotted a sign and an arrow pointing in their direction, so I changed my course and began walking towards them.
On my way there, an expensive looking bar and lounge caught my eye and I slowed down again to observe the design and architecture.
This entire hotel really is magnificent.
My happy thoughts were ruined when I spotted Jimin sitting at the bar, knocking back a shot of tequila.
My mouth opened in shock, surprised that he was drinking so early in the day.
As if he knew I was staring at him, he swiveled in his seat.
I tried to hide behind a nearby plant when I saw him rotating, but apparently I wasn't fast enough.
I heard him laugh and begin walking over to me.
"You can't hide from me kitten," he smirked, stumbling slightly.
"I wasn't hiding, I was enjoying the foliage," I retorted, still crouched next to a potted plant.
"Don't lie to me," his gaze darkened.
I stood up slowly and rolled my eyes, "Anyways, mind telling me why the fuck you only booked one room for us?"
He looked confused for a moment, but his expression quickly changed to his usual smirk.
"Why? Are you afraid you won't be able to resist me?"
I snorted, "You disgust me,"
"I know, it keeps me up at night," he pretended to look saddened and sighed dramatically.
"Ok daytime Emmy can we hurry this up? I don't have all day." I snapped my fingers, eager to take a well earned nap.
"Damn alright woman, don't get your panties in a twist," he huffed.
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Dang it been a while since I last updated,,, please don't kill me lol
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the secretary || park jimin
Fanfiction"I am not sitting in your lap," "I'm the boss of you kitten, not the other way around, so shut up and get your little ass over here." - Kim Seoyeon is the secretary to the notorious Park Taeyeon, uber successful fashion mogul and cutthroat business...