"So you're backing out? Really? I thought 'what happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom'?"
Chaeyoung Park quoting President Kim, was on hellfire, confronting the latter.
"Didn't you know how to read? I stated my points clear. I don't want to do anything with you and your company. "
President Jisoo continued shuffling folders above her desk despite the blazing glare of her now ex ..business partner.
But this shit happens twice a month. So,
After shaking her head in disbelief, Chaeng turned her heel to leave knowing goddamn well later that day they're gonna kiss and make-up. It's the routine. Yet she's still putting out an A for effort, chasing.
She couldn't remember having any recent interactions with the CEO. Or had said or done anything that would provoke the President's jealousy or whatever the sourface for. She's certain, it's either or neither of the two.
Their status? Jisoo is complicated.
"Let's end this deal. For good."
Wait. That's new.
Chaeng twirled back, with her sweetest evil smirk. The weight in every word was crystal clear. But still,
"What do you mean, President Kim?"
She replied through gritted teeth, leaning her back against the door, crossed-arms for effect. Which, the President returned with a chilling grave stare.
"I'm done playing with you and your stupid games."
"Oh Thank God, you're gonna take me seriously now."
"I'm serious this time," butted Jisoo through gritted teeth.
"I've been serious from the start."
The air became unbearable to breathe as the intense staring game continues.
"Listen. If you think I'm that dumb to believe your stupid little talks, you might be mistaking me for another person, I am not my cousin."
Chaeyoung sighed, exasperated. Pursed her lips, controlling the proclamation of love that would come gushing out of her mouth filling Jisoo's ego. And both were endless that they never meet.
"Why are you silent? Because I'm right. Right?"
Chaeyoung knew better than to shut her up using her own mouth and rip every goddamn piece covering paradise. It would always end up with no issues solved. Other than their libidos.
"'Guess you would never see me no matter what I do," Chaeng stated with conceded smile, more to herself.
Jisoo dismissed her with rolling eyes, retreating back to work.
"You know I won't stop, right?"
The President is seriously serious. She wants her to stop. And she couldn't see any other way.
"I don't care. I know how desparate you are but I suggest you stop, Lisa might be giving birth by now. It's now probably the right time to retire being the homewrecker that you are."
Chaeyoung became immune to her way of words. At least, that's what Jisoo sees. But whatever hell Jisoo is giving her she would only think of it as an opportunity to prove her otherwise.
Unhealthy. But we always crave for things that are dangerous to our health. Humans.
Chaeng held her head high. She'd been enduring shit before the beginning of this fanfic. What is it that she won't overcome?
She watched Jisoo with intent, thinking of a closing remark, but an urgent knock with an average speed of 45 knocks per second ruined her chain of thoughts. So she opened it, patience not found.
