New job, New boss.
Yeosang's taste in men isn't always wholesome - But the handsome man he meets makes him rethink, And the boundary between the boss and his secretary slowly leads to something more.
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"I'm really honored to attend this small meeting with you today," yunho smiles at the older in front of him as he folds his hands together, - heart beating rapidly in his chest as if it would explode. "I have been hearing a lot about you lately, And how of a successful businessman you have become, Friend."
"That's great to hear," with a smile as sweet as cotton-candy and a ton as deep as a lion's roar, Seonghwa dives a hand through his black locks, Letting them fall onto his forehead and throwing his head back as he nodded smugly.
Getting invited to tons of meetings, Owning such a successful company and having told by hundreds of people that he's the embodiment of an angel - Were all the reasons and plausible ways to brag about himself.
Specifically his affluence.
"By the way, when did you get your new secretary? He seems decent."
"Just a few days ago,"
Not two seconds pass and the door to the office opens, Comes in yeosang with a bunch of papers in hands - One of them individually as he walks towards the older male, Stopping with the proper proximity between the two of them.
"Here are the duties for today, Sir," Yeosang says - Extending his arm towards the older man, Catching Yunho off guard as he realizes seonghwa's secretary is one beautiful man. There was something that slightly intrigued him into getting to know the younger - Whether the spark in the his eyes when he spoke, Or the way he seemed so eloquent while talking.
"As you see, I'm having an encounter, Come back later."
Obedient - That's what Yeosang was. If asked to do something, He'd do it straight away if it's appropriate, - But the tone the older had used on him was harsh and sour, Causing his body to react in a stiff way.
"But, Sir, I-"
"You what?" Seonghwa interjected with a roll of eyes - Turning his swivel chair to look at the younger male. "Get out, And don't come out of your room until i say so."
Yeosang slowly started to tear up, But before he started to cry - He quickly shook his head and inhaled a deep breath, Mumbling a quiet 'Yes, Sir' before walking out the office and leaving the two older males to interact.
"That was a bit harsh, Seonghwa." Yunho says, Voice thick and full of worry. "He was just trying to help."
"I know," Seonghwa sighs, His eyes remaining cold as ice. "But that's the only way i can have him wrapped around my finger."
