The Not so Ugly Duckling

The Not so Ugly Duckling

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Youngjae didn't understand why Himchan hyung had forced him to dress like a piece of trash when he went to work. But Himchan kept repeating the words that it was for Youngjae's own good to look like a bloated platypus. Youngjae had thought that was complete and utter bull until he met CEO Daehyun Jung. Prince of Jung Corporations. A business genius at the young age of 27 with a handsome face and copious amounts of charisma that would put a Kpop idol to shame. The only downside was his habit of sleeping around with any pretty man or woman he could get his hands on and Youngjae was about to find out about that habit first hand, despite Himchan's defense system. --------------------------- "Youngjae quickly spotted himself in one of the extremely well polished windows and grimaced at his appearance. He looked like a potato...not even the nice ones that become french fries. No, he was like the spud that got left behind. His hair was all out of sorts, as if he was attacked by a band of ravage squirrels, large thick glasses covered his doe eyes (though the lenses were not prescription), and he looked like he threw on a Hefty trash bag over his frame. Never in his right mind would he willingly dress like this, but he had to. If he wanted the job anyways. Himchan had one condition of bringing Youngjae into company. An odd condition, but one in which Youngjae had to comply nonetheless." --------------------- This a story that I've posted on asianfanfic under the same name, but I thought it would be good to spread the love! Also if you want to read the spanish version, check out marybabybrainbox! She is kindly translating for all the lovely spanish speakers out there! https://www.wattpad.com/story/136829915-the-not-so-ugly-duckling
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