He studied my terrified face with a malevolent glint in his eyes and a wicked smile on his face. He stepped inside the elevator, pressing the button to his floor. "Why so serious, Hana?" Jimin questioned. "Can't run away now, can you?" - To work for Muse cosmetics was a dream for many but to work for the CEO himself was a nightmare. Unable to handle the workload and Jimin's cranky ways, twelve secretaries had already resigned. And then, came the thirteenth. Unlucky but perfect. In more ways than one.