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Mask by YUiKi

Mask by YUiKi

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Aug 15, 2025
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Fiction
Romance
Deciding your path if you'd want to be a secretary while being an assassin wasn't a really tough choice...what I meant by wasn't really tough was that you put "I am really good at making coffee and thats all." on a letter to the CEO. The interview begins with you making it in, yet you wonder why the CEO wasn't in his office to interview everyone and even doesn't show his face to anyone. This certain CEO has you pondering what is his true identity? About Mask: This is not my first story, I just never got the chance to upload on wattpad before...hope you like this BL story I wrote. I purposely made both to have masks, Sei with a red, white and black one and Tsukiya with a blue, white and black one. I did it because its to show that even though they're the opposites, they can always match eachother because 'opposites attract'. Mask will upload once a week on Wednesdays, because I am lazy (I am lazy = bigger chance of a double or triple upload or nothing.) - YUiKi
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"Oh, you're using sir now? How polite of you. Did a fairy bite you overnight?" She didn't even blink. "No, but apparently I needed to remind myself how to behave in the presence of egotistical bosses." I smirked again. Fire. Always fire with this girl. "You call that a reminder? You stormed into my cabin like it's a wrestling ring." Her eyes blazed like I'd challenged her to a duel. "Because that's what this job feels like lately. Wrestling with my sanity." "Then maybe you should quit before you embarrass yourself." "Oh no, sir. Quitting is for the weak. I stay. I slay. And I collect pay." That caught me off guard. I let out a short laugh genuine, rare. "Is that a quote from your diary or from others' dairy?" She rolled her eyes but didn't budge. "You think this is funny? Humiliating me every second day? Whispering threats in an elevator like we're in some psychological thriller?" I stepped closer, voice dropping. "You think I care about you or what you think?" Silence. "You wore the other perfume today." "Oh, you noticed." "You have nothing to notice." The air shifted-tense, dense. Even my breath slowed. "Sorry, I didn't know your nose was on the board of directors." I stepped even closer, locking eyes with her. "Careful, Mannat. You're in my territory now." But she didn't even flinch. Just whispered with deadly precision "And you're in mine, every time you talk like that."

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