🖤 The Devil CEO

🖤 The Devil CEO

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WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione mar, mar 3, 2026
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The First Clash The entire office floor went silent the moment he stepped out of the elevator. Black suit. Cold eyes. Dominating aura. Jungkook. The CEO. The man people feared more than respected. His shoes echoed against the marble floor as employees lowered their heads. No one dared to breathe loudly when he was around. Except one girl. Inaya Noor She was standing near the conference room, holding a file against her chest. Simple white kurti, minimal makeup, calm but confident eyes. She didn't look down. And that... caught his attention. Jungkook stopped walking. His sharp gaze moved towards her. His sharp gaze moved towards her. His sharp gaze moved towards her. "Tum nayi ho?" His voice was deep. Dangerous. Inaya met his eyes without hesitation. "Ji. Three months ho gaye." No fear. No stammering. His jaw tightened slightly. "Then you should know... jab main walk karta hoon, log side ho jaate hain." She blinked once. Calm. "Sir, main conference room ke bahar khadi hoon. Raasta block nahi kiya." A few employees gasped softly. No one talked to him like that. Jungkook stepped closer. Too close...... "Tumhe lagta hai tum mujhe answer kar sakti ho?" Inaya's heart was beating fast. But her voice didn't shake. "Main sirf sach bol rahi hoon." For a second... something unfamiliar flickered in his eyes. Anger? Interest? Obsession? He leaned down slightly. "Sambhal ke rehna, Miss Inaya. Mujhe attitude pasand nahi." She held her file tighter. "Sir, mujhe disrespect pasand nahi." Silence. The tension between them was suffocating. And for the first time in years... Jungkook felt challenged. He straightened his coat. "Let's see kitne din tikti ho." As he walked away, Inaya finally exhaled. But she didn't know... That she had just become the center of attention of the most dangerous man in the city. And Jungkook never let go of what caught his interest. Never.
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