The sight of him is jaw-dropping.

He’s facing the huge windows with his hands resting on his hips.

Does he need to flaunt his body like that?

In front of the window? Are you dead serious?

Oh my. Oh my. He’s facing my direction.

What will I do?

I cover my eyes with folders.

By now, I can tell that he sees me.

“Get dressed, please”

“But my body is perfect. I’m hot”

I don’t answer. A part of me agrees with him.

I can hear his footsteps echoing towards me.

He’s in front of me!

He’s touching my hands. Actually, he’s removing my hands from my face.

I’m flushing bright red. He’ll misunderstand my sudden blushing.

“Sir…sir!”

He bursts out laughing.

“Do you think I’ll undress you or something?”

“N-No! Of course not!”

“Then why are you blushing?”

“Just stop. Here are the documents. Sign it and we’re done.”

I put one folder between us.

I am now staring at his six pack.

He takes a step closer and takes the folder.

He puts it on the desk and places his suit on.

I breathe deeply.

He’s hot—NO.

He looks hot. I mean—forget it.

I clear my throat. “So…”

Why did I say ‘so’?

I have nothing to say.

Think Luhan. Think!

He looks up and the light from the windows shines through his face.

“Are we through?”

“I’m still reading. You should read it all first before signing something”

Of course, I know that.

I know that’s why I signed a contract on the internet without knowing that I have to pay. So I ended up getting a credit card.

Time is ticking. Tik tok tik tok. I’m getting drowsy.

SIGN IT NOOOOOW

I glare at him while he’s still not looking.

He looks up and I give him a wide smile.

He frowns at me then signs.

I know myself. I know my smile is creepy when I force myself

One time, I was at a children’s party… I tried my best to smile to hide how much irritation I was feeling with them. I smiled forcefully. And guess what? They ran away and screamed at the top of their lungs. Maybe I look somewhat like ‘Miranda Sings’. Just search her on YouTube. She rocks!

He hands it back to me then I open another folder.

“Sir, you have an appointment at 2:00 pm with Mr. Kim, 3:00 pm with Mr. Park, 4:00 pm with Ms. Do”

“Hectic. Make adjustments with my schedules or cancel them all”

“Cancel them all?”

“OR”

I see. This is how he works. Will he fire me if I cancel them?

I head back to my desk and make necessary calls. Fine. Meeting every after one hour and thirty minutes.

“Sir, is this OK?” I hand him the schedule.

I know I should read it to him but whatever.

“I won’t be around when the clock hits 5”

“What?!”

“Did I ever mention that you should schedule all for today?”

Oh yeah. You’re great. You’re being a pain in the

I mockingly reach for the door and trip on my foot.

yeah.

I am on his arms now, staring at his gorgeous—at his face… that are inches away from mine.

He pulls me up towards his chest and I smell his effin’ addicting perfume.

“Uhm… would you—“

Sangnamja

“Ms. Lu—“

Impressive guy. Yummy.

“WAKE UP”

His voice is full of authority so my eyes automatically open.

Oh. I can’t believe this. Sucha shameful experience.

“Want to take my suit with you? I enjoy being half-.” He smirks

“What?! NO!”

Then a thought of him being half- appears on my mind.

“Oh ”

I lower my head.

This is not nice of me. He’s still my boss.

But he can’t see what’s on your mind—my sometimes present flirty conscience says

“You wanna be fired, Ms. Lu?” He smirks again

“Sir—Mr. Oh, would you please stop that ty smirking?”

“Strike two”

OK, I didn’t realize that I’, cursing. Damn.

“Sorry”

“Sorry what?”

“Sorry, SIR,” I emphasized.

“Good girl. Now leave”

I forcefully smile at him before turning away.

This is just the beginning of how my life becomes miserable.