I haven't seen Kim Jongin this morning.
I must say that it suits me better that way after dreaming him all over me in the back of his limousine. 
The idea of seeing him todays worries me slightly.

I'am finding it difficult to concentrate!

Suddenly somebody knocks on my office door and the secretary walks in.

I can hardly seen her eyes so much the pile of files she's carrying in front of her is huge.

She drops the documents onto my desk, panting.

"Mr. Kim wish for me to bring you this files."

"Errr..... thank you."

"Okay, good bye."

She leaves as quickly as she came in. Leaving me alone with a mound of paper work before me.

A few sheet of paper threaten to slip and make a whole pile fall.

Great naeun, great!

Lets start from the top! I take the first file on the pile.
What an idea! The files are now slipping, one after the other, as if magnetised on either side.

The pyramid collapses in seconds!!!

"Oh no..no..no..noo!!"

I make a desperate attempt to catch what's left of the pile before it falls, but it's no use! 
You can't beat a power of gravity!

Oh !

Honestly, if there's a blunder to be mad,it's generaly me that does it!

I kneel down, as i pick it all up. It's gonna take as much time to tidy as it will to read!
This ... Here i'am on all fours, picking up a pile of scattered documents.

Glancing through, i realise that they're a paper records of all the action undertaken by the company abroad.

Current action... Different projects... Partners...

Kim Jongin must be wants me to archieve all this in order to classify things or perhaps contact a partner.

Suddenly, the door opens behind me. I swear if that secretary makes one remark,i'll untidy her blow-dried hair!

With my wrist i brush a strand of hair behind my ears, turning my head towards the door. I restrain from saying something unpleasant!

But two brown eyes are looking at me,astounded shutting up any desire of rebellion. 

"Oh! Mr. Kim!"

I realise i'am showing him my behind. Something a little less professional comes to my mind. Shall we talk about my dream?

I stand clumsily, putting the creased paperwork onto my desk and tidying my skirt up. 

Mr. Kim walk towards me looking at the scattered documents on the ground.

I rather not talk. The situation is ridiculous enough as it is without me adding to it with some silly remarks.

"I'll comeback later." He said.

"No, no! It's fine, tell me."

I casualy push a piece of paper that had slided in under my heels and look at him innocently.

"I wanted to see how you were getting on with the....documents."

"Well, do you really want me to read it all?"

I stare in desperation at the quantity of the file.

"If you're to work withe me, you need to know my company's action inside out."

"I...i understand."

"I'll be out all day,see you soon, Miss Son."

He smiles and turn, and walk away.

As he close the door behind him. I stand there dumbfounded. Classify it all ? Remember it all? What does he takes me for? An Encyclopedia? 
Does he know i have a memory of a goldfish?
Obviously not, otherwise he wouldn't hire me, right! And while on the subject, why did he hired me???
I still don't know...

I miss my colleagues... i could definitely do with some cheering.

 

 

                                                       ***

 

                  The day is over. As i walked out of the building, i see Sehun, Hyuna and even Kyungsoo who is standing a little further back,on the phone.

I walk ahead to them. "What are you all still doing here? Is something going on?"

"Well,you didn't know?" Said Sehun.

"No...? Should i remind you that i locked up all day at the top of that golden tower?"

"Apparently we're gonna celebrate someone's new job." Hyuna answer my question.

Sehun and Hyuna are starring at me, all smiles. All at once, my hearts lightens! My friends have thoughts about me! They're so sweet!

"Really?? Tonight??" I asked disbelieved.

"Yes, you didn't think we'd let an occasion to party pass by, did you?" Said Sehun.

"I don't know... i was worried you were mad.."

"Why should i be mad?it's not because you are in another office that i'am not gonna come and tell you my rotten jokes! You don't get rid of me that easily babe." Sehun said.

I can't help but rush up to them and kiss each one of them in turn! 

I sniff softly and look towards kyungsoo,who's still on the phone. The conversation is visibly animated.

"Is Kyungsoo coming too?"

"Yeah, he's just sorting something out with Sojin. Apparently,she's doing his head in on the venue he's chosen for their next concert." Said Sehun.

It's not that i'am very fond of Kyungsoo but this sojin really seems to be a pest...

"Ok! I have a pretty dress for you. We'll go and get changed while Sehum get a cab."

Because i like surprise, i just nod without further more..

"Did you bring any shoes to go with the dress?" I said to Hyuna 

"Sweetie, i have everything you need."

Hyuna puts a hand on her hip and act like a fashion queen. I laugh at her impersonation of fashionista.

"So, how about you two princesses go and get ready while i call your carriage?" Sehun interupted us.

"Are you staying like that?" I said to Sehun

"Well..., i thought of wearing a little dress to highlight my but i forgot to wax my legs so....." 

I give Sehun a nudge while he laughs like an idiots.

Hyuna and i go back to the buildings and change in the toilet.

After leaving our office premises, my friends took me to a pleasant spanish tapas where we had a great fun.

But the evening didn't stop there, we then went to The Edge where hyuna reminded us what we were her for, to "have a ball"!! 

Sehun and Kyungso already gone to have a drink while Hyuna and I talk comfortably in our seat.

"So, how is it going to Mr. Intense?" Asked Hyuna

That how Hyuna and I call Kim Jongin.

"I don't know,for the moment i found him difficult to figure."

"It's normal, you need time to settle in!"

"Yes, that's what i tell myself.. to tell you the truth, i don't trust him."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know...,i don't think he's sincere. It remains to be seen but i don't think he's anything more than billionaire that's obsessed with bussiness and beautiful woman and cars."

"I tell you what, just make the most of working by his side to learn. Without asking yourself too many question, we only life once! ." Said hyuna.

"You're right,hyuna."

"Sall we dance?" She offer me while wink her eye.

"Go on then!"

"Oh.. there is a dark-haired hunk over there." She nudge my arm.

"Really??"

"Yeahh... Italian style."

"I thought we were celebrating my new job.. not chasing..."

"You should always mix bussines with pleasure..."

We both burst out laughing , making our way to the dance floor.

While Hyuna swing to the rythm of music, i see Yixing walk into the club.

I point it out to Hyuna and she's surprised.
"Oh yeah, he said he'd come by!"

Unbelievable! My manager... well former manager coming here for me.
I walk toward Yixing to say hi.

"Yixing,thank you for coming!"

He gives me a seductive smiles.

"I didn't want to miss out on the fun! So, how is your new job going?"

"Well...but i missed the team." I sigh.

"It's an incredible opportunity, naeun. You'll see you're gonna move up quickly. I'am not worried about you!"

Yixing has always had a watchful eyes. Even if Sehun keep repeating he is not kind for free.
I'am not stupid. I can see through Yixing game but i've never let him play it with me.

 

 

                                                  ***

 

 

                  This morning i wake up with head full of last night pictures. We finished around 2 o'clock, chatting in the club parking lot with Hyuna and Sehun.
Kyungsoo left early. Apprently, Sojin wouldn't let it go.

Kim Jongin asked me to call one of our partner's on an urgent matter. As the conversation ends, knock heard on the door.
I quickly get up to open the door.

Sehun is proudly standing in the doorway carrying two drinks.

"Hey.. is this Mister Kim jongin's assistant's office?" He said jokingly.

"No, it's a little further down. But you can leave the drink with me." I

"Oh...laa.laa..." he widened his eyes and mouth pretending to be shock.

Sehun whistle as he takes a look around. His head moving from left to right while his eye examine the room details.

"Very chic! And say you've got a cute secretary!" 

"Are you serious, hun?"

"Yeah.. if you like the dominant, cold and ruthless type..." 

We both burst into laughter while taking a sip of the drink.

"Thank you for yesterday Sehun. I can't tell you how much i apprecited it!" I sincerely said.

"Yeah, we should do that more often..so, where's the great manitou?" 

"What? Does it excite you to see what he's look a like? I .

"So much.. so much ! Multi-billionaire CEO have always had an effect on me! I've tried a group therapy but it's not use. I'am real a little slu..." i give him a nudge to stop him for going on. He laugh and leave the room after waving his hand to me.

And suddenly i got an e-mail from Kim Jongin.

 

From : Kim Jongin
To : Assistant Son Naeun
Subject : are you ready ?

Are you ready for tonight ?? 

 

 

Tonight? What happens tonight?

 

 

From : assistant Son Naeun
To : Kim Jongin
Subject : tonight?

Tonight? 

 

 

From : Kim Jongin
To : Son Naeun
Subject : Yes !! Tonight!

Yes, tonight the charity ball
You should receive the parcel around this time.

 

 

Right after i finished read his last sentence there is a knock on my door and the secretary walk in while holding a box and handing it to me. She leave the door immediately after i said thank you without her answer me. How rude!

And my attention back to the box she gave me. 
Is this a parcel Mr. Kim talking about earlier?

I open the box and and shock by the parcel. It's a super luxury-beautiful-elegant Valentino dress. 

Is this for me? Did Mr. Kim order me to wear this dress?

And i see there's a pink note inside the parcel said : beautiful dress for beautiful woman to beautiful event.

Is he teasing me? This dress super beautiful but not so me, i didn't even dare to know the price yet maybe my two years salary not much enough to buy this dress. But this is an order from my Boss.

 

 

                                                     ***

 

 

                    Tonight Lee Taemin pick me up to the gala's. He's waiting for me leaning at the limousine door. Looking different. He wore a suit and style his hair back. I stunned for a bit and get a grip myself  before he realise my presence.

"Woww, you look...beautiful, Miss Son." He smiled and was about to open my door, did i see wrong? He's blushing!

"Thank you Mr. Lee,  you too." I step on the limousine and drive away to the gala. 

Taemin drove in a silent while glance at me at rear mirror in secret. But i decided to say nothing because i was nervous thinking about the gala.

We arrived at the place and i walked in to the inside looking around. 
This is my first time to attend an event like this. This all scream luxury for charity ball.
I feel small here...

My eyes wandering around until i spot Kim Jongin in the podium looking extreamely dashing and didn't leave his y aura. When our eyes met i felt like an electric shock passing through my body. My body tense and feel hot suddenly.
Is it just me or did he strectch his lips a bit and looking at me with glimmery eyes..

And he start his speech.
"Thank you all for coming. This event like every year ia very important to our fondation. Each one of you, in your own way helps, make the world a more welcoming place, sweeter, more pleasant, for every child on earth. Thanks to your donations, several African families have at last been given access to drinking water, to health care, to education. My company is pursuing its research and deploying infrastructure all over the world to improves people's lives. We don't try to force our methodes onto them but we train the populations concerned to use our equipment. So they gain independence.  That's why i invite you my friends to show your generousity towards our foundation and support our action in the long term. Thank you all for your attention." 

He give me the last glare and leave the podium under audience applause. 
I want to reach him but a group of several executive monopolize him. I discourage and turn around to find the foods.

Woww, i couldn't help but feel proud and amazed with the food i suggested, and they arrange it perfectly. I took my phone on my purse and take a picture of the foods, they maybe think i'am a weirdo but who cares, i will not attend this kind of event anymore so they wouldn't have a chance to see me again.

"Ehem... miss Son?" 

I turned around to see those brown eyes.

"Oh, good evening sir." I quickly putting back my phone into my purse.

"Thank you for coming." He said looking straight into my eyes. I couldn't hide my heat body temperature. His shirt fit his sculpted body. I can't help to imagining my hand treasure all over his body, uh!

"Thank you for inviting me and thank you for.... the dress." I just realise i hadn't thanks him after receiving the dress.

He glance at me once more and said, " it's yours."

"You're kidding, sir."

"Not, in the least."

"Sir, i can't accept...."

"It was made to measure. What will i do with it if you give it back to me? Dressing as a woman isn't a hobby of mine." He said looking into my eyes. Defying me not to argue with him. 

I stared at him and leaning my head to one side. And i couldn't help myself but defying him. "Does anyone never deny you anything?"

He just look at me deviously. "Besides, it suit you sublimely. It would be silly to missed the opportunity of seeing you wear it again, miss Son."

I blush...
I feels like my cheecks as red as a tomato.

"Did you enjoy my speech?," 

"Yes, it was a success!" Eventho i rather hearing you whisper my name in my ear.

Oh my God, Naeun ! What're you thinking about!

"Were you admiring your work?" He continued, "the buffet."

"Oh yes, i was just checking if everything was in place." I gesturing and smile at him.

Suddenly the red-headed girl from the bar last day approach us interrupted my moments with Kim Jongin. She looks very beautiful with her red hair and her dress hug perfectly her curvy body. I myself have to admit that she's perfect.

"Nini oppa! Your speech was just perfect! Between two foie grass macaroons  i was totally captivated! Enthralled! Dazzled ! Won over !" She speak quickly with a little aegyo.

He laugh but still holding a gaze at me. And putting an arm around that girl shoulder and said, "Haven't i already told you to wait until the end of speech before lunging onto the buffet?" 

"Oh, you should know my deep respect for conventions by now."she said.

Nini oppa? What the heck!! Who is she actually? Why does Kim Jongin looks extra comfortable around her? She just stole his attention from me.!

Wait...are you jealous, naeun?
No, i'am just a bit uncomfortable.yes, uncomfortable... i hope.

"Miss Son, allow me to introduce you to my very extravagant little sister, Rose."

Heol... sister?
As soon the word sister leave his mouth, i feel relieved. 

"Do you know little damsel, that the macaroons you so keenly ate was choosen by my new assistant before you?" He said looking at me kindly.

"Oh..." Rose smile politely at me. And i don't know why she seems suddenly lose her enthuasiasm. 

"Rose would like to open up a restaurant in Gangnam but eventho she's fond of food she still has a lot to learn about a secrets of gastronomy." He teased Rose.

"Oppa !!" She said to him annoyed, and i couldn't help but laugh.
I was observing their interaction. There is a glint of compassion and sweetness. It make him look more humane....

Taeil approaching us and monopolize him.
I excuse myself from Rose and she smile at me.

I heard the auctioneer's voice. I realize that the gathering is almost it's an end. The auctioneer began the auction with a modern work of art.

I heard 2.000.000 won here.... 2.500.000 won there... the works of arts come one after another and so do the won.. but i didn't see Mr. Kim at the moment.

Finally the auctuation reachs its ends and the last 'peace' will be actioned. The auctioneer is holding a beautiful young woman by the hand. She giggling like some high schoolers. As the man explain a reason of her presence. " Gentleman, you will have the opportunity to spend an evening with this delightful, young woman. So, place your bids."  

What is it? Are they selling a woman ? Did they think woman is like some kind of merchandise? It's crazy. This world's is full of crazy people. 

Hot and crazy people to be exact, including my boss who's raising his hand and laughing.

I feel my blood boiled. I thought Kim Jongin was sincere person. But he's no better than the others . I can't believe that he's like that kind of guy. A young, handsome, crazy rich asian whose like one night stand. 

This is really not my world. I feel like bertrayed, dissapointed, mad, and sad..
I turned my heels and leave the room only to met Taemin smoking near the limousine.

"Miss Son, why did you leave so early?"

"I'am going home. This is not my world, i feel not needed here."

"But Mr. Kim told me that you'll going home with him, you have to waitting for him."

"I can going home by myself, so excuse me."

I was about leave to hail a taxi when Taemin hold my wrist. "Wait, i'll drive you home."

I have no energy to arguing more with him and stepped in the limousine after Taemin open the door for me..

 

 

                                                      ***

 

 

                    As soon as i arrived at home. I strip down the dress and place it back to the box. Changing into pajamas and cleans my face and ready to sleep.

When i was about to sleep, there is a message notification popped up on my phone screen.

Mr. Intense:  Where are you?

Me:  At home.

Mr. Intense:  I didn't say you could go.

Me:  That's right. But like cinderella, i turn back into myself after midnight and so have to return to my humble dwelling.

I know i sounds like a jealous girlfriend and like dig my own grave. But i cannot hide my dissapointment to him. Like i said, i don't know why i'd behave like this.
And before he answer my message, i sent him another message.

Me:   And if i'am not mistaken, at this hour i'am no longer under your order. Otherwise one would call it slavery, sir.

Mr. Intense:   I don't like this kind of misdemeanor, miss Son.

Me:  I didn't really feel like i was in your company. Thinking that my presence was not vital. I preffered to leave.

 

There's no reply from him anymore. Maybe he's busy taking care of the young lady at the gala.
I take a deep breath and switch off the lamp, ready to sleep...
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Tbc