"Oh my God, Dara! Did you see him today? How does he look? What is he wearing today, I want to know all the details!" Bom's loud squeal passes through the phone, making Dara wince. 

"Bommie, I see his face everyday and everyday he is the same Jackass Boss of mine who never fails to make me age 50 years early" she groaned, massaging her temples.

"Oh come on! It might not be THAT bad to work for him. I mean he is THE KWON JIYONG. The youngest business mogul!" Bom expressed with deep admiration.

"Oh but it is that bad, Bom! He is bossy and wants me to be here 2 hours before time in! He isnt even here yet! No one is here yet! Just me, maintenance and the security guards!" Dara said with deep anger and resentment. 

"If I didnt know you better I would think youre just acting upon your huge crush on Kwon Jiyong, but since you cant really tell him you resulted into hating him" Bom snickered teasingly through the phone. 

"You know what? This conversation is over" 

She can hear the other's annoying laughter resonate through the device. "Dara just admit it! You like Kw–"

Not having the mood to talk anymore, She ended the call with Bom abruptly.

Kwon Jiyong. Oh how she hate his guts. Just thinking about his name makes her want to puke blood. 

He is infuriating. He is annoying. He is bossy. He thinks he's the boss of everyone! 

Well...not that he isnt. He is one of the most powerful CEO's out there, not to mention he's a bachelor, so understandably, people flock around his , kissing his shoes and basically selling off their kids in hopes of a business partnership. 

Despite all that, she still feels the need to strangle him— wait, thats too harsh how about a sweet punch in the face? thats fine right?

Dara's bestfriend, Bom, always asks why Dara hates the oh so great Kwon Jiyong. Well, She's Sandara Park, and she is that bastard's secretary aka his slave. 

From the moment the Sun rises and sets, he never fails to tire and insult the out of Dara. "Ms. Park do this and make sure to give it to me before the day ends." "Ms.Park set an appointment at blahblahblah" "Ms.Park what is wrong with you?!" "Ms.Park, can't you do anything right?!" "Ms.Park, this coffee is too cold!" "MS.PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARK!!" Oh god, just thinking about him is making her head hurt. 

If she could just get a hold of his neck and slowly SLOWWWWLY choke the heck out of Hi— 

"Ms.Park" 

See? The amount of hatred Dara has for him permanently etched his voice in her mind

"Ms.Park!"

Why is it getting louder though? Damn, does she hate him that much?

"MS.PARK!"

Dara jolted out of her murderous thoughts and locked eyes with a pissed off Kwon Jiyong. She quickly raised to her feet and bowed deeply. 

"I-I'm sorry Mr.Kwon. I was just lo—"

"I dont care. I want a cup of coffee in my office in 15 minutes" He cuts Dara off.

ing .

"Yes, Mr. Kwon." Dara raised my head and smiled fakely.

Her smile never deflated until he reached his office. Once she heard his doors close, she let out an exasperated sigh and glared at his big doors. She would give up EVERYTHING just to hit the back of his head. She can just imagine how pleasing and melodic would the sound be.

Another day of being a secretary of the most annoying and infuriating boss ever. May God Help Her.

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Hello! This is my first DARAGON fanfic ever, I've just started writing now since I didnt really have the confidence to do it before. Please do tell me what you think!! I take critism and advices! Comment down below your thoughts! I've revised this and changed the point of perspectives so it will be easier to shift scenarios.