Capas Disponíveis:

1 Garota de Ipanema -

2 A Dama feita de espinhos -

3 Onde os Lobos Cantam -

4 Minha Esposa -

5 Somente uma noite -

6 Te Espero no Farol -

7 Febre de Nós -

8 A Rosa Selvagem -

9 Foi no Mês De Dezembro -

10 My Muse -

11 Forever -

12 Efêmero Luar -

13 O Príncipe Perverso -

14 Lágrimas de Bruxa - adotada por Feer-chan

15 Pacto Nefasto -

16 Nunca Foi Só Nós Dois -

17 I See You -

18 Pecado em Neon -

19 My Stupid BoyFriend -

20 My Girl -

21 Tudo Pelo Plano -

22 Pedido Errado - adotada por Mizuhina

23 Imperfeitos -

24 Arranhões Matinais -

25 Manual -

26 Theory Iori -

27 Doçura -

"I think i will take your leave-" you mumbled under your breath but just loud enough so he could hear you and you turned to leave. what stops your tracks was when the man spoke abruptly without any hesitation, his tone sounded like he didn't even recognize you.

"You're here for business, let's talk business." 'sure thing, haha' you think to yourself when you hear him speak, like as if it was just a hallucination and that he didn't actually mean it to you. Because why would he want to talk business with the woman he fucked one night. he didn't dismiss you, neither does any sense of disapproval come out of his mouth or hums so you turned back to glance at him, there he was busy writing on a few papers.

his eyes flickered over to yours , pointing his pen at you, then the office chair in front of him. you gather some confidence as you take steps towards the CEO. pulling out a chair, you take a seat and take a deep breath. all you feel is embarrassment, nothing more, nothing less.

the man has seen you naked, that's all that makes you wanna throw up, as now here he sees you fully clothed, linen skirt till the cuff of your ankle, a long sleeved black blouse and hair tied into a low pony. well, does it matter, though? The man in front of you looks least bothered by your presence and it seems like it does not affect him so congrats, the job still seems up for you so you heave a sigh and wait till he speaks out.

Although the silence is slow and is gradually beginning to poison the already tense atmosphere, this allows you to play with your fingers, something that you usually do when you feel anxious. If anyone sees your face they would say you're looking the least nervous as you sit upright, your eyes hold it's own determination and strength and the subtle smile on your face, anyone would be fooled by your facade. however, under the table, your fingers dance to their own tunes of anxiety.

you tried your best not to bite on your cheeks or lips as it would seem obvious that the past is playing a role in your behaviour right now. "So, Ms- lee y/n?" There he finally reads your name, the name that he was not told at the night of the sex, today here, he's reading it aloud to let you know that you're his applicant. as it reads from the resume that he holds in his hand while the other has his pen clasped between his two fingers, the two fingers that were inside you that night, to be specific he's had all 5 fingers inside you, worked three at a time until he managed to poke his pinky in too while his thumb played with your clit.

he swirls the pen around while he continues to skim through the paper that he doesn't seem quite interested in. "Alright, I'm going to ask you a few questions, I need you to answer them." "Sure, " "What qualities does a creative director most need to be successful? "" The CEO finally took the time to question you. His gaze lays on you, which doesn't seem to have an effect on you.

he notices that you don't seem any different from the woman he met at the bar. He still sees the confidence oozing out from you as you begin to answer his question with no hesitation.

"Creativity is number one, of course. innovations that need to be satisfied with the latest needs, technology, and tastes of the generation along with that comes people skills. In order to deal with the options of the writers, designers, and other creative staff. Project management and people skills are most important in order to be successful."

You've given the answer right away, with no filter, no fear, there's no room for mistakes. you can't lose this wonderful opportunity to work at a renowned business with the perfect number of salaries and the most wanted position that you've worked your ass off. A silly night can't possibly ruin a whole career, right? of course, it wouldn't, not when you are fine with forgetting the past even though the man looks scrumptious in his freshly tailored suit that hugs his muscles ever so needily. His tattoos are covered, like they don't hold an existence in the man's life. 'interesting.'

you think as you tilt your head now knowing his little possible secret.

The man nods at your answer, impressed with the collection of words that pops out of your mouth instantly, he thinks that maybe you could give him a fluent answer to any of his questions with that look on your face. he looks down at his paper, and he begins to write a few words,

that takes your attention, so you look at how the pen goes smoothly on the white sheet of paper that lies in front of him. he decides to ask you one more question just so he wouldn't have to keep you in a haunting silence while he reads each page of your CV.

"What would make you an effective creative director at our company?" This question specifically implies that you nod attentively and positively, taking a few seconds to think through how exactly you're gonna word it for him. your eyes somehow flicker to his hand as you notice how his tattoo is slowly peeping out of the sleeve of his suit,

it almost makes you wanna laugh, how he's worn layers, hiding that wonderful canvas that you think would potentially make him an even hotter boss, Jungkook does not miss out on your gaze as he looks down at his sleeve as realises that you were interested in his tattoo that night and so are you today, it allows a slight smirk to grow up his lips that he soon bit back.

"An effective director brings vision and abilities to work as a team, and I believe that my ideas and capabilities are at its peak. with leadership skills, communication and a strategic-" the oozing words of boldness and certainty that Jungkook hears, it already allows him to know that you're one of a kind yet he knows that the past he's had with you has no chance.

"That's it. Your session is done. the man spoke, interrupting your answer, leaving your jaw to drop at his unbelievable and unprofessional take. This is unethical in the laws of an interview. if he was gonna stop you from speaking, then he shouldn't have even asked! "Sure." The tone you used may seem disrespectful, but likewise, he did the same to you too. clearing your throat, you tucked your fallen bangs behind your ear and stood from the seat.

"Thank you Sir-"

"Mr Jeon." it comes out quite arrogantly, like his name holds some sort of power. 'narcissist.' You whisper under your breath, looking at him, but it seems like his ego is taller. it's the way he closes your file and leans back on his chair, the chair that's extra in comfort, support, and obviously much more expensive than your whole apartment itself. somehow, that name comes out of his mouth, the one that he so proudly said, 'it's confidential, let's keep it private.' This reminds you of that night.

-

"Think you can fit me? crying for it so much that you don't even need a finger to prep you?" The naked man spoke raspily into your ears while he stayed still hovered over you. looking down at you as he uses his thumb to wipe off that red gloss since he's unable to kiss you on the lips. He doesn't do that, kissing on the lips. it's too intimate in his books, says it should be done by 'the one', and of course, it's not him.

Even though your lips look so full, that makes him want to break his own ethics. maybe being unethical one night might not be too bad. "Hmm." You hum, looking deeply into his eyes that were dark, black and lustful. They are pitch black now as the candles all lit up, giving more dimness in the surrounding. The sex was being delayed, but it's all his fault. He stopped it to show off his thing. "Judging by the looks of it, it's probably the size of my ex. So yes, of course you'll fit me."

you murmured to him, seeing him clench his jaw as his tongue slipped against his inner cheek to cover up his embarrassment. he didn't like it, the dom girl aura that you're giving out. he thinks it's getting out of hand and that he should show you that he's the one here, he's the boss. but at the same time, he likes this challenge. the game.

"Is that why you left him?" "Probably." "Sad, well then let me prove you wrong-" he pushed his tip inside you. It didn't even pass inside, and you whined in pain as it left a burning sensation. you hadn't had sex for a while, it was bound to happen. "fuck stop-" you pushed him away as you shut your eyes. "oh no, does it hurt?  think I won, already. now let me prep you, darling." he pushes his fingers inside slowly,

allowing you to open up for him. one finger at a time. "narcissist." You whisper under your breath while you moan, making him chuckle. "At least tell me your name, Mr. Big. don't want me to moan your name for you?" "It's confidential. Let's keep it private, shall we?"

-

"Thank you, Mr Jeon." You walk out of his cabin, thinking what the hell would an extremely rich CEO be doing at a normal cheap club? Shouldn't he own a club or be at some fancy place that serves a glass of chilled water for $20. Funny enough, you know that when you step out of this building, the chances of you working is almost a 0.

it is understandable why he wouldn't recruit you. It's definitely gonna be uncomfortable if he takes you. but you still hope he would. You can't afford to get rejected. Apart from that, it's also not an easy task to find more jobs to apply for. Jeon Industries is really a massive company, and working there would bring you so much. not just the salary but the position as well as the name and recognition to be an employee there, so you really hope he doesn't hold onto the past.

stopping at a cafe, you got yourself a honey almond milk with extra cream and extra caramel along with a sandwich since you hadn't had your breakfast. walking back home, you got a missed call from Kayla, so you decided to call her back. "gurl, how did it go?" "Uh, it went well."

you lied to her, she doesn't have to know everything about the meeting, especially since she's not a very close friend to you so it's not very relevant to speak about how your potential boss was your one night stand. "So ya think the job is yours?" While folding your clothes, you pause and think for a while, zoning out, you sigh and then speak. "Honestly, there's more chances that i don't get it, but we will see." "Oh, come on, it's their loss if they don't recruit you." that made you chuckle because, of course, she was right. It's definitely their fault. for sure.

After catching up with her, you cleaned the mess of your little apartment and changed your clothes to the gym kit. The gym is at the top floor of the apartment, where you usually spend an hour or so. fitness has always been your thing. You don't do any heavy lifting. What you do is light and just enough to keep you looking gorgeous and fit the way you want to be. and right now, the job and Mr Jeon is at the back of your mind, maybe not exactly, but you pushed it back just so it doesn't interrupt your workout.

you're kinda afraid, to be honest. it's not like you're all with it. you're not. It's very scary to know that the man you slept with is actually a very famous CEO in Seoul. it makes you wanna throw up with that anxiety that forms inside you. it makes your stomach clench each time you think about it. he could easily spill it out, and that could ruin your whole damn life in career especially. if he was some random guy who parties and fucks around with every woman he sees, that would be different. But this rich dude? bullshit.

'that's what you found on your first night stand y/n? as much as it's hot and fucking awesome that you fucked some rich ass dude who also looks like a fucking meal, its also insanely creepy and weird'. you really hope you get this job, you really need another place to stay in, this apartment does not suffice you anymore. the whole confident mask you put on, is very easy to crumble down.

if this job isn't given to you, you're seriously gonna leave Seoul and move back to your parents but if you do earn it, it's still easy to make this confidence shift to cowardness. It's both difficult. you're not sure what you want at this point.

-

on the other hand, Jungkook. who watched you walk out of his office, turns his chair to face the other buildings from the large transparent glass. he's able to watch the vehicles move, see the birds fly, and also view the sun set. he places his fingers under his chin and rubs them on his lips, contemplating what he experienced right now.

There's one thing that bothers him, how you were so fearless and self-assured. He thought that it was just the alcohol's effect, but no, he now knows that it's just within you. You are composed, calm, and have that attitude. Your answers gave perfect justice to each question he asked, and you held that spirit to work to be a part of this organisation.

he could feel that you knew everything, you knew what you were saying. and he liked it, no lie in that. but he wasn't sure of this all. Would it be a good idea to recruit a woman he slept with? what if you took that opportunity and spread the information to everyone- This thought made him immediately uncomfortable. He doesn't like the sound of it.

it's best if we find someone else. ringing to his assistant, Ms. Nam, he waited until she walked inside his room after a knock. "Is that all the applicants?" "Yes. Mr Jeon, they were on the shortlist." Jungkook wasn't satisfied with anyone. He thinks it was only you who managed to pass his test well.

"Are you sure?" "yes, Mr Jeon, if they did not match your expectations, we only have Mr Park-" "No. not him." He placed his elbows on the table and zoned out, thinking about his decisions. "Mr Jeon, we have a meeting scheduled with Han Paris. and we need a designer-"

"Yes, i'm aware. "

This leaves Jungkook with no choice.

"Email Ms Lee Y/L/N. Send her all the details that's required." "Sure, Mr Jeon.