The CEO and his Appointed Secretary
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Chapter 5: Do not lose; I repeat; Do not lose the bet
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"CEO Jeon." Jihwan whispers sweetly, breath hot in Jaehyun's ear. He shivers as Jihwan cards his fingers lightly through his hair, before mouthing his neck, goosebumps rising on Jaehyun's skin at the touch.
Full, plump lips ghost against his ear then tug at the lobe gently. Jihwan starts trailing light kisses down the side of his neck, nipping playfully at the sensitive, hot skin.
"Jaehyun-ssi". Jihwan's melodic voice rings in his ears.
"Jihwan , please." Jaehyun moans desperately.
Jihwan starts ghosting kisses down Jaehyun's bare chest, down to his toned abs to the light trail of hair before stopping at the edge of his boxers, the fabric straining against his hardness.
"Shh..." Jihwan places a finger on Jaehyun's lips. "You worked hard this week. Let me take care of you." Jihwan whispers seductively against the edge of his boxers and Jaehyun shudders at the sensation, throwing his head back.
The pressure is good, but not enough. "Harder."
"Jeon Jaehyun!" Jaehyun wakes up with a start, almost falling off the side of his bed. He pants heavily, trying to get his erratic heart rate back to normal.
"We have to be at the airport in two hours," Jihwan says. Of course, it's him.
Because Park Jihwan won't let Jungkook breathe even in his dreams, even more so in reality.
"Yeah, okay. Just...g-give me a second." Jaehyun manages, running a weary and shaky hand through his already messy bed head.
"I'll prepare some breakfast while you get ready," Jihwan says with a small smile as he leaves the room.
Now that Jaehyun is semi-awake, and his heart rate is not over 850 bpm, he feels his face flush to the roots of his dark hair.
Caught in the middle of a dirty dream about his hot secretary while the said hot secretary was actually in the room, calling his name, trying to wake him up.
He looks down at his crotch, hopeful that the sheets covered him up decently and Jihwan has no idea what he mistakenly walked in on. Jaehyun embarrassingly realizes that not only was he having a dirty dream, he was also starting to hump the bed like a teenager, which explains the pressure he felt.
He scrambles up to get out of his bed, sheets tangling in his legs and almost tripping him up in his haste. He hears the hiss of the coffee machine from the kitchen that he rarely uses as he makes his way to the attached bathroom for a quick shower.
It's been nine really long days since Jaehyun agreed to that stupid bet with Taemin and he's already frustrated beyond anything he's ever experienced before. He naively thought that this would be the easiest bet he's ever attempted but he really should've thought this through without the addition of all the Jack and cokes he was getting drunk off of, which he actually hates because he prefers the sweeter taste of cocktails.
But Jaehyun can't have a 'girly' drink when Grandpa Jeon is watching over him like a hawk, making sure he is Manly™ at all times.
Honestly, his first day on the job was a crazy mess and he really didn't need the addition of rogue boners. It got increasingly difficult as the week got more and more stressful. And he's totally uncalled-for attraction to Park Jihwan is not helping.
The thing is...the thing is...Park Jihwan has been nothing but professional and really damn good at his job since Monday morning, when Jaehyun started.
There was absolutely zero traces of his flirtatious self from the first day they met during Jaehyun's welcoming slash congratulations party the previous Friday.
He is starting to think that the interest saw in his eyes at the party was a figment of his own imagination.
Jaehyun tries to quell the disappointment he feels at that. Tries, is the keyword.
Because since high school, he's been used to having interested eyes follow him everywhere, lust after him, chase him. Not Park Jihwan. Maybe, okay, probably, Jihwan is one of those flirty drunk types because Jaehyun noticed him sipping away at various drinks throughout that night.
Since he started work the previous Monday though, Jihwan has only graced him with polite smiles and bows, greeting him everyday with a 'good morning' and even a cup of coffee on his desk (one milk, two sugars, the only way Jaehyun can stand the taste), leaving papers for him to sign.
The dazzling, blinding eye smile from Friday has been largely absent during this time and Jaehyun feels the strange urge to see it again, which is weird considering the fact that he hasn't even known Jihwan for that long.
His first day at work though, right. Well...
It started way too early to be considered healthy, as Jaehyun was tossing and turning around in his sheets at exactly 3:52 am on Monday morning, unable to go back to sleep, even with the knowledge that he was supposed to show up for work in just a couple of hours.
Normally, he would've put on his favourite porn on the large TV, laying back down on his king-sized memory foam mattress with various helpful tools to aid him, get off quickly and efficiently before passing out until the following morning. Actually, that sounds kind of pathetic now that he really thinks about it. But, but...
Taemin made him agree to that stupid bet, which means no sex and no getting off solo for an entire month. A month. Just what the hell was he thinking agreeing to this?
Jaehyun can't believe Taemin actually remembered the bet because Jaehyun himself was quite tipsy and mistakenly believed that Taemin was too drunk on the strawberry daiquiris he was sipping away to be able to remember.
On Monday morning (after managing to pass out for an hour or two), Jaehyun had woken up from a particularly...kinky dream involving a man with a great ass, a desk and blindfolds.
Mind hazy from being sleep deprived, he was about to step into the shower to continue the fantasy, when he received a call from Taemin who reminded him of the stupid bet.
Jaehyun really wants to say fuck it, but at the same time, he doesn't want to see Taemin's smug face if he fails. He'll never live it down. Ever.
Instead of de-stressing through a much-needed pipe cleaning session, he ends up shivering from the cold shower he has to endure.
When he makes it to his car half an hour later, he's already stressed, sleep-deprived and realizes he's missing his much-needed dose of caffeine. And horny, his mind supplies helpfully. Maybe he should've listened to grandpa and taken him up on his offer to send Jaehyun a driver but instead, he drives to the headquarters himself.
When he finally makes it there, he is greeted by what seems like all the employees at SJ Group, bowing to him, polite, 'Good morning, CEO Jeon' from every direction thrown his way.
It feels a bit overwhelming, even if he slightly preens at the attention. Jaehyun reminds himself not to become too proud of being called CEO. It sounds really good to his twenty-three-year-old, freshly-graduated ears. Maybe too good? He adjusts his jacket and fakes confidence until he can get out of all the eyes and into the elevator to take him up to his office.
Just as the elevator doors are about to close, a hand shoots up in between them, forcing them to reopen. "Excuse me."
Fuck.
"Good morning." It's too early in the morning for blinding eye smiles, it's too early in the morning for sweet voices, it's too fucking early in the morning to deal with Park Jihwan, especially when Jaehyun almost lost the fucking bet only a couple of hours ago.
"Good morning, Secretary Park." Jaehyun manages.
Jihwan presses the 25th floor and starts flipping through what seems to be an agenda in his hands, face scrunched up cutely in concentration.
Jaehyun can't believe he just called Park Jihwan, a grown man, and his secretary, his secretary, cute in his head. "There's a board of directors' meeting this morning at nine am. The Chairman will also be attending."
"Uh," Jaehyun says intelligently.
Jihwan opens a folder.
Jaehyun notices the rings adorning his fingers. "Development plans for another resort will be discussed this morning. I have them right here if you would like to go over it before the meeting." He continues.
"R-right."
"You had a meeting with CFO Min this afternoon, but he had to stay in Shanghai for another week," Jihwan informs him, looking up at Jaehyun expectantly.
"U-uh...okay."
If Jihwan finds his response weird, or in any way unusual, he doesn't make it known to Jaehyun. "I'll show you to your office." The elevator dings to signal their arrival at the executive floor.
Jaehyun gestures for Jihwan to lead. No, it's because Jihwan has to show him the way.
Really. Jaehyun's eyes do not, repeat, do not, go below the waist. Absolutely not. He looks around the office instead.
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TBC