As their eyes locked, a haunting melody filled the air, harmonizing with the rhythm of their beating hearts. Though neither understood the unfamiliar emotions, Leejun's gentle touch conveyed his care. He guided the stranger to his car, concern etched on his face." See to Valki's wedding dress and ensure her safe return home," Leejun instructed his secretary." Yes, Boss," came the prompt reply. "And what about you, sir?" I'll attend to him first," Leejun said, his voice low and soothing. "Get him settled and fed. Later, I'll brief Valki on the situation. Your only concern is following my instructions."
"I'm sorry, boss," the stranger stammered, still shaken." That's better," Leejun reassured, guiding him to a nearby hotel. After arranging a room, Leejun briefed the manager before returning to the stranger, who trembled in unfamiliar surroundings." Hey, don't worry," Lee jun soothed, grasping his hand. "Take a bath, wear these clothes, and join me for dinner." The stranger obeyed silently. Over dinner, Leejun's warmth put Sam at ease. As they strolled through the nearby park, Leejun asked, "What's your name, and where are you from?" Sam hesitated, "I'm… Sam. But I don't know where I came from." His head dropped, weighed by worries. Leejun's gentle touch lifted Sam's chin. "No need to worry. Your name suits you perfectly. Would you like to work with me as my new secretary?" Sam's eyes widened, "Really? That would be okay, I guess." Leejun beamed, "Excellent! I'd love having you by my side."
As the weight of resolution finally lifted, the air was cleared of tension, and the matter was settled. The fatigue etched on his face begged for respite, and a well-deserved rest." Retire to your quarters," he instructed, his voice soft with concern. "My assistant shall attend to your needs and ensure your comfort." The assistant bowed, his assent a soft, "As you wish, sir." He promptly escorted him to his room, the silence between them a soothing balm. Leejun's gratitude was palpable as he acquiesced, "Your consideration is most welcome; thank you." His eyes closed, his tension easing, as he whispered, "Bless you." The assistant ushered him to his sanctuary, whispering, "May slumber bring solace, sir; rest well." The gentle words hung in the air like a benediction.
At dawn, the assistant would arrange a culinary delight to begin his morrow. For now, the silence and darkness enveloped him, a soothing solace. Sam's gracious decline was a gentle, "Your thoughtfulness is enough, thank you; whatever you choose is fine." His smile conveyed appreciation, his eyes shining with warmth. The night air wrapped around him, a soft blanket of peace. Tomorrow would bring new challenges, but for now, rest was his only concern.
After refreshing himself, Leejun snuggled into the plush blanket, its softness enveloping him like a gentle hug. As he drifted off to sleep, the blanket's warmth wrapped around him, his thoughts wandered to Sam — who was he, really? Where did he come from? Leejun's mind swirled with questions, his concern for Ham's true identity gnawing at his peace. Despite his fatigue, Leejun's thoughts lingered on Sam's enigmatic presence, his worries weaving a tangled web. As slumber claimed him, Leejun's subconscious remained vigilant, Sam's mysterious persona lingering like a whisper.
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