the door creaked open.
what should i do and what would i say if that was mimi or even namjoon
we were lost in each other's eyes, our hearts beating as one. The bedroom was our own private sanctuary, where the world outside melted away.
bBut our blissful reverie was shattered by a faint voice calling out from beyond the door. "sucy.. sucy... are you there?" The voice was like a gentle breeze on a summer day, but it was enough to break the spell that had held us entranced.
i was startled, my eyes flying wide as i realized we were not alone. In a flash, i pressed myself against him, using his broad chest to shield myself from prying eyes. my singlet was already gone, and i was left with only my fragile dignity to cling to.
He instinctively wrapped his arms around me, holding me close as the voice outside called out again. "Sucy... are you there?" The words were like a gentle probing, trying to penetrate the secrets that lay within.
But i was safe, nestled in the warmth of his embrace. i felt his heart beating against my cheek, a steady drumbeat that seemed to match the rhythm of my own.
As the voice outside began to fade away, i slowly relaxed, My body molding itself to his. It was as if we had become one being, united in their quest for secrecy and solitude.And as we lay there, wrapped in each other's arms, the world outside receded, leaving only the gentle sound of their own ragged breathing.
I sprang up from the bed, my heart racing with panic. What had I done? I needed to get out of there, fast. But as I stood up, I realized I was only wearing my singlet, which was now torn and askew.
He had done that, I remembered, when he tried to grab the ice pack from my chest. My face burned with embarrassment as I recalled the intimate moment.
But before I could process my emotions, he handed me his shirt. "Here, wear this," he said, his eyes locked on mine.
I took the shirt, my fingers brushing against his. The touch sent shivers down my spine. I quickly put on the shirt, trying to cover myself up.
"Thanks," I muttered, trying to sound nonchalant despite my inner turmoil.
I glanced around the room, desperate to escape. "I'll just... uh... go to the bathroom," I stammered, already backing away from the bed.
He nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. "Okay," he said, his voice low and husky.
I turned and practically ran to the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind me. I leaned against the door, my heart pounding in my chest. What had just happened?
have i forgotten he is the CEO of the company and i am just his secretary .have i forgotten he is a gay and he had no interest for women
As I emerged from the bathroom, I made a beeline for the door, desperate to escape the tension that lingered between us. But just as I reached the doorstep, mimi caught up to me, her hand grasping my arm.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, her eyes narrowing slightly.
I hesitated, fumbling for an excuse. "I... uh... couldn't light gas" I stammered, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks.
'i mean why are you coming from the ceo room'she asked
mimi know me too well and she would find out that i am lying.i cant tell her what happened between me and the ceo.we have never kept any secret from each other but maybe i am doing that which i dont think i can continue
But then namjoon appeared, saving me from further embarrassment. "Hey, what's going on?" he asked, gazing at us curiously.
I took advantage of the distraction to slip away, murmuring something about needing to discuss upcoming events with my CEO. namjoo nodded, seeming to buy my excuse.
Mimi smirked at me. i haven't seen her smirk unless she know what im hiding or was she upstairs looking at us and also why would namjoon buy my excuse just like that or did he know what had happened between us.they qre really the perfect ceo since they think the same
'mimi i need to head home now'i said after noticing it that they know what had happened between us even thou they weren't there.
then mimi nodded her head then i walked away
As I made my way down the stairs, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. This was the second time we'd almost... crossed the line. And I knew I couldn't let it happen again. I didn't want to compromise my professionalism, or worse, risk getting hurt by the ceo..if i couldn't controlled my emotion of kissing him we could even had ...,have a baby for him and then i loose because he will care just about his company.
I quickened my pace my heart pounding in my chest. I needed to get out of there, and fast, before things got any more complicated..
'are you okay now?'namjoon asked worried about mimi, since they stop talking to each other even when they were at the same mansion.but Mimi just left without answering him as her face became gloomy
she left namjoon not just because she was sad but because she dont want to hurt him anymore or Tell him something that they will both be annoyed and will finally break up for real.....
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As I lay on my bed, my mind wandered back to the events of the day. The touch of my CEO's hand on my breast, though innocent in intention, had sent shivers down my spine. The way he had gently removed the ice pack, his fingers grazing my skin, had left me breathless.
And then, the kiss. Oh, the kiss. It had been like a whirlwind, sweeping me off my feet and leaving me dizzy. The way he had deepened the kiss, his hands roaming over my body, had made me feel like I was melting into his arms.
My face grew hot as I recalled the memory, my heart racing with excitement. But as I reached for the drawer to check on my necklace, my excitement turned to dismay. The necklace was nowhere to be found.
I searched my room frantically, but there was no sign of it. I rushed out of my room, asking my parents if they had seen it. My mom's hesitant response sent a chill down my spine.
"Yes, I... I saw it," she stammered. "I sold it at the market."
I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. "Why did you sell it, Omma?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
My mom's expression turned defensive. "You're not even married, and you have such an expensive necklace. What were you thinking? Do you have a boyfriend?"
I felt a surge of anger and hurt. "That's none of your business, Mom," I shot back.
But my mom's next question made my heart skip a beat. " are you dating someone at work or Is your CEO giving you expensive gifts? Are you dating him?"
My face froze, my mind racing with thoughts.
why would he give me an expensive necklace just to help him hold it. wasn't yhe necklace expensive since it was a diamond.then i was led out of my mind to this which i can't stop thinking
Would my CEO think I am cheap for kissing him?, allowing him to touch every part of my body and i also .Were we or are we even dating.what would he think about me ?
I didn't know what to think or feel right now. All I knew was that I needed to get away from the conversation before it got any more awkward. I turned and rushed back to my room, leaving my mom's questions hanging in the air.