Possessive CEO And I, His Secretary

me upwards to the thirtieth floor. I'm out and runn

shing the door open and jumping into h

eceptionist gave me the security pass but d

k door to my left, close to his tall, glassy and elegant bookshelf. Perhaps, that might be another secret office where he stays when no one

nd silent. Anything can happen to a person without the se

the black door until I knock my head on

ult of the large, intimidating screens fixed into the walls everywhere. They're CCTV monitors, showcasing

he stands in a dark corner ahead of me, framed eyes boring into my soul. I didn't even

lent, and anything can happen to you without anybody knowing." He takes a long stride closer, his bored expression

I don't agree with your decision of firing me through a phone call. I don't think its professional of you to do that. Consider writing a letter of dismissal if y

time, people tend to find me strange, brazen, rude, pompous, name it anything you want

place about twelve years ago. They only sent me to the States t

't work. I'm still

s a flat snickers so I'm considerably shorter than him. "This is my company, you don't tell me how to r

eginning to loose it. But he didn't just

build this company from scratch, you inherited it from your Father who worked so hard for an arrogant brat like you. I guess you're not familiar with the rules of handling employees, thus, I consi

e folds, eyes shooting straight daggers, nose flaring up continuo

e heat from his raging eyes seems to be having an impact on m

s. Get out of my office. And hand me the keys to the

His good looks are useless, in-fact, I can't seem to find anything admirable about this man. Ma

y apartment and drop them to the floor. He can have my clothes and even und

he door and

ted bench. I'm at the closest bus stop to our office, I don't know why I ca

lf esteem. Is it o

finite

lity came to bash me in the face. My handbag, phone, atm cards and every essential thing I need are in

. So I'm just sitting in the cold and zoning i

er Mom is calling out her name Mi Kyung, but she's here smiling

ate

hoke my insides as my eyes get

it. I h

bears everywhere. I'm being pushed into a dark tunnel, where my head is spinning around in circles. I'm breathless

touching me. Hands. So many hands all over my bod

anic attack! Call

. . . Let's go,

t away f

? Are you her boyfri

Get a hold of yourself and breathe. . . I'm

he world stops for two to three seconds before it bounces back to life, and

bench anymore but the cold ground, rather. Together

t fingers are working tirelessly to wipe them off gently. I just want

nds undoubtedly be

ot.

without glasses. There's tension, curiosity, shock an

k overwhelms me and I try to get up. His hold tighten

hat. I did wrong. I didn't know you have anxiety and panic attacks, your

fraid. I'm about to have my second panic attack because I'm very scared and shaken. Thoroughly shaken to the p

And why is my heart sudde