ch 2

“When I’m at the gym my boxing trainer tells me to imagine something that makes me angry, and I just love imagining it’s his face that I’m punching.” Kyung Ha said, talking around her salad.

When your coworkers made fun of your boss you couldn’t help but to find some relief in laughing along. It was the least you could do when he made your life more stressful than it had to be.

Though you did suppose it was his work ethic that got him where he is now, after all it was what all the magazines and news reports praised him for. From what you had read in articles before applying, Mr. Jung was a self made business man. He prided in the fact he worked from the ground up from such a young age. Yet, here he was more than successful. You thought he could afford to chill out a little now.

“No wonder his wife left him.” You heard as you zoned back into the conversation.

“His wife left him?” You asked confused. You didn’t know much about his personal life, you didn’t even know he was married in the first place.

“Yup, he stopped wearing his wedding ring ages ago.” Adisa chimed in.

“I heard she cheated on him.” Kyung Ha shrugged.

“Can’t say I blame her. Can you imagine what he’s like in bed?” Pram added and the group chuckled.

The reason your coworkers felt so confidently trash talking their boss out loud at work was because he worked on the top floor, and he rarely ever came lower.

It bothered you that because of his power over the company he felt like he could treat people however he wanted. You resented the fact your coworkers were only brave enough to talk about him behind his back. “Maybe if someone stood up to him he would back down.”

The room grew silent and you peaked up from your coffee to find every eye on you.

“Yeah, I think we all wanna keep our jobs.” Pram snorted.

Your boss stood at the front of the conference room, dressed in a pristine suit, not a wrinkle in sight. All that was missing was a tie. You weren’t sure why he never wore one. It was almost like his way of distinguishing himself from the rest. As if saying, I can afford to not wear one because I’m the boss. He left the top two buttons open. Always.

His voice was powerful as it drifted through the room. He commanded attention. Not just with his voice, but with his aura. Just by looking at him you could tell he was important. There was no denying how attractive he was. When you came for your interview you were struck with how intimidating his looks were.

“Production is down from last month. I’ve already met with sales to discuss what we could do to improve in that area, now I want you all to tell me what you think we should improve on.”

You drowned out the sound of your co-workers talking. The coffee from the break room wasn’t strong enough to keep your attention span alive. Your mind started drifting to what you would have for dinner that night. You were going to watch a movie later and you made a note to look up what movies were playing.

“Mrs. Y/Ln.” Your head darted up from your notepad at the sound of your name. Your heart beat sped up as your eyes met his and felt the weight of everyone else’s eyes on you.

You had to admit his ability to remember names was impressive.

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