I'm The Boss's Secretary?!

Seoyeon could tell that in his life what filled was one tragedy over another. It was admirable that Jung Hwa could become the man he was now where he was proud and full of smiles. Most people by this time would have resigned to the predicament they were placed in and became a ball of gloominess.

She wondered how difficult and terrible it was for Jung Hwa to end his mother and brother's miseries by his own hand. To kill people you love was not less easy than to be alone in the world. Her tears swell when she thinks he had to experience both of them.

"How old were you when it happened?" she asked him, wanting to know.

"Maybe I was still in my teenage years, in human's age I was around seventeen or eighteen. That's when vampire children start to grow before they stopped until some more years," Jung Hwa snuggled his face on her back and his hand pulled her forearm, "My meal, you didn't forget it did you?"

Suddenly the tension she felt before entering the room sink back to her skin, her eyes looking at him with sadness turn careful. In an act to moisten her throat that felt dry, she gulped to say, "I am not," she said bravely for her courage failing to appear when she asked him, "Will it hurt?"

"Should I do it differently so it would not hurt?" Jung Hwa seemed to be having something in mind that lurked behind his gaze but Seoyeon had not noticed it.

"Can you?" She carefully asked and when responded by his slow nod, a faint smile appeared on her lips. She was about to agree when her question suddenly comes to her mind, "But how would you do that?" He would not inject her anesthesia, would he? Do vampires have their own means to make pain on their target disappear?

If there was, it would be considerate, thought Seoyeon to herself.

"Yes, like this," saying the words, Jung Hwa's hand that was still cold slipped into her shirt, entering through the gaps created by the buttons on her blouse. Surprised, her eyes went wide and her hand shot up to her chest to protect herself from his hand. Jung Hwa met her eyes and he looked confused, "What are you doing?"

"That is my line! What are you doing?" She can't believe he broke his promise here!

"But you agreed to me didn't you?" asked Jung Hwa, his oblivious face turn to a grin. "It is often said then when human is feeling pleasure they will forget how painful being bitten is." and Seoyeon didn't know if Jung Hwa had caressed his hand on her thigh in purpose to set fire in her body.

"I don't need it," she said, pushing his hand to then bit her lips. When his hand traveled on her waist and another one crumpling her skirt, pushing it up, her pulse raised and a sensitive sensation made her shivered. "S-stop touching me! You promise not to. If you continue to attack me, I will stop here."

"You are retracting your words?" Jung Hwa spoke feeling as if upset for her eyes to glare at him.

"You were the one-" a gasp escaped from her lips when she felt his hand from his knees pushing higher, "Stop it!" She really wants to cry now not out of fear but by how odd her body was behaving. Every time his finger slipped and rubbed her waist and leg, she can't help but bend her body closer to Jung Hwa, the man who was the source of her problem now! "Or I will really leave!" She threatened with a weak voice that now sounds like a plead as she begged him not to light up something weird in her body she had never experienced before.

"Don't run," he whispered and the breaths that fell on her neck made what she felt to pile up. "I don't know you were so eager to be bitten."

Seoyeon looked at him with a stinky eye, he knows well what she was thinking but had said otherwise, and to not forget, his hand was still rubbing her waist! As if it was not enough, his finger slide on the swell of her breast while his lips traveled on her the skin of her neck.

"Stop touching me," she didn't know how many times she had repeated these words to warn him but he didn't stop. Like a big lion, he seemed to be wanting to taste her while enjoying the hunt.

"I was not touching you the way you think," he put up a fake defense.

"But you are! Your hand is around my... my chest," Seoyeon's words lost the energy it had when voicing out the last two words.

Jung Hwa chuckled and she didn't miss the irritating chuckle that made her shuddered as the warm air came from his lips. "That was a slip of a finger, I will keep it very low, I promise."

But too low wasn't good either and Seoyeon felt alarmed as if fire bells rang beside her ears, warning her of his words that she almost carelessly agreed to, "Just place your hand somewhere else on my waist, around the middle!"

"Taking action are you?" Jung Hwa teased her and her eyes that watch him turned adorably livid, "How does it feel now? Your heart is beating very fast, be careful you would not want it to burst. Even with my power, I can't heal a broken heart."

But you are the cause of the problem! retorted Seoyeon in her mind. She decided to be docile and civil. The faster this went through, the more she wouldn't have to feel more embarrassed than she was now.

She kept her lips pursed to a thin line but he didn't continue and instead said, "What are you acting as, a doll?" he chuckled at her, the tittering sounded like a boy who was having fun with his new friend and perhaps, no, maybe it wasn't perhaps. Jung Hwa must have no friend at all and Seoyeon could point out the reason for him having no friend with blind eyes.

"You look nothing less than my blood pack now that you didn't speak. I love to hear your voice, Seoyeon, answer my question," he noticed how his words instead had the opposite effect as Seoyeon's lips pursed tighter after his words. "We can stay like this all night long."

"What was the question?" she asked hurriedly. Why can't he just bite her and chop chop? The position of her body and not to forget the place where his lips and hands were settled at, every of his littlest movement alluded her of something sexual which she can't help but shrink to.

"How do you feel now?" He asked the question that she thought was not important but it seemed it was important to him who had fun poking on her and enjoying the raise of her heartbeat.

"Just like a prey," and her words do the opposite effect of spiting him to hear him tittering happily. She saw his expression was filled with smiles but he was always with a smile even when he talked about the story of his family which was supposed to be painful to him. The smile now was different from before. It was filled with wickedness but a fierce glint was hidden under to show his eagerness to drink from her neck.

The gaze made her felt trapped but not to the point of suffocation. It was strange. Being trapped should be stifling but with him around she felt comfortable.

"What are you feeling now?" Seoyeon asked him back, the braveness was still in her eyes like a cat who was about to meet a plight but still had fierce eyes to prove that it was not scared.

"Just like a predator. With my most exquisite food or I mean prey in front of me," as Jung Hwa spoke, his hand comb through her hair, pushing it on one side and this struck the realization that she was about to be bitten. He noticed her fearful look, still hesitant to get bitten as his sharp fangs didn't only look sharp but large. He soothed her back by caressing her, his smile softening as he had acquired one of the few things that he wanted the most.

"Don't fear me, I will be gentle," His red eyes were still glowering despite the hour passed as their conversation lengthened. "Haven't I treated you with all of my kindness? I think you know that softness isn't what I can produce."

"You have been considerate," she agreed and the kindest person to her added Seoyeon in her mind. "Will it be okay for you to drink my blood?" She saw his questioning look and added, "I mean I am a dark... witchess," she said, her tone saddened with gloom and it was very evident to much extent that she didn't find her nature to be good.

"But your blood is red unlike the dark witchess earlier, and I tasted your blood once. To this day, don't I look very healthy?" She did thought it make sense. "The witchess could lie. We can speak to the white witch from the Associate later."

"Okay," she whispered and when his hand settled on the back of her head, tilting it behind, Jung Hwa saw her slender neck bobbed as she gulped.

"Relax, darling," he whispered but the moment Seoyeon felt his breaths brushing her neck, her nerves went erratic. She didn't know where to put her hand and decided to put it on his shoulder so in case if he drinks from her too much, she could stop him.

Jung Hwa watched her who looked beautiful and her expression was no less than a deer who was about to be eaten. The thirst he held back was getting harder to control and with a lot of blood loss, it was hellish for him to continue holding back from drinking her blood. His tongue licks his fangs before opening his mouth to press the two sharp teeth on her white skin, drinking the sweet woman he finally has for his own.