Free Web NovelHeewon’s eyes snapped wide open. Who was sending such lewd signals as naturally as breathing? He wanted to protest immediately, but because it was the company, he held back.
“Don’t make those heavy breathing sounds.”
“I’ve never made heavy breathing sounds.”
Heewon quickly pulled his hand away. As he stepped back, the intercom phone rang at just the right moment. Kwon Youngjae picked up with a businesslike attitude, as if nothing had happened.
“Yes.”
“Executive Director, Executive Director Park Changwon has something to report.”
“Tell him to come in.”
After a brief reply, not long after, there was a knock on the door. Executive Director Park entered the office with the marketing team leader.
“Good day, Executive Director. Hehe, did you have a good weekend?”
“Let’s keep it brief and to the point.”
Kwon Youngjae cut off Park’s meaningless greeting with a dry tone. Sitting upright and staring straight ahead, he looked exactly like the usual meticulous Executive Director Kwon.
The reason Park came was that the rough cut of the filming had been completed. He opened his laptop and played about five minutes of video.
The video quality was decent. So much effort was put into editing that no one would have guessed from watching it how tense the atmosphere had been that day.
The scene of dominant Alphas gathered and talking was aesthetically perfect, and the accompanying effects and cut edits were filled with elements that the younger generation would like.
How much the employees had been overworked over the weekend to produce such a result.
Since Executive Director Kwon had left last Friday clearly angry, Park was surely restless as well. To keep his position, he must have squeezed the employees’ sweat and blood. Thanks to that, the respectable rough cut was presented on Monday morning.
“Not bad.”
Kwon Youngjae also gave a cool appraisal. Whatever the process, the result was satisfactory.
“Then, can we proceed as is...?”
“Yes, no separate revisions seem necessary.”
Only after hearing this, Park and the marketing team leader sighed in relief.
“However—”
As his short voice cut through the air, Park and the marketing team froze with smiles still on their faces. Kwon Youngjae crossed his arms and sharpened his gaze. That cold look landed squarely ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) on both their faces.
“Don’t make me do this kind of thing again.”
“...Ah.”
“This is your final warning.”
Y-Yes, Executive Director. Park bowed repeatedly with a pale face. The marketing team leader was terrified, flailing his hands nervously. Heewon stepped in, packed up the laptop, guided these confused men out, and opened the door for them.
“Secretary Kim.”
Just as he was about to follow them out, a low voice stopped his steps from behind. Heewon let the guests leave first, then closed the door and turned back.
“Yes, Executive Director.”
Kwon nodded stiffly, motioning him to come closer.
Cautiously, Heewon pressed the lock button. There was no sound, but the sensation of the door locking reached his fingertips.
“Do you have anything more to say...?”
Instead of answering, Kwon opened a drawer above the desk. A yellow envelope was pulled out. It looked quite heavy, as if filled with many documents.
“Check this.”
Heewon quickly opened the papers he tossed onto the desk. The moment he saw the letters on the first page, a bright joy spread across Heewon’s face. Samhwa Building. Owner: Kim Heewon.
“The transfer... is done.”
He had completely forgotten about the building transfer case after delegating it to Lawyer Park. The promised three months had long passed, but Kwon Youngjae had never mentioned anything. He just assumed it was going smoothly.
Seeing the paperwork confirmed it, and a surge of overwhelming emotion rose. From now on, there would be no worries about making a living.
“That makes you happy?”
“Of course. I became a building owner.”
“More of a materialist than I thought.”
Heewon glanced sideways. Leaning back comfortably in his chair, Kwon had been watching his face since earlier. Maybe he smiled too much — his gums felt a bit dry.
He wiped away the lingering smile at the corner of his mouth. Even after returning to his usual calm expression, Kwon’s gaze didn’t falter. He tapped the armrest of his chair lightly and said,
“So, now that you’re a building owner, are you going to shut your mouth?”
There’s a saying that the rich get greedier. Heewon quietly stared at the man whose eyes gleamed as if to pick his pockets.
“...Should I treat you to a meal?”
“A meal, at most.”
Kwon scoffed at the insincere offer. His long fingers still tapped the armrest. Listening to the steady rhythm made Heewon’s heart jump and his mouth go dry.
“Is there anything else you want?”
“That depends on the giver’s heart.”
“I don’t think Executive Director needs anything particular...”
Heewon suddenly smelled bergamot wrapped around him and took a deep breath. His body, accustomed to Kwon Youngjae’s pheromones, immediately started reacting. His lower abdomen tingled, and he forced his loosening mind to tighten.
“Are you serious? It’s broad daylight, and there are secretaries outside.”
“What are you thinking?”
“No. Absolutely not in the office.”
After emphasizing twice, thrice, Kwon straightened his upper body. As if deciding not to waste any more time, he pulled over the documents to review and laid them out before him.
“Enough, go.”
“.......”
“Buy me dinner later or something.”
His calm tone was the usual one. Kwon wasn’t the type to hold grudges, and he knew the pheromones he’d just released were just a joke.
I know... I really know...
But Heewon couldn’t bring himself to leave the office easily. Standing by the door handle, he quietly looked beyond the windowpane. Reason and instinct fiercely clashed. Heewon faced a life-defining dilemma.
Suddenly, turning his face with determination, he heard the quiet voice of Executive Director call. freёwebnovel.com
“Please shout at me once.”
“What?”
“Like you’re angry, loudly.”
Kwon frowned, apparently finding the baseless request a bit absurd. His expression was like giving a pass — now all that was left was to get angry.
“.......”
After a brief silence, he finally seemed to understand Heewon’s intention. A light gleamed in his black eyes.
Instead of shouting, he slammed his fist on the desk. The secretaries startled by the loud noise flinched, visible through the glass.
Heewon immediately pressed the button under the desk. With a click, the glass window turned completely opaque.
“Smart move.”
“Let’s finish quickly.”
That seemed to be the starting signal as their lips stuck together. Kwon pushed his chair back and stood, and Heewon sat on the desk, pulling him closer.
His thick thigh spread between Heewon’s knees and entered. As his upper body gradually leaned back, Heewon tightened his grip on the hand wrapped around his shoulder. He felt Kwon firmly supporting his lower back. Their bodies pressed closer, tongues mixing wildly. Over the sound of sucking, a hot sigh unknown whose it was melted into the air.
Admit it. Sneaking around like this at work was way more thrilling than lazing around at home.
Especially the office setting played a big part. Though a place he entered daily, he always felt tense stepping in here and tried not to forget his role as secretary.
But now, he threw all that away and clung only to Kwon. Thinking of the documents spread beneath them and the employees working behind the walls gave him goosebumps.
Maybe because he was more excited than usual, Heewon emitted strong pheromones. Panting, he grabbed Kwon’s shoulder. The shirt tailored to fit Kwon’s shoulders was so tight there was nothing to grab onto. His fingers scratched only the empty fabric.
“Ha, wait a moment.”
Kwon exhaled deeply and lowered his head. Hidden inside the short, black suit pants, his thick erection pressed subtly against Heewon’s thigh.
How could kissing make someone this excited? Heewon couldn’t help but laugh at himself.
“Executive Director, you’re really... vigorous.”
Heewon mumbled, wiping his wet lips with the back of his hand. Though a cold gaze fell on him, he was not embarrassed. He grabbed Kwon’s annoyed cheek and wiped his wet lips for him instead.
“Think you can finish within five minutes?”
“Think so?”
“That depends on the receiver.”
Heewon slightly changed the words Kwon had told him, and Kwon let out a sighing laugh. Gripping the desk with both hands, eyes sharply narrowed, his face mixed with excitement and irritation looked extremely erotic.
“Secretary Kim, with your skills, even thirty minutes of sucking won’t make me come.” fгeewebnovёl.com
“Should I not do it?”
A large hand covered Heewon’s crown. Somewhat forceful, but never hurting, the strength pressed him down firmly.
His body, which had been sitting on the desk, naturally slid down to the floor. Kneeling down, Kwon sat in the chair, legs spread wide. Despite his relaxed posture, his downward gaze looked as cold as ever.
“Do it.”
