7 Chapter-7: DIABOLOS {διάβολος} (devil)

"THE DEVIL DOESN'T COME DRESSED IN A RED CAPE AND HORNS.

HE COMES IN EVERYTHING YOU'VE EVER WISHED FOR!

EXPECT ANYTHING FROM ANYONE, EVEN THE DEVIL WAS AN ANGEL FIRST!"

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Kim Taesung's POV:

I hear a knock on the door interrupting my work, or should I say my relaxing time.

"Come in!" I blurt out not bothered by the situation I'm in right now.

As I raise my head I notice my best friend Jisung entering my office.

With a smile plastered on his face, he entered my office and once he notices that my gaze is on him he flashes an eye smile which is quite adorable.

Well, bummer!

I'm not gay nor is he a woman.

The smile doesn't last long.

His face was now evident with confusion written over once read my facial expression.

An expression which had sweat, tiredness and...

PLEASURE written all over my face.

Just then she had to make a noise.

This made Jisung understand the scenario and what was going on in my office.

Well, more precisely

under my work desk.

Taesung: ARGH! Didn't I tell you not to make any noise slut!

I spat in annoyance flowing through my voice as I held the woman under my desk by her hair making her yelp in pain and embarrassment. The saliva and emission running down her chin made the substance shimmer in the broad daylight.

Once on her feet, I zipped up my pants and buckled my belt not bothered that my bestie is standing there bewildered by the sight unravelling in front of him nor does he bother about the awful silence that took over my office.

I looked at Jisung who had disgust written all over his face and I snickered at the very fact that he just hates me for these nuisances but, still somehow manages to let me off the hook.

Well, can't help it if you have a best friend who is

AS GOOD AS I AM!

3rd Person's POV:

Taesung: What made you come here out of the blue? And not to mention it's just 10 in the morning!

Jisung: Well what about you bastard?

ahh?

Even I can ask the same question you. What triggered you soo much to get a blowjob by some random bitch in the same 'just 10 in the morning'?!

Jisung replied in the exact tone as Taesung questioned him earlier in a mocking way making Taesung snicker and smirk at Jisung.

Taesung: Well priorities my son! You just don't get it. Okay now get to the point Mr Park.

Taesung spoke in a domineering voice making Jisung give a slight and brisk nod.

Jisung: Okay I will, but not with this woman here. Not to mention how her face is coated with liquid running down her chin! Gosh, this makes me wanna puke the breakfast I had earlier. Send her out First, only then I will start, 'Mr Kim'.

Taesung mockingly snickered and shook his head.

Taesung looked at the woman who stood there with layers of beauty products applied on her face with the intention to be flawless but little did she know that she looked like a 'motile make-up essential store'.

This scene made Jinsung's anger rise up even more.

Taesung: Miss --- Okay whatever. Haven't you heard what Mr Park had requested?

He said with a very obvious fake smile plastered on his face.

Miss.Cho: Oh! You can call me Cho, Mr Kim! And when should I come in again?

Jisung's Mind voice: Huff... Cho? Miss Cho my ass! Does she even know that Cho means beautiful? This bitch looks like she is completely coated with flour ready to be placed in the oven. She even had the audacity to ask this bastard when she can come in later? If she was my daughter I would screw her ears for sure.

Taesung: Oh there's no need for me to know your name nor do I need to tell you to enter my office another time, Miss.

Taesung walked towards her and predominately looked at her eyes as a predator would look at its prey.

Taesung: You have no place in this office anymore. You're fired!

Miss Cho: W-what? Mr Kim? Why am I fired?

Taesung: Hahaha, Woah. Okay...well

Number one: I'm not interested in using the same person twice.

Number two: I don't appreciate girls who come and voluntarily fall on me like a 'whore'.

Number three: That is why I only allowed you to give me a blow job.

Taesung turned his back and started walking towards his chair leaving the said lady bewildered and shock.

Embarrassed to the point that not even a single word can escape her lips.

Taesung suddenly halted his tracks and turned his head sideways. He looked at the woman and spoke.

Taesung: "Oh dear, I forgot about this... the main point.

YOU SUCK AT IT!"

He savagely snickered and continued his steps while the woman walked out of his office after gaining invisible slaps across her face.

This whole drama made Jisung laugh out once he confirmed that the lady was out of his best friends office.

Jisung: Now that is what you call a backfiring. Bitch thought you will rock her on your lap.

Taesung: Hmm...she's not even my type man. Today morning on the lift she voluntarily hit on me.

Well, why waste a free Blowjob.

But God was she horrible? Damn, I was trying to release but she was just delaying it with her sloppy method. It was so frustrating.

Jisung: Why do you even let her do this to you when you know that she isn't you're type?

Jisung looked at Taesung with a facial expression filled with doubt and curiosity.

Taesung: As I said, "Why turn down a free BJ ?!"

Taesung shrugged his shoulder making Jisung shake his head and let out a huff of breath.

Jisung: Okay, I have come here to inform you and hand in the file we were talking about yesterday night.

Jisung took the file to hand it over to Taesung but stopped midway when he found Taesung not concentrated on their conversation. He looked like he was in his own trance.

Jisung: Hey! Tae... Taesung! Kim Taesung!!!

This loud noise emitted by Jisung made Taesung snap out of his train of thoughts and enter the reality which was displayed right before his eyes.

Taesung: What?!

Jisung: I should ask that question to you, idiot! You were in your own world. What happened?

Taesung just shook his head and looked at Jisung with a blank but slightly worn-out expression.

Taesung: Nothing much Sung-ie, it's just that I feel soo burdened that I can't even concentrate on anything and my mind is just fogged up. You know this is not what I really like doing.

Jisung: I know what you're going through Taesung. That's why I wanted to come in person instead of delivering the file through my PA.

Taesung: And what would that be?

Jisung: Well you know that I also own a graduating school right? And... I know just how much you liked to share your thoughts and teach others. So, why don't you take a break and teach in my school for some time?