—Present Day—

San Francisco, California


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Please don't ask me why I was late today. Please don't ask me why I was late today.

As I sat in front of my brother's desk, I tried not to think about this morning's three-hour kissing session in Lisa's car—tried not to think about the fact that her mouth was made for being attached to mine and no man had ever come close to kissing me the way she did.

I really hope she disabled the security cameras like she said.

I watched as Hanbin looked over the confirmation files for his honeymoon trip, double checking each flight's time and each pilot's flight history. Since Rosé had a fear of flying, he was adamant about making me double-check every pilot's safety record before presenting any new trip ideas to her. Hell, now that I was here, he was adamant about making me check everything he had planned regarding Rosé.

I honestly preferred working on things like this for him than forcing myself to read through endless tax and real estate documents, but I knew he'd never allow me to be his executive assistant. He claimed I "wouldn't love him anymore" if I was exposed to everything that went into that position.

"Okay, everything looks great." He nodded at me. "Thank you very much. Make sure Rosé gets a copy of these pilot records in the next few weeks."

"Will do, and you're welcome." I took the papers and placed them into my folder. Then I noticed I had a new text from Lisa.

LISA: I'm taking a lunch break in ten minutes. You should come sit on my face.

JENNIE: How romantic, Lisa.

LISA: Is that a no?

JENNIE: It's an, I'll be there in five minutes.

I felt my cheeks reddening and noticed Han was looking at me intently. He was a master at reading people's expressions, so I knew I had to get him to put me out of his office before he could ask me why I was blushing.

"You know," I said, standing to my feet. "I honestly never thought that you would get married, Han."

"Why not?"

"Well, I did come live with you once you started building this company, remember? Before I got smart and went away to college. There were a lot of women in and out of that condo back then."

"No, there weren't." He sighed, his intent gaze over. "I never brought any woman near you, and you know that."

"I didn't see them, but I found all their panties underneath the couch cushions—the little mementos they left behind so you could remember how amazing the night was. They even left little notes on the inside tags—'Last night was the best night of my life,' 'You're the best lay I've ever had,' and my personal favorite—Oohhh call me anytime, Hanbin. I'll drop whatever I'm doing if it means I get to fuck you again."

"Get out of my office, Jennie."

I laughed and walked to the door. "By the way, you need to make sure you have that buyout file for your international call in a few hours."

"Angela briefed me on that hours ago because you weren't here on time today. For the fourth day in a row. Care to explain why?"

Shit. "I can be late."

"You can be unemployed."

I crossed my arms. "Are you going to be this strict with your new stepdaughters, Ella and Kristina? Are they going to get the overprotective treatment too?"

"You're avoiding my question."

"I am." I flipped my hair over my shoulder. "I'm also thinking about putting in a complaint to Human Resources about the CEO being excessively hard on me, so watch it."

"Can you at least make sure you're on time for your dress fitting? Rosé will stress out about anything wedding-related if it's more than a second late."

"I'll be there early," I said. "I am so honored to give you and your craziness away to someone else. Have you shown her your true colors when it comes to how angry you can get, or are you saving them for later?"

"Jennie..." He was definitely frustrated with something other than me.

Great!

"Mr. Kim?" Angela's voice came over the intercom.

"Yes?"

"One of your security advisors is here sir. He says it's urgent. Should I tell him to wait until you're done speaking with Jennie?"

"No." He shook his head. "We're more than done here. Send him in, please. Oh, and Angela?"

"Yes, Mr. Kim?"

"On little Miss Kim's way out, could you hand her the employee policy on tardiness and order her a Cartier watch—with the biggest numbers available? Have it shipped overnight."

"Yes, sir."

I rolled my eyes at him. "You are the worst."

"I love you, too."

I stepped out of his office and let out a breath.

He definitely doesn't know anything.

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