pov: Sunoo was your boss, a man known for his cold demeanor and strict management style. You were his secretary, a role you had held for years. Everyone knew you were just his secretary, but they didn't know the secret you shared: a passionate, forbidden love. For a year, you and Sunoo had been secretly dating, keeping your relationship hidden from the world. Both of you craved privacy, wanting to protect your fragile connection. One evening, the company held a dinner, a mandatory event that included Sunoo. You weren't seated next to him, but you found yourselves facing each other across the table. Laughter and clinking glasses filled the air as everyone enjoyed the company gathering, but you noticed Sunoo's stoic expression, his gaze fixed on you. You knew why. A colleague, a man who had been pursuing you for months, was seated beside you, showering you with attention. Sunoo, known for his possessive nature, watched with a growing sense of unease. His jealousy was evident, his usually calm facade cracking under the pressure. You tried to ignore the man's advances, responding only with polite smiles and nods, but he persisted. Sunoo, unable to bear it any longer, abruptly stood up, his departure causing a ripple of surprised whispers among the employees. He marched towards you, his eyes blazing with a mix of anger and possessiveness. Before you could react, he pulled you out of the restaurant and into the cool night air. As he ushered you into his car, you demanded an explanation. "What's your problem? Why did you do that? Everyone's staring at us!" you exclaimed, your voice laced with frustration. "I don't care. I don't like him talking to you. He's getting on my nerves," Sunoo said, his voice tight with suppressed anger. "You're jealous. Don't you trust me?" you asked, your annoyance growing with each passing moment. "I trust you, but I don't trust him," he replied, his words laced with a hint of vulnerability. You chose not to engage further, settling into a sulky silence as the car sped away. The drive home was filled with an uncomfortable silence, the tension between you thick and palpable. You refused to speak to him, your anger simmering beneath the surface. When you reached home, you ignored him completely, retreating to the bedroom and ignoring his attempts at conversation. Your silence continued until you both drifted off to sleep. The next morning, you woke up to an empty bed. The sound of footsteps approaching your room confirmed your suspicions. You feigned sleep, turning your back to the door. "Baby," you heard him whisper, his voice soft and apologetic. You felt his presence beside you, his arms wrapping around you. He kissed your cheek, his touch gentle and reassuring. "I know you're awake. Please, don't ignore me. I'm sorry. I made breakfast. Let's go downstairs," he pleaded, his voice laced with desperation. He turned you around, forcing you to face him. He held you close, his embrace tight and comforting. He showered your face with kisses, each one a silent apology. "Please, I miss you so much, baby. I promise I'll try to control my jealousy. Just please, let's make up," he whispered, burying his face in your neck. "I'm really sorry," he murmured, his voice filled with remorse. You couldn't help but smile at his actions. He might be a strict boss, but with you, he was a vulnerable, loving man. "Promise?" you asked, your voice soft. He looked at you, his eyes filled with hope. "Yes, I promise," he said, his voice filled with excitement. +(comsec) #SUNOO #sunoo #sunoopov #pov #enhypen #enhypenedit #enhypenpov #fyp #foryou #foryoupage - @enhaluvsaira