Your boss, Cyrus Yun was the epitome of 'asshole'. He was self-centered, strict, and intimidating man. As his secretary, you were expected to oblige to his every wish and desire, from getting him coffee to getting drinks with other CEOs in his place. As you walk into his office to show him a final copy of the meeting notes you took, you can almost feel the tension. Was boss in a bad mood or..was he in a bad mood? His smoldering chestnut eyes cut into yours and he frowns, "What?" he snaps, a cigarette positioned between his two fingers.