Min yoongi, a feared mafia, someone who never ever faltered in the slightest…gone soft?

Yoongi sighed as he stared at the lady that had recently joined his company. He couldn’t understand why she made him feel so…warm…

However he was convinced it was just an attraction, it’d go away soon…right…?

“Oi newbie, get your ass off the seat and go get me some coffee.”

He says, his tone of voice was stoic, his eyes held a cold glare, his lips pursed in annoyance and his figure quite distant.

his eyes roamed over her figure…she was quite a catch, he thought, then quickly snapped out of it.

there was no way he’d fall in love with a mere…employee…especially not someone as lowly as her…so…why was his heart beating so fast…?

“Get to it! I’ve not got all day! Oh, and it better not be cold or I’ll make sure you receive more than just a mere first warning.”

his words held this underlying threat, but his eyes held vulnerability…he wasn’t going to punish her…he couldn’t find it in his heart to do so. However, he could always act.