K-pop Idol Imagines - Chapter 68: Chapter 68
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Irene Bae was a perfect example of a 'damsel in distress.'
She was born into a rich family but her fate was already tied with someone else when she was just 12.
So, when she became 28, her father arranged her marriage to a man named, Jinyoung. The young CEO and heir of the Park family. He was on the list of youngest billionaires and youngest CEOs put out by Forbes magazine.
It was every girl's dream to marry a Greek god of a man. Handsome and manner, everything a girl could ever dream of, and Irene was getting it.
However, she was not one to take privileges. She was upset, distressed, and frustrated at the thought of not having her own choices since she was young. Every path, every step of her life was already decided, and she had to follow it, no matter what.
Being the eldest daughter of the Bae family, it was her supreme duty to be a role model for her siblings.
But, it was not Irene wanted in her life, ever.
Her marriage was a full television broadcast for everyone in her country to see. She was a mere showpiece for her family and now, Jinyoung's too.
Irene was purely devastated inside, yet she put on her best smile and waved away her every problem like it was nothing.
Inside, she knew, it was just the starting of a new hell.
Months passed and Irene started to get comfortable in her new routine with her husband. They would wake up early, have breakfast on a long dining table while sitting opposite from each other, and then Irene would help him wear his coat and they both wouldn't dare to speak a word.
However, today was a different day.
Jinyoung turned around as Irene adjusted his tie and he said, "I want you to come with me to the office."
Irene halted and tilted her head to look at Jinyoung's face. Her eyes studied his expressions and she questioned simply, "Why?"
Jinyoung stepped away and answered, "I want my employees to meet their CEO's wife and well, I have a new business trip coming up, so if there's an emergency, you should be familiar with the office and staff."
Irene intertwined her hands in front of her and sighed internally. She knew, this time too, that the answer was decided already, so she nodded and replied, "I'd love to."
"Good. My driver would come and pick you up by eleven. I'll see you in my office."
With that said, Jinyoung left with his brand-new Louis Vuitton shoes clicking against the marble floor. Irene watched his figure disappearing outside the door and she let out a breath of relief.
It had been weeks since she left the mansion. She wanted to explore and this was an opportunity.
By 10:30, Irene rushed into her room.
She wore a tailored black pantsuit that fitted her like a glove.
The jacket was cut to nip in at the waist, emphasizing her curves, while the trousers were straight-legged and fall to the floor with just a hint of a flare. The suit was made of high-quality wool that drapes perfectly, and the fabric had a subtle sheen that adds a touch of luxury.
Beneath the jacket, she wore a crisp white button-up shirt that was neatly tucked into her trousers. The shirt had a pointed collar and is pressed to perfection, giving her a crisp, polished look.
She accessorized with a sleek black leather tote bag that was large enough to carry her work essentials, but not so big as to look bulky. The bag had a simple design with minimal hardware, adding to the overall elegance of the look. She also wore classic black pumps with modest heels that provide comfort and stability.
Her makeup was natural, with a touch of blush on her cheeks and a subtle pink lip. She wore minimal jewelry, with a simple pair of diamond stud earrings that added just a hint of sparkle to the overall look.
A perfect businesswoman look some might say.
Checking her wristwatch, she heard a knock on her door and she said, "Yes?"
"Your ride is here, ma'am, " the maid said from the other side.
Irene gave her reflection one last glance and replied, "I'm coming."
As the car winded its way through the streets of the city, the view from the backseat window revealed a glamorous world of luxury and sophistication. Irene looked out at the passing scenery, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling metropolis.
The buildings towered above her, their sleek glass facades reflecting the sunlight and casting a warm glow on the streets below. The sidewalks were busy with people dressed in chic designer clothing, hurrying to and fro with purposeful strides. She could see storefronts and boutiques displaying the latest fashions and trends, tempting her with their lavish displays.
As the car approached an intersection, she caught a glimpse of a high-end restaurant with valet parking and a line of sleek sports cars waiting outside. She imagined the stylish diners inside, sipping champagne and savoring gourmet cuisine.
The car turned onto a wide boulevard lined with trees and expensive homes. The lawns were perfectly manicured, and the homes were stately and imposing, with grand entrances and expensive cars parked in the driveways. Irene imagined the opulent interiors of those homes, with their fine art, plush furnishings, and impressive views of the city.
In the distance, she could see the glittering skyline, with its iconic skyscrapers and landmarks. The city sparkled and shone a beacon of glamour and wealth.
As Irene approached the building of one of the country's biggest cosmetic line companies, she couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at its grandeur. The building stood tall and imposing, a gleaming tower of glass and steel that dominated the skyline.
Outside, the front entrance was flanked by towering pillars of marble, and the doors were made of heavy, polished wood. The company's logo was emblazoned in large letters across the top of the building, and the windows sparkle in the sunlight.
The car stopped and the driver opened the door she stepped out and she looked up at the building once again. Out of a sudden, she was feeling nervous.
This was her introduction as Jinyoung's wife in his company.
As Irene stepped inside, she was greeted by a stunning, modern interior. The lobby was vast and open, with high ceilings and sleek, minimalist decor. Large, modern art pieces adorn the walls, and the floors are made of glossy marble. A large reception desk stands in the center of the space, staffed by impeccably dressed receptionists.
The air was filled with the scent of expensive perfume and the sound of soft music, creating an atmosphere of luxury and sophistication. The female lead could see people moving about the space, some dressed in lab coats and carrying trays of test tubes, while others were dressed in sharp business suits and carrying briefcases.
As she made her way through the lobby, the female lead caught a glimpse of a massive display case filled with some of the company's most popular products, from high-end makeup to luxurious skincare treatments. She felt a thrill of excitement at the prospect of being the wife of Park Jinyoung.
Irene approached a sleek elevator and stepped inside, feeling a sense of anticipation as the doors closed behind her. As the elevator ascended to the upper floors of the building, she couldn't help but wonder what other wonders lay in store for her in this world of beauty and glamour.
Irene adjusted her blazer in the elevator's mirror and ran her fingers through her hair, settling them naturally.
As Irene stepped out of the elevator onto the topmost CEO's floor, she was immediately struck by the sleek and modern design of the space. The walls were made of glass, allowing natural light to flood the open floor plan. The carpet is plush and white, and the furniture was all made of gleaming steel and glass.
The reception area was expansive, with a large circular desk at its center. The desk was manned by two impeccably dressed assistants, who greet her with warm smiles and offer her a seat.
As she waited for her turn, Irene took in the stunning view of the city skyline through the floor-to-ceiling windows. She noticed that several conference rooms and private offices were lining the perimeter of the floor, each with its own breathtaking view.
The overall ambiance of Jinyoung's floor was one of power and sophistication. Everything from the art on the walls to the luxurious amenities seemed designed to impress and intimidate.
Clearing her throat, she saw one of the assistants walking towards her and bowing respectfully, saying, "Nice to meet you, ma'am. I'm Sir's assistant, Song Juyeon."
Irene stood up, smiled, and bowed in return, replying, "Nice to meet you too, Juyeon. I'm--"
"Sir's wife. I know you, "Juyeon said with a smile and she led her to Jinyoung's room. She held the doorknob open, saying, "Let me know ma'am if you want any help from me."
Irene, wordlessly, thanked her by smiling at her and walked into the office.
Irene was struck by the opulence of the space. The office was spacious, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a stunning view of the city skyline. The walls were paneled in a rich, dark wood, and there were tasteful works of art on display throughout the room.
The centerpiece of the office was a massive wooden desk, which dominated the space. Jinyoung was seated behind the desk, his posture straight and his gaze focused on his laptop. The desk was perfectly organized, with a leather blotter, an inkwell, and a stack of papers neatly arranged on one side.
Irene stopped in front of his desk and clicked her heels twice at which Jinyoung looked up.
"Oh, you're here. Come. Sit, "Jinyoung gestured for her to follow him to the sofa on the other side and they comfortably sat in front of each other.
Irene kept her purse aside and cleared her throat as Jinyoung poured her a glass of water.
"I was busy. Sorry, I couldn't escort you myself, "Jinyoung said as he handed her the glass and Irene took it with a shake of her head.
"It's fine. Don't worry, "she replied, honestly.
Jinyoung leaned back on the sofa and asked, "So, did you like it here?"
Irene sipped the water and replied, "Yes. It's lovely here. The atmosphere is bright and everyone looks welcoming."
"That's good to hear. I guess, it'd be easier for you than I thought it'd be, "Jinyoung said with a smile and took out his phone from his pocket.
He made a quick call to his assistant and looked at his wife, saying, "As you're aware of my business trip, I'll keep this short."
Irene sat silently in her seat and looked at Jinyoung with the utmost attention.
"I've been called to Finland for a business deal. We're deciding to expand our brand there. This could take me up to a month or so, "he explained.
Irene's heart skipped a beat and she realized that Jinyoung wouldn't be here with her for a month. The thought of freedom buzzed her senses as she clenched her fists to control her emotions.
"And, as your husband, I can't leave you alone in the mansion or office for that matter. I decided to hire a helper or an assistant for you."
Irene's heart suddenly dropped at the thought of assistant.
That was worse than Jinyoung being here.
A soft knock on the door distracted Irene from her thoughts and Jinyoung said, "Come in. Irene, here is your assistant."
The door opened with minimal sound and Irene heard the clicking of heels as her head turned around to look at the person.
And, all of a sudden, it looked like Irene's whole existence stopped for a moment. Her eyes were fixated on the person walking towards her.
Her "assistant" walked into the office wearing a sharp, tailored pantsuit in a deep navy blue. The suit had a fitted blazer with a single button closure, highlighting her slim waistline, and a pair of matching straight-leg pants that fell perfectly to the floor.
Underneath, she wore a crisp, white button-down shirt with a subtly patterned tie that added a touch of femininity to her look. Her hair was styled in a sleek, low bun, and she was wearing understated makeup that accentuated her natural beauty. Her black leather pumps have a modest heel, providing both comfort and sophistication.
"Meet Miss Y/N L/N. She'd be staying at our mansion for the time being and will help you with everything you need, "Jinyoung said as he stood up to shake Y/N's hand.
Irene who was transfixed on Y/N's gorgeous face couldn't move an inch. She was flabbergasted for the first time in her life.
Jinyoung's voice pulled her out of her trance and she immediately stood up as she looked up at Y/N's smiling face and down at her extended hand.
"Nice to meet you, Misses Park. I'm Y/N L/N, your assistant, "Y/N's voice pulled Irene in like a magnet.
It was insane for someone to intrigue her so much in their first meeting but Irene carefully held her hand and shook it, replying, "Nice to meet you too, Miss Y/N."
Y/N shook her head dismissively and said, "Y/N is fine."
Irene stared at her broad smile with a thundering heart and nodded, saying, "Okay, Y/N."
Suddenly, an assistant wasn't sounding so bad to Irene.
So, here we are. I've tried. I'm still trying.
She was born into a rich family but her fate was already tied with someone else when she was just 12.
So, when she became 28, her father arranged her marriage to a man named, Jinyoung. The young CEO and heir of the Park family. He was on the list of youngest billionaires and youngest CEOs put out by Forbes magazine.
It was every girl's dream to marry a Greek god of a man. Handsome and manner, everything a girl could ever dream of, and Irene was getting it.
However, she was not one to take privileges. She was upset, distressed, and frustrated at the thought of not having her own choices since she was young. Every path, every step of her life was already decided, and she had to follow it, no matter what.
Being the eldest daughter of the Bae family, it was her supreme duty to be a role model for her siblings.
But, it was not Irene wanted in her life, ever.
Her marriage was a full television broadcast for everyone in her country to see. She was a mere showpiece for her family and now, Jinyoung's too.
Irene was purely devastated inside, yet she put on her best smile and waved away her every problem like it was nothing.
Inside, she knew, it was just the starting of a new hell.
Months passed and Irene started to get comfortable in her new routine with her husband. They would wake up early, have breakfast on a long dining table while sitting opposite from each other, and then Irene would help him wear his coat and they both wouldn't dare to speak a word.
However, today was a different day.
Jinyoung turned around as Irene adjusted his tie and he said, "I want you to come with me to the office."
Irene halted and tilted her head to look at Jinyoung's face. Her eyes studied his expressions and she questioned simply, "Why?"
Jinyoung stepped away and answered, "I want my employees to meet their CEO's wife and well, I have a new business trip coming up, so if there's an emergency, you should be familiar with the office and staff."
Irene intertwined her hands in front of her and sighed internally. She knew, this time too, that the answer was decided already, so she nodded and replied, "I'd love to."
"Good. My driver would come and pick you up by eleven. I'll see you in my office."
With that said, Jinyoung left with his brand-new Louis Vuitton shoes clicking against the marble floor. Irene watched his figure disappearing outside the door and she let out a breath of relief.
It had been weeks since she left the mansion. She wanted to explore and this was an opportunity.
By 10:30, Irene rushed into her room.
She wore a tailored black pantsuit that fitted her like a glove.
The jacket was cut to nip in at the waist, emphasizing her curves, while the trousers were straight-legged and fall to the floor with just a hint of a flare. The suit was made of high-quality wool that drapes perfectly, and the fabric had a subtle sheen that adds a touch of luxury.
Beneath the jacket, she wore a crisp white button-up shirt that was neatly tucked into her trousers. The shirt had a pointed collar and is pressed to perfection, giving her a crisp, polished look.
She accessorized with a sleek black leather tote bag that was large enough to carry her work essentials, but not so big as to look bulky. The bag had a simple design with minimal hardware, adding to the overall elegance of the look. She also wore classic black pumps with modest heels that provide comfort and stability.
Her makeup was natural, with a touch of blush on her cheeks and a subtle pink lip. She wore minimal jewelry, with a simple pair of diamond stud earrings that added just a hint of sparkle to the overall look.
A perfect businesswoman look some might say.
Checking her wristwatch, she heard a knock on her door and she said, "Yes?"
"Your ride is here, ma'am, " the maid said from the other side.
Irene gave her reflection one last glance and replied, "I'm coming."
As the car winded its way through the streets of the city, the view from the backseat window revealed a glamorous world of luxury and sophistication. Irene looked out at the passing scenery, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling metropolis.
The buildings towered above her, their sleek glass facades reflecting the sunlight and casting a warm glow on the streets below. The sidewalks were busy with people dressed in chic designer clothing, hurrying to and fro with purposeful strides. She could see storefronts and boutiques displaying the latest fashions and trends, tempting her with their lavish displays.
As the car approached an intersection, she caught a glimpse of a high-end restaurant with valet parking and a line of sleek sports cars waiting outside. She imagined the stylish diners inside, sipping champagne and savoring gourmet cuisine.
The car turned onto a wide boulevard lined with trees and expensive homes. The lawns were perfectly manicured, and the homes were stately and imposing, with grand entrances and expensive cars parked in the driveways. Irene imagined the opulent interiors of those homes, with their fine art, plush furnishings, and impressive views of the city.
In the distance, she could see the glittering skyline, with its iconic skyscrapers and landmarks. The city sparkled and shone a beacon of glamour and wealth.
As Irene approached the building of one of the country's biggest cosmetic line companies, she couldn't help but feel a sense of awe at its grandeur. The building stood tall and imposing, a gleaming tower of glass and steel that dominated the skyline.
Outside, the front entrance was flanked by towering pillars of marble, and the doors were made of heavy, polished wood. The company's logo was emblazoned in large letters across the top of the building, and the windows sparkle in the sunlight.
The car stopped and the driver opened the door she stepped out and she looked up at the building once again. Out of a sudden, she was feeling nervous.
This was her introduction as Jinyoung's wife in his company.
As Irene stepped inside, she was greeted by a stunning, modern interior. The lobby was vast and open, with high ceilings and sleek, minimalist decor. Large, modern art pieces adorn the walls, and the floors are made of glossy marble. A large reception desk stands in the center of the space, staffed by impeccably dressed receptionists.
The air was filled with the scent of expensive perfume and the sound of soft music, creating an atmosphere of luxury and sophistication. The female lead could see people moving about the space, some dressed in lab coats and carrying trays of test tubes, while others were dressed in sharp business suits and carrying briefcases.
As she made her way through the lobby, the female lead caught a glimpse of a massive display case filled with some of the company's most popular products, from high-end makeup to luxurious skincare treatments. She felt a thrill of excitement at the prospect of being the wife of Park Jinyoung.
Irene approached a sleek elevator and stepped inside, feeling a sense of anticipation as the doors closed behind her. As the elevator ascended to the upper floors of the building, she couldn't help but wonder what other wonders lay in store for her in this world of beauty and glamour.
Irene adjusted her blazer in the elevator's mirror and ran her fingers through her hair, settling them naturally.
As Irene stepped out of the elevator onto the topmost CEO's floor, she was immediately struck by the sleek and modern design of the space. The walls were made of glass, allowing natural light to flood the open floor plan. The carpet is plush and white, and the furniture was all made of gleaming steel and glass.
The reception area was expansive, with a large circular desk at its center. The desk was manned by two impeccably dressed assistants, who greet her with warm smiles and offer her a seat.
As she waited for her turn, Irene took in the stunning view of the city skyline through the floor-to-ceiling windows. She noticed that several conference rooms and private offices were lining the perimeter of the floor, each with its own breathtaking view.
The overall ambiance of Jinyoung's floor was one of power and sophistication. Everything from the art on the walls to the luxurious amenities seemed designed to impress and intimidate.
Clearing her throat, she saw one of the assistants walking towards her and bowing respectfully, saying, "Nice to meet you, ma'am. I'm Sir's assistant, Song Juyeon."
Irene stood up, smiled, and bowed in return, replying, "Nice to meet you too, Juyeon. I'm--"
"Sir's wife. I know you, "Juyeon said with a smile and she led her to Jinyoung's room. She held the doorknob open, saying, "Let me know ma'am if you want any help from me."
Irene, wordlessly, thanked her by smiling at her and walked into the office.
Irene was struck by the opulence of the space. The office was spacious, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a stunning view of the city skyline. The walls were paneled in a rich, dark wood, and there were tasteful works of art on display throughout the room.
The centerpiece of the office was a massive wooden desk, which dominated the space. Jinyoung was seated behind the desk, his posture straight and his gaze focused on his laptop. The desk was perfectly organized, with a leather blotter, an inkwell, and a stack of papers neatly arranged on one side.
Irene stopped in front of his desk and clicked her heels twice at which Jinyoung looked up.
"Oh, you're here. Come. Sit, "Jinyoung gestured for her to follow him to the sofa on the other side and they comfortably sat in front of each other.
Irene kept her purse aside and cleared her throat as Jinyoung poured her a glass of water.
"I was busy. Sorry, I couldn't escort you myself, "Jinyoung said as he handed her the glass and Irene took it with a shake of her head.
"It's fine. Don't worry, "she replied, honestly.
Jinyoung leaned back on the sofa and asked, "So, did you like it here?"
Irene sipped the water and replied, "Yes. It's lovely here. The atmosphere is bright and everyone looks welcoming."
"That's good to hear. I guess, it'd be easier for you than I thought it'd be, "Jinyoung said with a smile and took out his phone from his pocket.
He made a quick call to his assistant and looked at his wife, saying, "As you're aware of my business trip, I'll keep this short."
Irene sat silently in her seat and looked at Jinyoung with the utmost attention.
"I've been called to Finland for a business deal. We're deciding to expand our brand there. This could take me up to a month or so, "he explained.
Irene's heart skipped a beat and she realized that Jinyoung wouldn't be here with her for a month. The thought of freedom buzzed her senses as she clenched her fists to control her emotions.
"And, as your husband, I can't leave you alone in the mansion or office for that matter. I decided to hire a helper or an assistant for you."
Irene's heart suddenly dropped at the thought of assistant.
That was worse than Jinyoung being here.
A soft knock on the door distracted Irene from her thoughts and Jinyoung said, "Come in. Irene, here is your assistant."
The door opened with minimal sound and Irene heard the clicking of heels as her head turned around to look at the person.
And, all of a sudden, it looked like Irene's whole existence stopped for a moment. Her eyes were fixated on the person walking towards her.
Her "assistant" walked into the office wearing a sharp, tailored pantsuit in a deep navy blue. The suit had a fitted blazer with a single button closure, highlighting her slim waistline, and a pair of matching straight-leg pants that fell perfectly to the floor.
Underneath, she wore a crisp, white button-down shirt with a subtly patterned tie that added a touch of femininity to her look. Her hair was styled in a sleek, low bun, and she was wearing understated makeup that accentuated her natural beauty. Her black leather pumps have a modest heel, providing both comfort and sophistication.
"Meet Miss Y/N L/N. She'd be staying at our mansion for the time being and will help you with everything you need, "Jinyoung said as he stood up to shake Y/N's hand.
Irene who was transfixed on Y/N's gorgeous face couldn't move an inch. She was flabbergasted for the first time in her life.
Jinyoung's voice pulled her out of her trance and she immediately stood up as she looked up at Y/N's smiling face and down at her extended hand.
"Nice to meet you, Misses Park. I'm Y/N L/N, your assistant, "Y/N's voice pulled Irene in like a magnet.
It was insane for someone to intrigue her so much in their first meeting but Irene carefully held her hand and shook it, replying, "Nice to meet you too, Miss Y/N."
Y/N shook her head dismissively and said, "Y/N is fine."
Irene stared at her broad smile with a thundering heart and nodded, saying, "Okay, Y/N."
Suddenly, an assistant wasn't sounding so bad to Irene.
So, here we are. I've tried. I'm still trying.
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