My Beloved

Roosevelt, the Department Manager, was looking at the laptop screen. He was in the middle of a video conference with the Board of Directors. A heated discussion was going on in the virtual board meeting.

Roosevelt was trying to ease the anger of the Board of Directors. "Look gentlemen, I know what you are thinking but this decision was taken by the Managing Director. I have no power over him."

"You can't say that Roosevelt! That child is giving an international project to an intern. A newbie. Can you imagine what's going to happen? I couldn't sleep a wink last night after finding this out."

"This project is so important to us. You know this very well as well as how much impact it will leave in France about us. That's why we need the best people working on it. Not some amateur!" The person snorted.

"Can you imagine what will happen if there is a single flaw? How can we face the President?"

"That's why you shouldn't let young people handle a man's job. They are going to ruin it for sure."

"I heard he ruined a project's proposal meeting and found some mistakes. He even came up with a solution. I think that's why our Managing Director is smitten with him."

"No matter how good he is, he is just an intern!" That man slammed the table.

"What that intern did then was just pure luck and nothing more. He shouldn't take the chances and become too ambitious. His overconfidence will ruin the entire project."

The Board of Directors wasn't taking Mo Yuan's decision lightly. They were headstrong and wanted to dismiss the new intern.

Roosevelt began to sweat in the cold weather. "Let's not get agitated. It's not good for our health. Nothing has been set in the stone yet. Furthermore, you have nothing to worry about. Since our President will have the final say on this."

"I hope he will make a wise decision."

One of them scoffed. "As long as he isn't blinded by love."

"If the Managing Director proves that he isn't fit to be in this position, the future is bleak for this company."

"That damn brat!"

"That brat will be our future President. Please be mindful of your words." Roosevelt warned the Directors. The Directors shut their mouths. He added, "I have loads of work to finish. Let's adjourn the meeting."

"Fine!" The board of Directors grumbled and turned off their screens.

"Sigh!" Roosevelt loosened his tie and leaned against the chair. "Why do I have to go through this? I knew this brat would be a handful. Even I couldn't sleep a wink last night. My hair will turn grey soon." He sobbed without tears.

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Meanwhile, in the Managing Director's office, John Lu was pinned against the door.

He heard a deep voice whispering in his right ear, "How long do you think you are going to pretend? Did you think I wouldn't see through your disguise, hmm?"

John Lu's heart began to pound. His hands were all sweaty. He didn't dare to face him. "I don't understand what you mean by your words, sir."

"Do you not?" Mo Yuan moved away from him.

Just when John Lu wanted to sigh in relief, his shirt collar was pulled to the side, revealing his white slender neck. Mo Yuan said, "This is exactly where I left marks on you. They are still there."

John Lu gulped. "Sir, they were left by my mischievous girlfriend. Don't mind her."

"Hmm," Mo Yuan hummed and lowered his head. His warm lips were pressed against his (John Lu) neck.

"Eek!" John Lu jumped in surprise. He tried to move away but he was blocked by Mo Yuan's hands.

Mo Yuan's lips brushed over his quivering neck and paused at the crook of his neck before licking that place and sucking hard.

"Mm…" a soft moan escaped John Lu's mouth. He couldn't help but shiver.

The corner of Mo Yuan's lips raised upon hearing the familiar sound. His arms wrapped around John Lu's waist strongly and drew his (John Lu) body toward him.

"Nng… stop…" John Lu wriggled his body but it was in vain. He couldn't get away from him.

Mo Yuan's lips trailed up and bit his soft earlobe, earning another moan from John Lu. It was his sensitive spot. It made him weak in his knees. Since he was hugged so tightly, he didn't fall.

Mo Yuan's tongue moved inside John Lu's ear, causing him to flinch. His lips took a bite of John Lu's earlobe and nibbled it playfully.

An electrifying sensation rushed through John Lu's body. He opened his mouth and took a mouthful of oxygen. All his senses became dull. His attention was so into his ears that he didn't notice that his shirt was being unbuttoned by a pair of skillful hands.

When he felt a cold touch on his skin and something groping his chest, his eyes flew open instantly. He stuttered, "T-this… this…"

Mo Yuan pulled away from his ear and looked down at his chest. He asked in a gentle voice, "How can you wrap the bandage so tightly around your chest? Isn't it hard to breathe?"

John Lu pursed his lips. He felt like he was wronged. "How could you do this in your room? What if someone comes and sees me?"

From a man's mouth, a cute, spoiled voice came out. He looked like he was going to cry at any minute.

Mo Yuan gazed at him and then, he changed his plan. He simply carried John Lu and placed him on the table.

John Lu became nervous. "What are you doing? You can't do this here." He pushed Mo Yuan's chest.

Would Mo Yuan listen to his pleas? To shut him off, he covered his sweet, small lips.

"Umm…" John Lu closed his eyes. He didn't want to give in but he liked Mo Yuan's wild kisses. It drove him nuts.

Before he knew it, his clothes and bandages were taken off one by one. Soon, the smart newbie intern, John Lu turned into a sweet, spoiled Han Luo.