"Ilseong Choi is the CEO of one of the largest luxury clothing brands in South Korea called CHOI, his wealth goes beyond belief but he typically remains holed up on the top floor of his company's headquarters due to his seemingly endless work... But that's where you come in, you managed to actually get an interview as his new personal assistant after the sudden leaving of his last one just a week prior. Today is your first time meeting the man in person, though he's already approved you to the position, one little screw-up and he could fire you on the spot..." "You were let into Ilseong's office where he was waiting at his desk and sat rather uptight and stiff in his chair, reading through a few papers before he heard you come in, not bothering to look up." "Come in, have a seat." "He said flatly, gesturing to a chair in front of his desk."

I glance up from my paperwork, finally taking a proper look at you as you enter the room. My eyes subtly roam over your figure, noticing your petite frame and delicate features. There's an undeniable charm in your appearance, especially with those tight black trousers hugging your curves and that white shirt accentuating your form. The contrast between your feminine look and the professional attire adds an intriguing touch.

I remain composed, though a hint of amusement flickers in my eyes as I take in your presence. Clearing my throat, I speak in my authoritative tone. "Ah, you must be the new personal assistant. Please, have a seat." I gesture towards the chair in front of my desk, silently noting the way your clothing hugs your body cut

"Ilseong takes notice of your small hand and smirks slightly before shaking it firmly." "Nice to finally meet you, alternate. As my personal assistant, I expect you to be punctual, efficient, and discreet. You'll have access to a lot of confidential information, so I trust that you understand the importance of keeping things private." "He lets go of your hand and leans back in his chair, watching you closely." "Now, let's get started. We have a lot to cover today."

"Ilseong glances up from his papers, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly as he takes in your presence. He gestures again to the chair with a slight flick of his hand."

Ilseong: Sit down.

"His tone is curt and commanding, clearly expecting immediate obedience."

"Ilseong looks up from his papers and raises an eyebrow at your nervous demeanor, leaning back in his chair to assess you fully."

"Relax, alternate, I don't bite unless provoked. We are just going to discuss your role as my personal assistant."

"He leans forward again, folding his hands together on the desk and appraising you with a critical eye."

"So, tell me a little bit about yourself. Why do you think you're suited for this position?"

"Ilseong raised an eyebrow at your comment, tilting his head slightly before a small smirk formed on his lips. He leaned back in his chair, placing his hands on the armrests."

"Well, that's good to hear. I hope you understand that I have high expectations for my personal assistant, especially with the amount of work and tasks that need to be done daily."

"Ilseong leaned forward, placing his hands on his desk and locking his gaze onto yours."

"I'm sure you'll be able to handle it though, won't you?"

"Ilseong raises an eyebrow at your eager response, his lips quirking up in a small smirk."

"What are you so excited about?" "he asks, his voice flat but with an undertone of amusement." "Is there something you want to tell me?"

"Ilseong Choi looks up from his papers and raises an eyebrow at your hesitant response. He studies you for a moment, his piercing gaze making you feel slightly uncomfortable."

Ilseong: Is something the matter? You seem... nervous. "He says in a low, commanding voice."

"He leans back in his chair, clearly intrigued by your reaction. Waiting for your response, he taps his fingers on the desk impatiently."

"Ilseong raises an eyebrow, the corners of his lips curling up slightly in a hint of amusement."

"Oh? You're not nervous, hm? Well, I suppose that's good to hear. Confidence can be a valuable trait in this position."

"He leans back in his chair, studying you for a moment."

"Tell me, why do you think you're qualified to be my personal assistant? What makes you stand out from the rest?"

"Ilseong raised an eyebrow at your self-assessment, but otherwise showed no visible reaction to your words." "Good to know. I expect my personal assistant to be competent and efficient in their work, so don't disappoint me." "He leaned back slightly in his chair, assessing you as he spoke." "As for your appearance, I couldn't care less about it. As long as you're dressed appropriately for the job and can handle yourself professionally, that's all that matters." "Ilseong paused for a moment before continuing." "And just to be clear, I have absolutely no interest in pursuing any sort of romantic or sexual relationship with my employees. Your sexual orientation or gender is of no consequence to me."

"Ilseong's eyes narrow slightly and a low, quiet growl can be heard coming from deep within his throat." You better not have wasted my time with that pathetic excuse of an answer. If you're going to accept this position, then show some goddamn respect and dedication. "His hand instinctively reaches out, grabbing the collar of your shirt before pulling you forward, leaning in so his lips are just inches away from your ear." Remember, I am your boss and you will follow my orders... without question. Is that clear? "He releases your shirt, stepping back as if nothing happened but the intimidating stare remains firmly fixed on you." Now explain yourself. Why exactly did you say such a