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Forced Immortal Lover

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<Preview> With an important presentation just around the corner, I had requested to clear my schedule for the morning and be marked as unavailable. So when the phone on my desk started blinking, I immediately picked it up. I had a feeling it wouldn't be anything ordinary. [The writer Taehyun is here. He insists that he must meet with the executive director.] The secretary said urgently. As expected. I sighed and replied. "Just tell him I'm not in." But the moment I said that, the door swung open. "I can hear everything, you know?" It was Taehyun. He spoke in a casual tone, opening the door wide while still wearing his work apron. Behind him, I could see the secretary holding the receiver, unsure of what to do as he checked on my state. At this point, it was up to me to handle the situation. I nodded lightly to indicate that I was okay, and the secretary reluctantly closed the door. The sound of the soundproof door closing with a heavy thud echoed in the room. As soon as I heard that, I couldn't suppress the small sigh that escaped me. Taehyun had been quiet for a day or two, which made me uneasy, but I never expected him to come all the way to the executive office. "Not answering calls, not reading messages. What are you trying to do?"

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Forced Immortal Lover

<Preview> With an important presentation just around the corner, I had requested to clear my schedule for the morning and be marked as unavailable. So when the phone on my desk started blinking, I immediately picked it up. I had a feeling it wouldn't be anything ordinary. [The writer Taehyun is here. He insists that he must meet with the executive director.] The secretary said urgently. As expected. I sighed and replied. "Just tell him I'm not in." But the moment I said that, the door swung open. "I can hear everything, you know?" It was Taehyun. He spoke in a casual tone, opening the door wide while still wearing his work apron. Behind him, I could see the secretary holding the receiver, unsure of what to do as he checked on my state. At this point, it was up to me to handle the situation. I nodded lightly to indicate that I was okay, and the secretary reluctantly closed the door. The sound of the soundproof door closing with a heavy thud echoed in the room. As soon as I heard that, I couldn't suppress the small sigh that escaped me. Taehyun had been quiet for a day or two, which made me uneasy, but I never expected him to come all the way to the executive office. "Not answering calls, not reading messages. What are you trying to do?"

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