"I Was Not His Type"

Chapter 3

A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

For those who might not know him, his name is Yin Anan Wong, a Thai BL actor who has appeared in several BL dramas, notably Love Mechanics and Jack and Joker, with Wanarat Ratsameerat as his love interest.

Yin's POV

"Would you like some coffee, sir?" my secretary War asked my client Mr. Saechua, to which Mr. Saechua replied, "Yes, please, sweet and hot like you."

I was too stunned to react, oh but yes I reacted by clearing my throat because I became speechless at the audacity. Mr. Saechua must have found War so attractive that he tossed all professionalism out the conference window and flirted shamelessly with War, that bastard.

Wait, why am I feeling possessive and jealous, this is ridiculous. What was it about War that Mr. Saechua found very attractive. I don't know at all.

I did not realize that I was studying War intently until I saw the look of embarrassment on his face. What the hell, Yin, I scolded myself as I quickly averted my eyes and forced myself to focus on my client.

I tried to erase from my mind that I had noticed for the first time that War had beautiful expressive eyes, smooth glowing skin not just on his face  but his arms and neck as well and perhaps his chest and abdomen. Goddammit Yin, what the hell is happening to you.

I was not aware that I had shaken my head to drive away my unwanted thoughts.

"What's the matter, Mr. Wong?" my client asked.

"Nothing," I quickly replied.

"Oh, because you were shaking your head," the bastard persisted on knowing.

"Was I?" I feigned innocence. "I didn't notice."

I invited Mr. Saechua to sit across from me at the conference table and pushed the folder that contained the contract agreement towards him.

After War poured the coffee and handed each cup to me and my client, he set a platter of sweet pastries on the table close to our cups.

"You may leave us now, War," I said to my secretary because I was not feeling happy about how Mr. Saechua kept giving him secret glances.

"Of course, sir," War said to me.

My client quickly interjected before War could leave the conference room.

"Actually, Mr. Wong, could we keep your secretary in the room throughout the meeting just in case we need him for any secretarial services?" said Mr. Saechua.

"I don't know what secretarial services you had in mind, Mr. Saechua, but okay," I said with much reluctance in my voice.

"Thank you," Mr. Saechua said with a satisfied smile.

I did not fail to notice the quick wink and smile that he gave to War.

"Take the seat beside me, War," I said to War when I noticed that he was pulling the chair that was right beside Mr. Saechua's.

War obediently walked around the table and pulled the chair beside me and sat on it. A pleasant smell wafted to my nose. It was coming from his hair. I was very tempted to ask him what shampoo he used for his hair. I restrained myself from doing so. We were in a business meeting for heaven's sake.

He sat and listened as Mr. Saechua and I discussed the terms and conditions of our business agreement.

Mr. Saechua had a few items that he wanted clarification on for which I was able to give him.

When Mr. Saechua found everything to his satisfaction, I quickly took the opportunity to clinch the deal.

"Shall we sign the agreement then?" I asked, handing him a sign pen.

At the exact same time, War extended his hand to Mr. Saechua, offering a sign pen to him.

Mr. Saechua looked from me to War and then declared, "Your secretary is giving me an offer that I cannot resist."

Even if it was an innocent remark, I noticed the pink tinge that slowly crept up to War's cheeks.

I was sorely tempted to ditch the whole business agreement and send Mr. Saechua flying out the conference window.

I also did not fail to notice that when he accepted the sign pen from War, his fingers lingered on the back of War's hand.

"You see, Mr. Wong, this is one of the secretarial services that we needed," Mr. Saechua said in a smug tone of voice. "Thank you, War, you are very efficient. And I'm guessing, not just as a secretary."

"I think you are overstepping your bounds," I could no longer remain pleasant to Mr. Saechua even if he was my client.

"Oh, don't get me wrong," Mr. Saechua was quick on the exchange. "What I meant was, I was guessing that he would have other useful skills like culinary skills, perhaps. I'm such a foodie, War, and that's why your possible culinary skills came to my mind."