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My Babyfaced Boss is the Devil

If your boss was a handsome stylish man with a baby face but acted like the Devil himself, what would you do? A) Slit his throat? B) Kill yourself and end it all? C) All of the above Read to find out if there is a fourth option and if that option is "Make him fall hopelessly in love with you." I wonder what Ho Mizuki will pick, is it even possible to love a handsome babyfaced devil? And could he even love her back? [Cover Art is drawn by ME] ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- PREVIEW ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- ----------- "Ho Mizuki. You incompetent moron, can you do anything right?" Dark eyes wide with anger dug into my soul. His handsome babyface now cloaked with his usually gelled-back ink-black hair, swayed with each gesture he made. My manager's right hand whizzed past his face and smacked into his other palm as he accentuated "Urgency" and "Mockery." It made me want to laugh (spit flying and all) in his stupid, self-absorbed face. Good thing I accidentally spilt my morning coffee on him. Because my manager's usually pristine white button-up was now brown and blotchy from the grainy coffee served at the "fetid and plain hotel." His words, not mine. With his stained shirt, dishevelled suit jacket and ungelled hair, he assumed his authentic appearance. An escaped asylum patient, which was how I and the rest of his subordinates viewed him as.

SomethingLikeDeSun · Urban
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48 Chs

You aren't the only one watching, Devil

"I don't understand..." She smiled back at him.

He picked up the photograph of the fourteen-year-old boy and stared at it, "shouldn't you be a little more critical of who you pitch these children to. I could also be a child serial killer." The lady and I stared speechlessly. "What moron hired you, and how do you still have a job much less as a caretaker? Tossing their photos at me like betting chips." Then he did that thing where he smiles revealing his dimples, but it doesn't reach his eyes, so you deep-down know that he is still mocking you in his mind. Adora...Absolutely terrifying.

The lady turns to look at me her face turning different shades of blue and red. Sometimes I wish I could sew his lips shut; he was as socially inept as he was an asshole. Damn this man.

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