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Jacob Elordi | BOSS The Scent Magnetic

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7 Must-Try Musk Fragrances For Men Of Mystique

Discover the best musk fragrances for men; each is perfect for the discerning gentleman seeking a classic scent.

Best Musk Fragrances For Men:

Bvlgari Man Rain Essence Eau de Parfum

Parfums de Marly Althaïr Eau de Parfum

Ralph Lauren Polo Red Parfum

Armaf Odyssey Aoud Eau de Parfum

Hugo Boss Magnetic Musk Eau de Parfum

Narciso Rodriguez For Him Bleu Noir Parfum

Prada Luna Rossa Black Eau de Parfum

Andrew’s Top Pick: Bvlgari Man Rain Essence Eau de Parfum

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KADIN KODLARI

A104 ANGEL A112 ALIEN A114 DIOR ADDICT A117 CACHAREL AMOR AMOR A118 ARMANI MY WAY A120 ARMANI CODE A121 ARMANI BECAUSE IT YOU A122 ARMANI SI PASSION (KIRMIZI ŞİŞE) B103 BURBERRY HER (ÇİLEKLİ KOKU) B104 BURBERRY CLASSIC B106 BURBERRY WEEKEND C118 MAD CASHMERE C119 CACHAREL YES I AM C120 CHANEL COCO MADEMOSIELLE C121 CALVIN KLEIN EUPHORIA C123 CHANEL CHANCE C124 PRADA CANDY C126 212 SEXY CAROLINE HERRERA D101 DAVIDOFF COOL WATER D104 DIOR JOY D114 MISS DIOR BOUQET D115 DOLCE GABBANA LIGHT BLUE D116 DOLCE GABBANA Q D119 DAVIDOFF ECHO (VODKA) D121 DONNA KARAN BE DELICIOUS (YEŞİL ELMA) E101 ELIE SAAB GIRL NOW E104 ARMANI SHE E109 ESCADA COLLECTION E117 ESCADA MAGNETISM G101 GUCCI ENVY ME (BEBEK KOKUSU) G103 GOOD GIRL CAROLINE HERRERA G104 GIVENCHY L'NTERDIT G106 GOOD GIRL SUPREME G107 MON GUERLAIN H102 HUGO BOSS CLASSIC H103 HYPNOTIC POISON H104 HUGO BOSS ALIVE H105 HUGO BOSS INTENSE (122) I102 ISSEY MIYAKE J101 JADORE J102 JEAN PAUL GAULTIER SCANDAL J103 JEAN PAUL GAULTIER 2 J104 JO MALONE WOOD WAGE & SEA SALT K101 KILLIAN GOOD GIRL K103 KENZO FLOWER L101 LANCOME IDOLE L102 LANCOME LA NUIT L103 LA VI EST BELLE INTENSE L111 LOLITA LIFT L112 LANCOME HYPNOSE L113 LACOSTE CLASSIC M101 MIRACLE M104 MONTALE PINK EXTASY M109 ARMANI MANIA N101 CACHAREL NOA N103 NAOMI CAMPLE N105 NARSICO RODRIGUEZ FOR HER N106 NARSICO RODRIGUEZ P101 DE MARLEY ORION P104 OLYMPEA P105 PACO RABANNE FAME P107 PRADA PARADOXE R105 GUCCI RUSH R109 GUCCI RUSH 2 R110 RALPH LAUREN S101 SHISEDIO GINZA S112 ESCADA SEXY GRAFITI T101 TRUSARDI INSIDE WOMEN T103 TOM FORD VELVET T105 TOM FORD LOST CHERRY U101 ULTRAVIOLET V101 SCANDALOUS VICTORIA SECRET V102 VICTORIA SECRET NIGHT V103 VICTORIA SECRET XO VICTORIA V104 VERY IRRESISTIBLE V105 VICTORIA SECRET BOMBSHELL INTENSE V106 VICTORIA SECRET ORCHID V107 VICTORIA SECRET SEA V109 VICTORIA SECRET TEASE CREME CLOUD V110 BOMBSHEL SUNDRENCHED V112 VICTORIA SECRET BARE VANILLA W101 CHOPARD WISH W113 MIDNIGHT FANTASY W125 SHISEDIO ZEN W132 IRRESISTIBLE ABSOLUTE (BİHTER KOKUSU) W144 CHLOE CLASSIC W150 VERSACE CRYSTAL NOIR W153 LADY MILLION W154 CHANEL CHANCE TENDER W155 ACQUA DI GIO ARMANI W160 212 VIP W162 CHLOE LOVE (PUDRA KOKUSU) W164 CALVIN KLEIN BEAUTY (YASEMIN KOKUSU) W165 GUCCI GUILTY W169 JIMMY CHOO W174 HERMES ELIXIR W175 BURBERRY BODY W179 VERSACE VANITAS W183 VICTORIA SECRET NOIR TEASE W184 HERMES MERVEILES W185 ROBERTO CAVALLI CLASSIC W190 CHRISTIANA AGUILERA W197 ANGE DEMON LE SECRET W201 LANCOME LA VIE EST BELLE W203 ARMANI SI W204 MAD FORBIDDEN ROSE W208 YSL MANIFESTO W209 MY BURBERY W212 MICHAEL KORS SEXY AMBER W213 BLACK OPIUM (KAHVE) W214 VICTORIA SECRET BOMBSHELL W217 VERSACE BRIGHT CRYSTAL W222 OLYMPEA W230 OMNIA CRYSTAL Y101 YSL LIBRE Y102 YSL LIBRE INTENSE Z101 ZADIG VOLTAIRE THIS IS HER Z102 ZADIG VOLTAIRE ZODIAC ROCK HER A113 ALIEN GODDESS

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Boss Pure Cologne By Hugo Boss For Women

Boss Pure Cologne by Hugo Boss is a captivating olfactory masterpiece that effortlessly embodies masculine sophistication. This exquisite fragrance is a harmonious blend of fresh and earthy notes that unveil a man's inner strength and confidence. Opening with the invigorating zest of citrus and aromatic nuances, it evolves into a heart of crisp, green accents, reminiscent of an enchanting forest. As the scent settles, it reveals a warm, woody base, providing an enduring and magnetic trail. Boss Pure Cologne encapsulates the essence of modern masculinity with an alluring simplicity that captivates the senses, making it an ideal choice for the discerning man who values both elegance and a dash of adventure.

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Autor: João Silva

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3 Best Smelling Hugo Boss Cologne

In this article, we dive deep into the best-smelling Hugo Boss perfumes. Here we experience the allure of masculine fragrances as we delve into the captivating world of HUGO BOSS Cologne. In this article, we discover three extraordinary fragrances: Hugo Boss Hugo Extreme Cologne, Hugo Red Cologne, and Boss In Motion Black Cologne. Each fragrance represents a unique aspect of masculinity, ranging from intense and bold to refined and charismatic. Let's ready to embark on a scent journey. We compile below there to celebrate male confidence and charm through these above perfumes.

Hugo Boss Hugo Extreme Cologne for Men

Hugo Boss Hugo Extreme Cologne is an aromatic fragrance. This fragrance is launched in the market in 2016. This fragrance is inspired to give modern touch through its intensity and allure. Hugo Extreme cologne opens with invigorating top notes of green apple and grapefruit. These top notes are creating a refreshing and energizing aura. Heart notes of lavender and sage add an herbal and aromatic twist. The base notes of cedarwood and cedar resin make it a woody and masculine base. Hugo Boss Hugo Extreme Cologne is designed for the modern man who dares to push boundaries and leave a lasting impression. 

Hugo Red Cologne by Hugo Boss for Men

Hugo Red Cologne exudes confidence and charisma whenever you wear it. This captivating fragrance opens with vibrant top notes of grapefruit, rhubarb, and basil, creating an energizing and refreshing introduction. Heart notes of cedarwood and pineapple provide a warm and spicy character, while base notes of amber and musk provide depth and sensuality. Hugo Red Cologne is designed for the modern man who embodies his unique style and leaves a lasting impression. It is a fragrance that captures the essence of passion and allure, making it a perfect choice for any occasion where you want to stand out from the crowd.

Boss In Motion Black Cologne by Hugo Boss for Men

Boss In Motion Black Cologne embodies sophistication and magnetism. This delectable cologne opens with dynamic top notes of black pepper and cardamom. These all top notes create a spicy and invigorating aura. Heart notes of rose and cinnamon add an elegant and aromatic twist. The base notes of patchouli and vetiver provide a warm and sensual base. Boss In Motion Black Cologne is designed for the modern man who exudes charisma and confidence. It is a fragrance that grabs attention and leaves a lasting impression with its sophisticated and captivating composition.

Conclusion

HUGO BOSS has created a collection of captivating colognes that celebrate the essence of masculinity. Whether it is the intense allure of Hugo Boss Hugo Extreme Cologne, the charismatic presence of Hugo Red Cologne, or the refined magnetism of Boss In Motion Black Cologne, these fragrances offer a symphony of scents to suit every occasion and personality. Embrace the essence of masculinity and choose a scent that matches your style and leaves a lasting impression.

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BOSS Selection

BOSS Selection begins with lively, bright top notes of fizzy hesperidic grapefruit and mandarin, infused with spicy pink peppercorn. At the heart of the fragrance, the traditional and refined fougere theme has been reinterpreted to create a new modern identity, with the aroma of geranium and cedar leaves, enlightened by star anise and petitgrain, expressing a clear and distinctive masculine character. The magnetic woody drydown of patchouli, vetiver and facets of cedar wood are rounded out by the softness of heliotrope and modern musky notes creating a smart, authentic signature.

This is interesting but it has that impersonal tone merchandising can have so it needs to be rephrased by putting a subject into the text where the subject relates to the perfume

My not so new favorite perfume was BOSS Selection, like always I instantly took notice of its lively, bright top notes of grapefruit and mandarin, infused with spicy pink peppercorn, at the heart of the fragrance intertwined but distinct was a traditional and refined refined fougere theme, reinterpreted with the aroma of geranium and cedar leaves, and enlightened by star anise and petitgrain, to express a clear and distinctive masculine character

The strong earthen tones of patchouli, vetiver and facets of cedar wood, rounded out by the softness of heliotrope and the modern musky notes created a smart, authentic signature by Hugo Boss master perfumers

Not so new favorite, so far they all have been he had to give that to Hugo Boss and it made him eager to try new ones after the long while it can take to get out of relationships, because a perfume is a relationship, atleast that’s how I felt about them

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Saint-Valentin 2023 : ces 5 idées de cadeaux beauté pour homme

Alors que les amoureux fêteront la Saint-Valentin le 14 février, voici une sélection de 5 produits de beauté qui devraient plaire… même à Cupidon. Le puissant parfum Hugo Boss © Hugo Boss Incarné par l’acteur australien Jacob Elordi, vu dans la série «Euphoria», la nouvelle fragrance d’Hugo Boss, Boss The Scent Magnetic For Him, séduira les hommes grâce à ses notes puissantes de vanille noire…

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Jacob Elordi | BOSS The Scent Magnetic

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Review Parfum Hugo Boss XX Deicola Parfum

Hallo gaes……,ogud mau rekomendasiin parfum yang ogud selalu pake tiap hari ni.

Parfumnya itu Hugo Boss XX dari DEICOLA PARFUM, Nahhhh…. kalau menurut ogud si parfum ini oke banget ni baunya dan ketahanan lamanya sangat cocok dalam aktivitas apapun dan dimanapun, ogud suka banget produk parfum dari DEICOLA PARFUM.

Dalam gaya Hugo, XX versi untuk wanita membawa aroma fruity yang dominan, sedangkan versi untuk pria, XY, irama aromatik. Versi pria dan versi wanitanya memiliki bentuk flacon yang sama, dengan warna emas untuk hugo XX, dan abu-abu untuk hugo XY Mereka diciptakan dengan cara untuk menekankan perbedaan  dengan daya tarik magnet bersama yang membawa dosis agresi. Hugo XX adalah aroma kasual, rakus dan menggoda didedikasikan untuk wanita dewasa dan glamor. 

Review Parfum Hugo Boss XX Deicola Parfum

Hugo Boss XX EDP Parfum Pria, parfum dengan kesegaran oriental spicy, terdiri dari paduan aroma Sandalwood, Amber dan Musk yang memberikan aroma khas bagi wanita sehingga cocok untuk digunakan dalam aktifitas sehari - hari.Keharuman untuk pria yang kasual dilengkapi dengan aroma buah dan floral yang menggoda. Cocok untuk pria dewasa yang glamor.

Spesifikasi : Eau de Parfume

Aroma : Hugo Boss XX

Volume : 35 ml

Keunggulan :

- Ketahanan wangi 8 jam.

- Mewah dan elegan, dari bahan baku premium Berkelas

Formulasi khusus diciptakan agar mempunyai daya tahan di luar ruangan yang bermacam-macam suhu dan temperatur udara maupun segala keadaan tubuh ketika kamu beraktifitas.

Solusi untuk wangi elegan dan tampil percaya diri sepanjang hari dengan Inspired Eau de Parfum.

Parfum ini memiliki juga memiliki aroma yang elegan dari karakternya yang oriental spicy. Anda dapat menggunakannya setiap hari, setiap saat. Parfum ini memiliki karakter aroma yang tak terlalu kuat, dan juga tidak terlampau lembut. Cocok untuk anda yang menginginkan parfum dengan wangi yang segar, bersemangat, namun tetap calm. Hugo XX juga akan setia menemani anda hingga waktu sibuk anda usai. 

Di awali dengan aroma Litchi yang dipadukan dengan Black Currant dan Mandarin Orange pada fase pertama. Kemudian perlahan akan terasa aroma jasmine bersama rose pada fase pertengahan. Dan akan meninggalkan jejak aroma Sandalwood, Amber dan Musk pada fase terakhir.

Perhatikan pulah harga pasar nya.. karna ada yg jamin ori, segel, batch code, dll tapi harganya gak masuk akal banget. Hati2 jangan sampe berharap original tapi dapet Fake karna iming2 harga murah.

Ingat bahwa sebaiknya parfum apapun itu jangan di Blind Buy! Jadikan review / first impression hanya sebagai gambaran dasar. Karna setiap orang punya selera hidung berbeda2. Begitupun dengan performa di kulit, bisa saja tidak sama. Maka dari itu di sarankan untuk test dulu sample/decant sebelum membeli full bottle. 

Always keep original yah guys dengan cara menjahui parfum palsu yg bisa merusak kulit kita. Jangan termakan Tipuan embel-embel ori reject, ori singapore, ori eropa, ori orian apapun itu... apalagi yang non box, yg nawarin harga jauh di bawah alias gak masuk akal serta pake jaminan wangi bisa di adu dengan aslinya, fix itu semua Fake! 

Logikanya kalo ori yah Original aja.

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: Hugo boss Gray calf leather handbag.

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But... I am a good girl

Summary: Based on the song ‘But I am a good girl’ from the Burlesque soundtrack. A dinner date with former sugar daddy!Bucky

Warnings: 18+ Smut, Curse words

At first, it was a lot. The constant gifts and trips. You grew up poor and suddenly you had a closet of heels worth more than a nice car. It made no sense. You were just a girl, did nothing to deserve your new-found lifestyle. You just got lucky one day. James Barnes saw you dance, fell in love, and then you found yourself where you are now. 

  “Dinner in L.A. Wear the lingerie set I love. -James” The card on your table read. A long time ago the demanding nature of the note would have angered you. But now it made you smile. He didn’t tell you what to do and wear because he was controlling, but rather it was how he showed his love for you. And you loved to be taken care of. He never tried to get you to quit your job as a burlesque dancer. He admired your passion. He also never tried to dictate your life, besides occasionally requesting your presence for dinners, or asking you to wear the lingerie he liked. 

Before James, nobody took care of you. You were forced to earn every dime and make it on your own. Now you got to dance for fun and not worry about living paycheck to paycheck. If someone had told you when you were younger married life looked like this you’d never believe them. You would have laughed at the absurdity of that statement.

It was a few hours before you were to meet him at the helicopter, so you dressed in a tight little dress, did your makeup, and fixed your hair. You fastened on a pair of Webster earrings, a Cartier necklace, and a Tiffany tennis bracelet and give yourself a once over in the mirror. You liked to look good for your man and the way it made your heart race when he looked at you made it all the more rewarding. You put on your new Louboutins he got you, a sleek white pair, and headed to the car he ordered you. It didn’t take long to reach him and he’s already standing outside in a light blue Hugo Boss suit that you want to rip off him right there. 

“Fuck you look good,” he says rubbing his chin when you get out of the car. “Give me a twirl.” He reaches his hand out above your head and you hold it giggling as you spin.

“You’re one to talk, Mr. Barnes,” you say and lean in for a kiss. He smells amazing, and just being near him makes you dizzy. 

“How’d I ever get lucky enough to make you mine, Mrs. Barnes?” 

“We both know I’m the lucky one,” you remark.

“Now I will fight you for that title any day doll.” 

He helps you into the helicopter before sitting next to you. His hand finds its place on your thigh and yours falls on top of his. Your life is a fairy tale, and there’s no other way to describe it. It’s nearing sunset and the view is fantastic. 

“Made a reservation at the Polo. I know how much you love it there,” he says softly.

“Any specific reason you’re buttering me up, baby?”

“Can’t a guy treat his girl right?” he asks and you give him a look. 

“Fine. Steve needs me to go to the hotel in Bora Bora for a week and I know you got shows.” If Steve, his second in command, needs him then he needs him. Running a hotel empire is tough work, but it’s what lets you afford the lifestyle the two of you live. 

“I could use a vacation.” you think aloud.

“Really?” he asks.

“Unless you don’t want me to come?” you say shyly second-guessing what you said.

“No, god I never want you to leave my side. I worship you honey and would love for you to come to see the resort there.”

“Then it’s decided, let me text my boss,” you say and text that you’ll be out the following week. You hardly miss and have tons of vacation time stored so it shouldn’t be a problem. 

“Guess I should return that new Valentino bag I got you then,” he says smiling at you.

You gasp, “With the little studs?” He nods “Don’t you dare!” 

“I thought you’d be angrier, and I’d need to pad the blow.” 

“Now I get a vacation and the Rockstud bag? Amazing!” you say and kiss his cheek. 

“Remember when you didn’t know that Louis Vuitton and Louboutin were different brands? I’ve created a monster,” he says teasing and you kiss him again. 

“Your monster,” you say and lean your head on his shoulder.

The restaurant is packed like usual. Socialites gossiping at the bar, businessmen at the high tables negotiating deals, and various celebrities in the darker corners. They all eye the two of you when you enter. You’re one of the “it couples” and the magazines love pictures of the pair of you. James spies Tony Stark and his wife Pepper and the two of you greet them. James and Tony were working together to integrate Stark technology into the suites. 

The two men pull aside to discuss business and leave you and Pepper to chat. 

“Gosh! Look at that bracelet, it’s gorgeous. How did you get him to give you it?” the redhead asks.

“Good girls get rewarded,” you wink back and she smiles in agreement. “Got him wrapped around my finger, and to be honest I’m wrapped around his too.”

“Best thing in life is to have your man ready to kneel for you,” she says and the two of you laugh and gossip about the other upper-class people you know. Then men finish up their business talk and greet you and you kiss Pepper and Tony goodbyes on their cheeks.

“As much as I’m glad that deal is going through, I’m even more excited to spend some time with my gorgeous wife,” he says.

“Still buttering me up?” you tease.

“Just giving her the compliments she deserves.”

The meal is delicious, and the two of you catch up on your weeks and plan details for the trip to Bora Bora. As you leave James whispers that he got a reserved a suite in his nearby hotel. You kiss him on the cheek and get into the town car he arranged to pick the two of you up in. 

The car ride is full of contact, his fingers on your thighs, your arm raking through his hair. The two of you can’t keep your hands off each other. Your entire relationship was based on the magnetic pull between the two of you. Once you reach the hotel he’s quick to drag you to the elevator and pull you to the room he booked. 

“Such a pretty dress, but if you listened then I know there’s something even prettier underneath,” he says kissing below your ear and you let a soft moan fall from your lips. 

He unzips the dress and it falls to the floor to reveal your skin covered in a floral lace set, complete with a matching garter belt holding up stockings. He groans at you and you giggle. It never got old having him look at you with those hunger eyes, and you would wear whatever he wanted to continue seeing it. 

“Think I’m winning the lucky game now,” he whistles lowly and places kisses down your chest before removing the bra from your chest. You tug his hair and pull him to your lips and kiss him fiercely. He was yours, and kisses like that just cemented the idea. 

You pull his suit jacket off before undoing his tie and letting him remove his shirt for you. There was something about him in his expensive pants against your near-naked form. You push him against a chair in the living room of the suite and straddle one of his thighs. 

“You need these pants for something?” you ask nibbling on his ear.

“Nope,” he says grinning and holds your hips tightly giving you permission to grind against him. He pulls down your garter belt and panties and you’re completely bare atop his clothed thigh. God, you’d die for these thighs. 

“Make yourself feel good princess,” he says and tightens the muscles in his thigh and you let out a loud moan and grind your clit into him hard and thrust your hips back and forth using the grinding to give you pleasure. James leans forward and takes your neglected breasts into his mouth tugging on your nipple and it’s too much and not enough all at once and you whine loudly. You try and get up but he pushes you back down and moves your hips for you. You give in and rock back and forth letting the pleasure accumulate. He takes your other breast in his hand and tweaks the nipple and the simultaneous nipple play and friction accumulate and you let out a strangled moan and cum all over his suit pant.

“Fuck babygirl,” he says and pulls you into a kiss. 

“Your turn?” you ask as you unmount his thigh and kneel before him and he smiles. He was definitely the luckier of the two of you. 

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Monday Fairytale

“Shit, I’m short.”

Y/N glanced at the cashier of the bagel truck with a wry smile with just slightest hint of reassurance that she was in fact trying her best to not claw through her handbag just to make up the remaining fifty cents.

Fifty cents. That was how much she was short of. She felt every single penny wrap around her neck in a godforsaken noose— more so for holding up the line than not popping by the ATM to have cash on her.

“Ma’am, if you could just—“

“I got it, I got it,” she frantically replied, using up all of her pre-caffeinated sanity to sound composed even as the contents of her wallet screamed in desolation. “Just give me a second, I’m so sorry.”

“Lady, just step to the side,” a nasally complaint from certainly the man behind her— one that accompanied a scowl, she was sure— leered around her. Y/N would usually just shrug off the attitude. She lives in a big city. Absolutely no one has the time to be nice or patient, but she was panicking.

Y/N dreaded the thought that fifty cents might be one of the few things she would ever ask any figure at all pertaining a higher power. She had no time to beat any other rush hour breakfast line except this one.

“No, miss,” a voice embodying the euphoria that overtakes your forehead after a good painkiller replaced the commotion of impatient customers. “I insist. It happens, I’m happy to cover this for you.”

Y/N stepped to the side almost immediately just so she could have the foot space to turn around in pure amazement at the modern day angel who had just stepped in to declare his menial—but life-changing— philantrophy.

Before she could even utter a word of gratefulness, it seemed the cashier shared in her shock as the sharply dressed man next to her handed over a sizable stack of notes.

Gods above and devils below— he was stratospherically handsome.

Another moment of panic had set in as Y/N feared that she was in a dream and that she could be any way later than she already was for her meeting. She had seen her fair share of happiness and tragedies in this ancient metropolis, but handsome men in expensive office attire were strictly reserved for movies.

His medium grey shirt adorned each detail of his uncannily perfect upper body as if the tailor had a marble sculpture of the man to work off from. His stature was tied together beautifully with pants of a slightly darker shade that Y/N would not have been able to pin on a spectrum and a belt of which she had no doubt the morning sunlight must have drawn inspiration from.

“Hey, pal,” the same nasally voice shredded her momentary day dream, and she was now able to see that it in fact came from the scoundrel behind the subject of her Monday bliss— which in theory sounded oddly paradoxical. “I appreciate the chivalry but—“

“This should cover everyone, right?” The gentleman continued, politely swatting away the interruption like a pesky fly on a hot summer day. “Just give me that one over there. I’m good with that.”

Y/N hoped that he wouldn’t notice at all that she was still in pure awe at his abnormal generosity. The bagel line that extended close to the entrance of the apartment building nearby went from being annoyed at her incompetence to otherworldly charmed by this knight in Hugo Boss shining armor.

She couldn’t have seen the man politely handing over her order the next second as he excused himself from the line. Y/N could see that the cashier was still trailing her eyes in shock at the abnormality of wealth distribution on a godforsaken Monday morning.

“And this is yours, I believe,” the handsome man joked. Y/N chuckled softly as she took the paper bag from his hands and she could swear back and forth that he was magnetic. “Don’t worry about that guy. I have to get going now, though. Have a nice day.”

Y/N could have sworn he lingered his gaze on her just a little longer. It seemed that her manners had gone silent, but before she could part her lips just enough to say thank you— since a situation involving her slamming him against the lamp post in an impromptu makeout session wasn’t appropriate— he disappeared with one last smile into his chauffeured black Benz.

Y/N walked in pure awe towards her office building for the next few blocks as she both tried to demolish her meal without smiling too hard. This had to have been a fever dream or just that one instance in life when the cinematic universe bleeds over for corporate hamsters like her to feel less awful about their glass office prisons.

She hadn’t noticed that she was still smiling ear to ear until her manager, forcibly called Bang P.D of his own coercion and no one else’s, stopped her in her tracks.

“What the hell are you so chirpy about, sunshine?” He snapped, lumping a stack of paperwork right on her desk. The coffee in her hand would have met the floor had she not resumed her usual Monday dread.

“Nothing,” Y/N muttered, shoveling the stacks to her end of the table. “Just in a good mood.”

“Hopefully that carries on in the meeting later,” he scoffed, turning his heel to exit her office. “If you don’t get Kim Seokjung to sign on with us, you can get acquainted with the water cooler again.”

Monday morning was never properly settled without an empty threat from Bang P.D. Y/N was almost grateful that her fairytale bliss was disappearing. Smiles are rarely ever genuine in corporate and she hated to kid herself.

Y/N was never going to see this guy again. He probably had a woman waiting for him to be a million times more chivalrous to that he had to rush to see. She was just a lucky commoner caught in the threads of his charming web.

She had underestimated the bliss, really. It trailed her to the meeting room shortly after and the mile high view of the park and skyscrapers below only heightened her little euphoria. The rich— especially the handsome bunch— really do know how to capture the commoners by the heartstrings, it seems.

“Wipe that glee off your face or Bang P.D will do it with his forced overtime, Y/N,” Nayeon, her co-worker and the closest concept she has to a friend in this lonely city, pinched her gently. “Seriously, some of us are miserable. Kim Seokjung is a dickhead and if he cancels today, it will be the third time.”

“Someone paid for my bagel,” Y/N whined, glancing at Nayeon with a small smile. “And for everyone else in line as well.”

“Crack? Is that what you do, Y/N?” Nayeon hushed, shooting her an affectionate yet snarly glare. “That literally never happens.”

“I’m telling you it did,” Y/N insisted, keeping her expressions as complacent as possible as her colleagues began to take their seats. “Though remind me to never go to Riley’s again. What kind of food truck doesn’t take cards these days? After a pandemic too.”

“One that actually makes good food, dumbass,” Nayeon retorted, shaking her head softly at her friend. “You got lucky this time.”

“Yeah, well. I’m hoping the good karma carries on so Bang P.D doesn’t chain you and me all week for fucking this deal up.”

“Way to go. Keep your spirits alive, Y/N. You can do that for a bagel but not a deal that could help you move out of that prehistoric relic.”

“My place is exceptionally tasteful. Excuse you!”

“By that you mean derelict and musky— and not the good kind! You just willingly walk up five stairs. Couldn’t be me.”

The girls laughed among themselves for the few seconds of fleeting happiness they were allowed. Nayeon was right. If Kim Seokjung bails and chooses another PR firm for his book tour, Y/N would for sure become acquainted with the water cooler and the staff room dish rack. She was the one who brought him on to try and make a name for herself, but it seemed she had not picked the right old money know it all with an out of touch book and too much dough to blow.

“Look alive, ladies,” Bang P.D snapped his fingers towards them. Y/N had gotten over the disrespectful threshold. She wasn’t a human in his eyes anyway. “He bailed again. His brother is filling in.”

And neither Y/N or Nayeon knew. The girls turned to face each other in pure panic as they had not been notified prior. The fear in their eyes seemed to inquire which of their incompetence allowed for this to happen.

“Chill,” Bang P.D continued. “I didn’t know either. He literally called in just this morning. I’m just ready to wrap this over with. Kim Seokjung could send his damn poodle at this point.”

“I’m sorry to disappoint, then.”

All the heads in the room collectively whipped around to behold the owner of the apologetic statement. Y/N gulped as her eyes widened like saucers at the sight of the handsome man who took care of the bagel rotting in her stomach.

“No fucking way,” she thought to herself, the realization blaring in her eardrums.

Kim Seokjung had a brother and he was the man who gave the cashier at a bagel truck a stack just to make time move faster for him. Kim Seokjung had a brother who was punctual and funny.

“Tiki, his poodle, would make a better co-signer than me, but I was told you needed a human,” he continued.

A soft laughter roared through the room, and Y/N giggled to herself simply because she had never seen Bang P.D panic before.

So much so that she almost didn’t take notice of the handsome man locking his gaze with her briefly— as if he too was pleasantly surprised to see her again. She didn’t know if she was just adamant to get it all over with, but she held his gaze long enough to whisper a soft thank-you-for-this-morning to the multimillionaire bagel philanthropist north of her seat.

He shook his head as if his gesture was just so normal in his routine, and Y/N swore he kept his eyes on her long enough to ignite just a faint hue of blush on her cheeks.

Nayeon swiveled her focus back and forth from her and the handsome man. Y/N knew that she must have figured out the whole ordeal because she slumped in her chair and rolled her eyes with a smile.

“I’m Kim Seokjin,” the handsome man gave a name to his otherworldly existence. “You probably haven’t seen me around at all because I like to sort of manage in the background, but I would just like to apologize for my brother’s previous tardiness. Truly I’ve tried all my life and still can’t contain it, so I will fully sign once and for all today. The proposal is excellent. May I know who initiated it?”

“She did,” Nayeon perked, directing his gaze yet again towards Y/N. “All of it. Her name is Y/N.”

Bang P.D looked both dejected and furious that he even pinned all of the responsibility on her. Y/N could only manage a small smile as she nodded and affirmed her work.

“Very well, then,” Seokjin nodded, uncapping his fountain pen as she glanced at her for every dotted line he glided his name across. “Am I able to discuss more about the terms with you after this meeting, Y/N?”

“She would love to,” Nayeon interjected once again, to both the dismay and gratefulness of Y/N of course. “In fact I think she could benefit from someone who listens. She doesn’t get much of that around here. Hah.”

Hah. Nayeon made sure to always end every valid observation as a joke as nobody else in the office understood her brand of snarky humor as well as Y/N.

Y/N was simply just overwhelmed with relief that her gamble had paid off in the best way possible that it was even hard to accept so much satisfaction with her work. It didn’t come from Bang P.D and she wws all too grateful for that.

“She’s right,” Y/N finally spoke. “I could go over the clauses after.”

Y/N could feel Nayeon’s deadpan that’s-it from beside her. Y/N wasn’t as brave as Nayeon. She wasn’t some old money graduate who could treat this job like a past time and get away with so many snarky remarks. Even in the face of a literal old money angel, she had to be professional.

“Okay, well,” Seokjin dropped the pen back into his shirt pocket. “Meeting adjourned now, yes? I apologize once again. If not me then I’ll make sure my brother enjoys your consideration.”

The staff could not wait to wrap up their supplies upon the dismissal, and Bang P.D practically pulled Seokjin up by his shoulders just for a handshake. Nayeon had joined the rest of the crowd as they shuffled out of the office, and once Y/N could catch that heart fluttering gaze of his again, she mouthed she would be right in her office whenever Bang P.D was done with his overwhelming gratefulness.

Seokjin knocked on the glass in the same manner a confident yet slightly timid schoolboy would on his way to make an impression with his crush. Y/N was sure he had swindled many like her before, but there was an air of genuine intent surrounding him as he made his way to sit in front of her.

“I hope you had a warm welcome,” Y/N began, glancing over to the side for a split second to see Nayeon looming over with a coffee mug in her hand and an encouraging brow raise.

“I sure did,” Seokjin replied, his hands individually and politely resting on the arm rests. “It’s not everyday I try and help a beautiful woman and I see her later with a manager that would have liked me to be a poodle.”

“Well,” Y/N continued. “It’s not everyday I meet a bagel enthusiast somewhat bent that I wrote an astounding PR proposal. So much so he has to see me alone.”

Seokjin shook his hand and still so politely laughed at her professional dismissiveness. If he was marvelously gorgeous at ground level, he was hard to not melt at the sight of on the 60th floor. Y/N had no idea Kim Seokjung had more to offer than tardiness. She was entirely too grareful he never showed up.

“I am quite serious about that. Thank you for seeing the potential so many others turned down. I know he’s my brother and I’m almost always inclined to be biased, but with you and your team on our side I think I will perhaps sleep better.”

“Why is that so?”

“He’s not exactly easy to make likable. I don’t like him most days.”

“I have a strong bias and inclination that you are the opposite most days, Mr Kim.”

“Most days, Miss Y/N?”

And if Nayeon had instilled anything in her at all, it all boiled down to this next tongue-in-cheek catch.

“All of them if you’d like to hear that.”

Seokjin clasped his hands together gently and eagerly leaned forward as if there was no one on earth he would rather speak to but her.

“And would it be formal of me to formally invite you for dinner with me tonight whenever you and I can meet as Jin and Y/N?”

“I—,” Y/N was struggling to meet his eyes as confidently as she had been prior to this romantic proposition. She wanted badly to say yes, of course, but Y/N was never someone who approached flirtation with her brain. It was always with her issues, and she could feel his warm gaze dropping ever so slightly at her clear hesitation. She did not want him to think he was rejected, but she had herself to think of first.

It wasn’t entirely rushed that he had signed the proposal so quick. Her firm had been delayed a few times that everyone on the team, including the janitor, could recite the clauses by heart. Nayeon and her had a firm plan to approach everything. She was well within her professional competence and his interest in her came out of a kind curiosity than forcible persuasion.

Her work was very, very unlikely to be interrupted. Seokjin approved of the terms and expressed his satisfaction prior to knowing that it was her who drafted it. He really was unequivocally interested in her for her and whatever enticing demeanor she radiated from the bagel instance until now.

So why was she hesitating so much? Even if all societal connotations were eliminated, it would not be so abnormal for her to just say yes.

“Y/N, you know exactly why,” the voice in her head interrupted, causing her eager smile to hang onto her hesitation just a little longer.

She had seen many hopeful interns and young professionals walk to their cubicles looking dreary and defeated beyond just corporate dread too many times. She and Nayeon have had to push past the lines at the clubs and rescue one too many dreamy-eyed youngbloods trying to fix their broken hearts by killing their livers.

However, it seemed that Nayeon in this current moment had every intention to murder Y/N in broad daylight if she didn’t agree. She had figured out the situation from meters away and threw a deathly, coercive scowl towards Y/N as her claws sunk unintentionally into the forearm of an unsuspecting male intern.

“I will kill you,” Nayeon mouthed, scrunching her lips as she urged Y/N to agree— a feat Nayeon had never shown before due to her unassailable distaste for the male species.

But Nayeon was from the same old money circle as Seokjin’s. She had to have known a few things Y/N could never grasp.

Even more simple than all of this mental gymnastics— her heart tugged at the sight of him. He was a hopeful boy shooting his shot at a girl he was interested in.

“Well...” Y/N began, relaxing her shoulders as she pushed her chair further. “I work very hard so I most likely won’t be too cute when I get off, but does 8pm work for you?

“8pm has never worked better,” Seokjin sighed in relief as if he had been hanging onto every breath that she drew. “Please come as you are. I’ll be happy to see you however.”

The content on his face was paramount. The kind of happiness for someone who anticipated a rejection but was grateful the universe ended up on their side. Y/N wondered if a man Seokjin ever got rejected before, and if he has then it had to have surely been someone who eclipsed her in terms of... well, literally everything.

This led her to a train of doubt Nayeon had taught her not to have. Why was Seokjin even interested in her? And why in god’s name can she not put a finger on where she had seen him before? He looked far too familiar and it was an observation she had not deduced prior.

If all rich and handsome men shared the same features, Y/N thought Seokjin had the créme de la créme.

Y/N hadn’t noticed that he seemed to have snapped out of his own daze of being entranced with her, much to her own surprise. He uncapped that marvelous fountain pen again and handed it over to her alongside his business card.

“Please give me your number,” he requested, looking once again nervous and Y/N once again wondered why. “I want to let you know I’m looking forward to seeing you.”

Y/N couldn’t help but relax her shoulders and laugh endearingly at his wonderfully timid disposition. She took the pen from his hands and touted quietly to herself that her number had never looked more beautifully written. Seokjin took his business card from her and gently put it back into his suit pocket alongside the pen.

“I wish I could look at you longer, Y/N,” he spoke softly, his shoulders hunched eagerly forward in the same manner as when he asked her out. “But I’m horrifically late for my next meeting. I’ll pick you up in the lobby at 8pm.”

“You best get going then!” Y/N blurted, not really wanting him to leave— if at all— but rather out of worry that she might be a minor inconvenience. Even if the younger brother of the richest family in Seoul had just asked her out.

Seokjin dropped his smile ever so slightly at her accidental dismissal, and Y/N shook her head like she had never wanted anyone to think otherwise so badly.

“No, no,” she insisted, chuckling softly at her own insolence. “I mean, I can’t wait to see you as well. I usually don’t agree often if at all, but the pandemic is over. Might as well take a chance, right?”

Y/N could see that Nayeon’s jaw had dropped in pure shock at what had just exited her lips. It was as if she could detect the curtness of her words from across the office. Call it a best friend’s intuition.

“Oh, if she’s not gonna kill me, she’ll at least strangle me for this,” Y/N thought to herself, hoping Seokjin at least found her dryness somewhat humorous.

It was if the heavens listened to her because he too started laughing as his gaze lingered on her the whole time he left his seat and walked slowly towards the door.

“I promise I’ll let you know more when I see you again, Y/N,” he wished her well, his smile reaching his eyes as they twinkled towards her. “Until then... have a day as beautiful as you are.”

Before another word could exit her lips, he bowed ever so slightly and left with his bodyguard by his side. She hadn’t even noticed that the guy was there, but she did notice the lingering gaze on Seokjin’s face even as he headed towards the elevator. She could not help but display the same hopefulness to let him know that she too couldn’t wait as well.

When his marvelous stature disappeared in the elevator, Y/N had never wanted to work harder just so the hours could fly fast enough until she could look into those capitative brown eyes again.

What else could have wanted to tell her that it was best saved for later?