Chapter 18
Jaejoong unconsciously tightened his grip on the backrest of his office couch. Nails almost breaking the leather covering it. Closing his eyes as he breath in and out harshly- a none effective way to even out his ragged breathing.
Shim Changmin cringed. Witnessing his boss and friend’s jaw tightening. He could vividly hear the gritting of the others’ teeth as he make careful steps around him. The secretary whom he have asked for some water for Jaejoong was silently on his toes as well, too damn afraid to make a sound that would further irritate the boss.