I stare at my lips in the mirror with a furrow on my forehead. Shit, this is so stressful.
If I wipe off this lipstick, I just worry if I will hurt Yujin's feelings. But if I don't, Jungkook will be mad at me.
I sigh. I'm just so scared of him and I can't make a choice right now.
I turn my head to the toilet door. I'm tired of sitting there, being here. And if I do, how long am I planning to be here?
I bet Jungkook will be mad too if I'm locking myself here.
I throw my head down, thinking.
Yujin looks like someone important to Jungkook. If I tell him that she put lipstick on me, I think he'll be fine.
I take my phone out of my purse and I make a call to Jungkook.
I press the phone against my ear and wait for him to pick up the phone.
He doesn't pick up and I try again and again.
I frown. What is he doing?
I give up. He's an ass.
I sigh, I thought my problem is about to solve.
After a while, I lift my head. I should just go find him outside.
Furthermore, I think he's looking for me now. That guy is just such a pain in the neck lately. He's been following me around a lot and wants to stick with me like glue.
I get out of the washroom and when I'm in the main hall, I cover my lower face with my palm.
My eyes roam around looking for Jungkook.
I flinch when my eyes are locked to Jungkook's sharp stare.
He looks so displeased with me. I quickly look away. Just in a second, I feel like I'm a prey that is about to be murdered.
He comes to me, his big body hovers my timid body.
I lower my eyes and all I see now is just his chest in front of me.
Even though we're in public, I'm still scared of him.
He places his lips at my ear right away. "Why the hell are you still covering your lips??? Haven't I told you to clean up?"
I lift my eyes to meet his eyes. He's still angry at me.
"N-no.. I-I.. Actually.. I met Yujin in the wash room. She-"
Suddenly, Jungkook puts his hand around my waist and he pulls me closer towards him. "I can't fucking hear you" says him and he leans his ear at me.
His face is so close, he's just so close to me.
I probably sound muffled because I still cover my lips with my palm.
"I-I met Yujin in the washroom. She offered me her lipstick. I refused but she just... Just tried being super friendly. So, she just put it on me" I say and my eyes look at him with the hope that he will understand my situation.
He pulls his head away, straightens his posture, he's staring into my eyes.
I just look back at him. I don't know if he's fine with my reasoning or not.
"Let it go" says him while pulling my hand aside, off my lips.
He can understand this and suddenly I just feel about to cry. I am worried too much.
Realising that I'm about to cry, I throw my head down.
He's still standing in front of me.
I shift my eyes to my feet. I don't want to be here.
"Jungkook, please.. I wanna go home. Please.. Please take me home. Or.. Or just ask someone to take me home. Ask.. Ask Sia. Please.." says me and I lift my head at him, my eyes are begging.
He rolls his eyes.
Jungkook gets into the car, sitting beside me in the passenger seat.
His head turns left to me, his eyes are on me.
His stare is so intimidating.
I turn my head away from him, towards the window.
I watch people walking on the sidewalk.
My eyes start to feel heavy, I am sleepy.
Makes sense, I've been outside since noon.
I put my temple against the car window, my eyes begin to close.
Suddenly, Jungkook pulls my arm, causing my eyes to open wide. I look at him with a shocked expression.
He places his hand on my cheek, then he makes me lay my head on his shoulder.
I am sleepy but when I have to lay my head on his shoulder, all I can think about is him.
He was so harsh to me earlier. I can't get it out of my mind. I feel angry, sad, disappointed and hopeless. It is hopeless because all of these emotions will just sink down inside me. I could never take it onto him.
Tears start to form in my eyes, soon falling onto his shirt.
I keep shedding the tears until a hiccup crawls up my throat.
"Why do you cry?" asks him.
My face pinched, how can he still ask?
"Don't you want to sleep?" asks him, then he places my head onto his lap, his long arm reaches my feet, telling me to put my feet on the seat.
His care doesn't convince me at all. So, it didn't stop me from crying.
"I don't get why you cry. I didn't scold you, I'm just..." he pauses, eyebrows furrow, pressing his lips together. "Jealous" he continues and he rolls his eyes.
I curl my hand into fist. "So, if you're jealous, it's fine to say harsh things to me. I'm not your punching bag for your emotional problem, Jungkook"
He leans to his lap, at me. "Emotional problem?"
"Yes, it's a problem and it's YOURS. I was just talking, in a FUCKING PUBLIC".
"Oh? Laughing flirtatiously is just talking?"
"It's just the way I speak" says me.
"If you wanna speak, speak! Laughing is not speaking, you dumb bitch"
I frown. "Your jealousy is so sick" says me in disappointment.
He doesn't say anything anymore.
I am about to get up but he pulls me to lay my head back onto his lap.
"Behave yourself, then it's settled"
I hate how he makes everything my fault. "Remember when I picked up your mother's call?" asks me with eyes that darken with anguish.
"Why do you bring that up?"
"At that time, I had a little feeling for you, I was jealous. But what did you do? I'm fucking hate you, Jungkook"
"What about now?" asks him.
I frown. "What?"
"Your feelings to me"
I furrow my eyebrows. "Nothing. If it's a number, it's an infinitely negative number".
He throws his back in the seat and he rolls his eyes.
I turn my head to the side and continue shedding my tears. I still can't stop thinking of how I was treated at that party.
It's just not about Jungkook. It's about that too..
Hwajin said I sold my body to him. If it's not true, I shouldn't get hurt. But why am I hurting so much?
Maybe she's right. That contract... I really sold my body to him.
Shit, I hate this! I wish to kill myself so much.
My tears are getting uncontrollable, sometimes whimpers escape out of my mouth. But this time, he chooses to ignore me.
I'm sobbing until I fall asleep.
***
I open my eyes, buzzing in my ears, so I close my eyes right away.
I feel my head is quite heavy. I wait until I feel better, then I open my eyes again.
I get up, sitting on the bed, then I turn my head to my back. Empty, Jungkook is not in the bed.
I turn my head to the bathroom. Not there either.
Maybe, he already goes outside.
I put my feet on the floor and I go to the bathroom.
I look at myself in the mirror. My face is so puffy. I just remembered that I was crying a lot last night.
My head is quite dizzy, probably because of that too.
I wash my face, my teeth, then I step outside.
I start thinking about last night. Apart from those awful things that happened to me, I remember the deal I had with Jungkook.
"Top three companies..."
I didn't breach any of the rules except for what he did by himself. I should get it.
I take my phone and go to the living room.
My eyes are caught by the light under the door of Jungkook's study room.
It means he is inside.
I need to list my top three companies that I want to work with before telling him.
I go to rip a piece of paper out of the small book I see on the table, take a pen, then I go sit on the sofa.
I am thinking of what the best company to work with after my labor. He promised me that.
"Hanwi Franchise..." I heard that the company is good and has many worthy employee benefits. But I'm not so sure.
I take my phone and google about that company.
I stand in front of the door to Jungkook's study room.
I'm holding a piece of paper that I've listed with my top three companies.
I take a deep breath. I need to get my emotions ready before facing him. Because he's an asshole.
After that, I knock on the door.
He doesn't react.
I knock again. "Jungkook, can I get in?" asks me.
Jungkook is quite surprised that y/n comes to see him after last night's incident. He thought she's going to be sulking with him.
"I don't lock the door," says him.
I push the door open, I see him in his seat, looking at me with full curiosity.
I walk to his desk and I put the paper in front of him. "Here..." I say.
He looks so clueless, so I tell him, "My top three companies. I didn't breach any rules last night"
"Oh" a smile curls on his lips, he takes that paper and leans into his seat.
He reads my list and chuckles.
"Our deal is still valid, right?" I ask him.
"Of course it is. Because I didn't include that being flirty was wrong, so you're saved"
I furrow. Is he crazy??? I already tried to forget about last night but he still brings it up????
"Hanwi Franchise...." he mutters and seems like he's evaluating.
"No, this company is a pussy. The CEO is a horny old man"
I frown. Even if it's true that the CEO is a horny man, he is no different from him.
"Songguk" mutters Jungkook, reading my next choice.
"No, a lot of male workers than females, I don't like it"
My eyes flicker. Is he going to reject all the things in my list??
"Htouch????" asks Jungkook, straightens his sitting posture, he looks so uneasy.
"W-why?" I ask him.
"Because of that man, huh?"
I'm confused. "What do you mean?"
"The man you fucking flirted with last night"
I gasp when I just understand. The man I met last night is working at Htouch???
I start to panic. I'm scared of his jealousy. "No! No, Jungkook. I swear to God, I don't know about that. I really don't know about that"
Jungkook stares into her eyes. She looks dumb. Maybe she really didn't know. Furthermore, he had watched the CCTV that they both were talking to each other very briefly.
"Nevermind, this company is corrupted. You will be a slave to them"
I frown. "There's no way..." I mutter.
He shrugs his shoulders, "What can I do, all the companies you've listed are trash"
"You're lying!" I spat angrily. I've spent half an hour making that list and he's just clowning me.
"I. Am. Not. By the way, Bliss is the best company. I recommend it to you, honey. So, take it or leave it"
My frown deepens. Bliss is his company. Why the fuck I want to work with him when I really fucking desperate to run from him. He's really nonsense and crazy.
"Well, a secretary. A secretary to a CEO. And she.. Without a degree qualification. Is it incredible?" asks Jungkook.
"No" I say.
"Name your price. I'll pay any"
"100 million won" I say a nonsense amount to play his game.
He purses his lips out, then he nods. "Okay, 100 million won annual bonus, 4 million won monthly wage" says him.
I panic when he looks as if we've made an agreement.
"Are we good?" asks him.
"No! I leave!" I yell angrily. I'm just so mad that he thought I'll be attracted to his money.
"I rather being a slave, working with minimum wage at Htouch rather than being a sex slave to you!" I spat and storm out of the room.
I slam the door close and I stand for a while, breathing heavily.
I'm just so mad.
First of all because he's lying. Secondly, secretary?? What secretary? The one that probably he wants to fuck on his desk. I won't be fucking selling my body to him again!
Never!
I find my chest hurts, my anger is so burning up, I need to sit to calm myself.
I go to the sofa, sit and practice a relaxation technique.
I close my eyes, deep breathing.
I hear the door open, so I open my eyes and turn my head to my back.
I see Jungkook holding his hoodie like he's about to go outside.
"Hotel's food must be so boring now, right?" asks him.
I roll my eyes and I turn my head ahead.
"You want to order something? I wanna go out now" he says.
I keep my mouth shut. Just by only looking at his face, he makes me want to puke now.
"You wanna play sulking with me, go ahead. I don't lose anything" says him and he's heading outside.
Who the fuck wants to play sulking with him? Just since when hating means sulking?
But put it all aside, I'm so unsure if he ever takes the contract seriously.
I become worried if it's going to be the same as last night's deal. He lied to me.
"Shit" I am so stressed until I grumble like a little kid.
I just don't understand what kind of obsession he has with me.
I sigh and lean in the sofa
My eyes widen when I remember that our mothers know each other.
Probably it isn't an obsession. There's just something related to our mothers. I really need to know.
I need to know his mother's name..
What could it be? I can't guess.
But she must be somewhere in the Bliss. She must be having a position there. She could be a public figure.
I take my phone in my hand, I google, 'Jeon Jungkook's mother'.
Nothing comes out.
I sigh. She's unknown.
The only thing I can do now is to confirm Jungkook's dad. If I'm not mistaken, he's the founder.
I type 'Founder of Bliss Group"
"Jeon Minho?"
Same family name as Jungkook. Maybe I got it right.
I tap on the image to see his photos.
Yes, it's really him. I remember seeing his photo in Jungkook's room. He was holding Jungkook in his arms. I remember that.
I tap the back button and I read through the articles. Jeon Minho wasn't the only founder. His co-founder was Lee Dahwi.
I tap the image again. The man that stood beside Minho looked older.
I read the caption, it's Lee Dahwi.
Minho looked so young in the photo. I just remembered that he died young. I heard it from the houseworkers in Jungkook's mansion back then.
"Oh? Oh!" Something comes across my mind. There must be a photo of his wife on the news of his death.
I'm so sure about it.
I quickly type 'Jeon Minho's death'.
I found shocking old news. 'Wife, Lee Yeonji denies killing husband, Jeon Minho'
I tap the news and skim through.
My instinct is telling me something fishy about this but it's not my business.
I tap the back button, I need to stay in my lane, only looking for something that I need.
I scroll down, looking for photos of Lee Yeonji.
I see one and tap it open.
I furrow, this woman isn't the woman that I saw in the photo with Jungkook's father.
My eyes shift to the article to make sure if she's Lee Yeonji, the wife of Jeon Minho.
My jaws drop open in disbelief. It turns out to be really her. But what about woman in the photo that's holding the baby and Minho stood beside her.
They looked like a family...
I gasp when I remember about Taehyung. Jungkook used to call him a prostitute's son.
"So, that woman was Taehyung's mother? And.. The baby was Taehyung?" I mutter.
I recall the photo that my mother kept in her phone case. So, all the time it wasn't Jungkook's mother. But Taehyung's mother????
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