"Take it... or leave it," says Jungkook.
Sadness fills my heart, and I shed uncontrollable tears in front of him.
He looks away as if to ignore me.
"Please stop bullying me," I say with a shaky voice.
"I don't bully you," he says sternly.
"But you are! I want money in cash. It's my right, Jungkook. I've followed everything you want for more than nine months. All the things I've bear, how could you do this to me??" asks me, then I continue crying.
"I will not track you," he says.
"No, I still want money in cash!" I protest.
"Shit... How will you carry one billion won? Are you crazy?"
"I can do it!"
"Fuck," he sighs when I am obstinate about my decision.
He tilts his head back, thinking, and then nods.
"Fine," he says.
I stop crying and look at him.
He walks over to me, pulls another chair close to me, and sits.
He takes my hand. "Come, babe".
I refuse. Because his sudden gentleness only scares the hell out of me.
"I'm about to make a call to prepare you for one billion won in cash. I'll be in mood if you hug me".
"What if you're lying?"
"I don't lie. And I'm right about how I could not transfer 1 billion won to you because the police will detect the suspicious activity. You took accountancy, you must know that too," he says.
"I know it, but you could have given me cash," I say.
"You never tell me," says him.
I'm too lazy to argue about what has happened, so I go back to our initial conversation. "So, you won't be lying?"
"Yeah"
I get up and go towards him.
He pulls me up to ride on him.
"Hug me," he instructs.
I obey him, and he puts his arm around my waist.
"You're a good girl," he says this as he pulls out his phone and searches for a contact.
I remain silent to concentrate on every movement he is making.
I really hope he makes the call for that. I'm in need of money to start a new life.
He suddenly laughs.
I frown.
"You're like a baby, honey."
I don't understand. Is he mocking me again? I'm too lazy to get mad at him.
Actually, her hiccup effect after crying tickles his heart.
He finds the contact and makes the call.
"Prepare one billion won in cash. Pack them in the luggage. Now," says Jungkook.
I'm so relieved to hear that.
After he ends the call, I quickly loosen the hug.
I want to get off him, but as our eyes meet, I freeze. I'm worried if he's angry that I let go of the hug right away after the call.
He leans in towards me, and in response, I try to distance myself from him.
I flinch when he kisses my cheek gently.
"I'll miss you so much."
I don't say anything, and we only stare into each other's eyes.
"For real," he says.
I'm in the Villa. Jungkook left his villa fully furnished, so it's great. I can probably raise the price.
My eyes stare at the luggage in front of me. Fucking one billion dollars won inside there. I must be crazy.
With that amount of money in my hand, I don't feel safe at all.
Then, my eyes roam around this big living room. This villa is too big for me to live alone.
To be honest, I don't want to live alone. But I don't dare bring someone into my life because I'll put that person in danger.
What should I do with my life now?
I look at the luggage.
I want to find a new place to stay. But I have to figure out what I want to do first so that I can know where to live.
Should I go get the degree? Go to college again?
I sigh. I'm so tired of that. Especially when I should have graduated now. But I have to start again. My two years go to waste.
Fuck that guy!
I'm so tired of being angry.
Actually, where did it go wrong?
I recall the thing that brought me to Jungkook's hell cage.
I followed him that night...
If only I wasn't curious, at least there's a possibility this won't be happening.
I sigh again.
What should I do if I don't want to study?
Should I work?
What work can I do?
It's my dream to work in an office with coworkers who will work together to achieve the department's target. Then, we hung out after work. Or I can probably meet a guy there. There were a lot of guys in pretty suits.
Actually, it's so traumatizing to talk about guys.
Honestly, if I want to get a boyfriend, it's solely because I want to get back at Jungkook and prove to him that I'll live a happy life no matter what.
But my past relationship is not a normal one. If I get a new boyfriend, Jungkook will burn me alive.
But I'm so annoyed that he takes my son away. It still left me with stretch marks because of delivery! And the pain I endure during delivery, the pain I endure during pregnancy! How dare him???!
After all, I can only dream of working in an office. I don't have a degree.
Then, what should I do?
Online business?
It's going to be easier for Jungkook to watch me. Furthermore, in South Korea, if you don't have a degree, you don't get respect, no matter how rich you are. Sucks country.
I lay my head down on the floor. I'm out of my wits. I don't know what to do, and I don't have anyone around me.
Both of my real and foster families are dead.
Taehyung comes to mind. Is he really dead?
I won't believe until I see his body.
And about Dami, I don't give a fuck!
I shake my head. As I've told myself before, I don't want to get angry. Angryness exhausts me.
I let out a long sigh.
My life is so empty...
To be honest, sometimes I can hear Seol's cry in my head. It's too sudden that I'd been taking care of him for one week but he's taken away from me after that.
I miss Seol.
But I shouldn't think about him, or else I'll only get hurt.
I pinch my eyes closed.
I should start my life slowly. I shouldn't expect to be happy right away tomorrow. Because that's so insane and impossible.
I let out a breath. "I should do it slowly" mutter me.
I close my eyes. If I want to achieve my dream of working in an office, I should have a degree.
The shortest degree is an associate's degree, which only takes two years. But do they have a degree for a business course? I take my phone out of my pocket.
I'm about to do a search about it until I remember this phone was given by Jungkook.
Who knows if he had this phone installed with spyware?
I put that phone on the floor, then I sigh.
I look at the luggage. I'll get myself a new phone and a new laptop tomorrow. The most expensive one because the money is too much.
____
I dress up to get ready to the mall today. After I finished dressing up, I just remembered that I don't have a car. It's troublesome to not have a car.
I know I have a lot of money now, but I still cannot buy a car. Because of the damn suspicious activity, I will have.
I should have picked Jungkook's card.
But it's not a good idea either.
I've been thinking about this for a while.
My eyes lighten up when I remember I have my late mother's car in my old house!
I take out my phone and make a call for an Uber.
I stand in front of my late mother's house. My heart sank.
This house looks like a haunted house because it is abandoned.
The bush is growing so tall.
I sigh, then turn my head to the garage.
Can the car engine still run, though?
I should give it a try.
I walk to the front door and twist the knob, but it's locked.
"Shit," I mutter.
I didn't give a thought that the door would be locked.
I sigh again and again.
I want to get in no matter what.
Something comes across my head. This is my house, of course, I know how to get in.
I walk out a little bit, then I look up at my window room.
When I was a teenager, I used to sneak out of my room through that window and come back the same way.
I can't believe that I'm going to do it at such a big age like this.
And I'm just 2 weeks after giving birth.
I climb up the pipe to the second floor. It's quite easy, actually.
I go to my room window, hold its bottom, and pull it up.
"Oh?"
I'm quite surprised that it's not locked. I expected that I had to do my trick.
I get into my room.
I have my desk in front of my window, so I have to hop through it.
So dusty.
Then, I stand in the middle of my room and look around.
Memories play in my head. I miss my old self. If I could turn back time, I would tell my old self to be careful. And don't be dumb.
Just don't be dumb.
Regrets start haunting me, so I quickly get out of the room.
I go down and look for the car key in the pockets of the fridge cover.
This is usually a place where my mother keeps the second key.
I grab a random key and take it out.
My smile instantly forms when I see it is the car key.
I'm so happy that I quickly go to the front door, unlock it, and get out of my house.
I go straight to the garage for the car. I get in the car and insert the key right away.
I'm so curious and hopeful.
I twist the key to start the engine.
The engine roars, but then it's dead.
I do it again and again.
It still doesn't work.
I give up and hit the steering wheel, then I lean my head against it. This shit is dead.
I'm so frustrated because it's hard to live without having a car.
I know I could book an Uber every time I need to, but it's still hard.
Shit, I want a car.
I lift my head off the steering wheel and try to start the engine again.
My eyes widen when it's working.
This is a miracle.
I scream with enjoyment, and I gasp many times. Because I can't believe this car is running.
I reverse the car out of the garage, then go straight to the car workshop.
I need to get this car serviced before it is really dead.
It takes me 3 hours waiting for my car to be service.
After that, I drive to the mall.
I go to a phone shop.
"Hello. Welcome," an employee is welcoming me with a friendly smile.
I smile back. "Hello," I say, and I look at the phones that are displayed in the transparent glass rack.
"May I help you find the phone you are looking for?"
"Um, yes. I want an iPhone. Phone 14 Pro Max , the largest storage," I say.
"Oh, sure," says the employee, then he takes out one of the phones from the rack and gives it to me to look at.
"Miss, this is 1 terabyte of storage".
"How much?" I ask him.
"2,500,000 won," he says.
"Okay, I take it," I say with a smile.
"Okay," he says, and he goes to find the sealed one.
My smile flattens after that. This is my first time buying an expensive phone. I know Jungkook has given me the same, but it wasn't my decision to own an expensive phone before.
But aren't both just Jungkook's money?
No, what the hell am I talking about? This money I was working for. So, this money is mine.
The employee unboxes the phone and hands it to me.
I take it
I randomly open the apps, then I give them back to the employee.
"How?"
"I like it," I say.
I remember something, so I quickly add, "I want a new number too."
"Okay. ID national card?" asks him.
"Oh... I- I left it at my home" says me in upset.
"It's okay; just give me your ID number," he says.
"She took that car away?" asks Jungkook, in disbelief, to his man.
The man nods.
"How? Without the key?" asks Jungkook.
"No, she had the key," says the man.
"How did she get the key? Didn't the house lock?"
"She climbed up to the roof and got into the second-floor room window".
Jungkook is speechless. He never thought she could do that.
And that girl is literally something.
"What else?" asks Jungkook, asking about another thing that y/n was doing today.
"She got the car serviced, she went to the mall and bought a phone, a new SIM card, and a laptop," says the man.
"New phone? New SIM card?" asks Jungkook.
The man lowers his head, but as he just remembered something, he quickly pulls out a folded piece of paper from his suit pocket.
"Her purchase. With information too," says the man.
Jungkook takes the paper and reads it. He could say the reason she bought a new phone and a new SIM card. It annoys him to know the reason very well that she takes a careful step from being tracked by him. Or to get calls from him.
But for the laptop purchase, he's not sure. That is a random purchase. All he can guess is that she's working for something. Maybe a thing that she wants to start to live. A job? Maybe.
I stare at the laptop screen. Should I do this?
I'm considering enrolling for an associate's degree in nursing.
I know this is so sudden. But there's not too much coursework offered for an associate degree. Even if there is a business course, the competency against the ones who have bachelor's degrees will make mine invaluable.
Furthermore, to get work in a business company, a connection is important.
I literally have none of that. Stupid and alone.
I sigh because what I want to do is actually work for a business company, not in nursing.
I close down my laptop and lay my head on the table.
I recall the promise made by Jungkook that I could work anywhere I wanted to if I obeyed him. I was quite hopeful at that time. But he's such a dick.
Fuck, I keep recalling the past because how desperate am I?
I lift my head back and open the laptop lid.
Should I just enroll in this? Nursing is a little bit better in terms of chance. It's a high-demand job, and the connection is usually unnecessary.
Should I?
I can't make a decision.
I get lost in my thoughts and think about nothing.
I gasp when something comes to mind.
My national ID card and my license are with Jeon fucking Jungkook!
I slip my hand into my pocket and take out my old phone.
I make a call to him.
"Kim y/n," says Jungkook.
I frown. Why in the hell he says my name as soon as he answers my call?
"I want my national ID card and my license," says me.
He doesn't answer me, and my frown deepens.
"Hello? I want my national ID card and my license. I had my bag with me at the time you kidnapped me," I say.
"Come and get it," says him.
"Tell your employees to send it to me," I say.
"Your employees or my employees, Kim y/n?"
He leaves me speechless.
And he sounds so cold now. Maybe his drug business isn't going well today.
"I'll pay for that," I say. I really don't want to go back to his damn mansion.
Suddenly he scoffs. And again, it's such a cold scoff. What's wrong with him?
"I'm not running a delivery company. And I'm not going to entertain you. If you want it, come and get it".
I press my lips together. I'm so annoyed with him.
"You're not running a delivery company? You're literally a drug dealer, delivering drugs everywhere in this nation!" I backfire.
Suddenly, he hung up on me.
"Hello?"
I take the phone off my ear and look at the phone's screen. He really hung up on me. I probably get on his nerves.
I put down my phone. I should be happy that I get on his nerve, but I'm not because it doesn't solve my problem. I want my national ID card and my driving license back!
I know I could go make a new one. But the process is so complicated that it will take time. Furthermore, what if the enrollment deadline has passed by the time my national ID card is done?
My phone lights up as a message comes into my box. I quickly pick up my phone and look at it.
I get a message from Jungkook.
Jungkook: I'm free at 3 p.m. tomorrow. Want it? That's the only time I will give it back to you. No more next time.
I frown. If that's the only time he's free, why does he have to make it complicated?
Me: You literally have housekeepers. Leave it to them, I'll go pick it up.
I send the text to him and wait for his reply.
Time has passed for about 10 minutes and he still doesn't reply?
There's no way he's so busy.
And there's no way I'm going to meet him after provoking him by telling him he's a drug dealer. Shit.