It was early when I stepped into the office, few colleagues were in sight. I walked past some familiar faces and was slightly surprised when they didn't greet me. They just glanced me over and shook their heads slightly.

It didn't seem like much, after all if you're successful, top of the corporate ladder, you're bound to have colleagues who hate you the more successful you get. Just a ratfight, jealousy among colleagues, my inner thoughts told me.

I collapsed into my desk chair and closed my eyes, hoping silently that Hye Rin would turn up today. I did like seeing her, it just brightened my day so much.

Around 30 minutes later, a knock came on the door and Taehyung opened it before I could even give him permission.

"What is it?"

"Yoongi is it true that you're dating your own PA and you let her get raped by another man?"

"First things first, I am not dating Hye Rin, second of all, I didn't let her get raped! Where is all this crack coming from?"

"See for yourself."

Taehyung slid a piece of cheap wood that had a clip on the top, holding a piece of paper across the desk and I glared at it. There was a picture of Hye Rin on it, standing in my tight embrace. I recognised it from the day I had taken her out to lunch. Below the picture was a set of long lines, the kind you could find in a lecture pad.

The words above the lines were the ones that lit my insides on fire.

'

Seriously?

We weren't even in a relationship.

"WHO'S RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS?" I yelled, flinging the makeshift clipboard across the room and breaking a glass cabinet.

"Look at the first name on the list."

"Lee Chaeyoung? Oh that explains a lot."

"What're you going to do about the cabinet-"

"Shut up about the cabinet! I have other things to deal with!" I threw a pen holder up in the air and smashed a few ceramic ornaments.

"Yoongi calm down!" Taehyung stood up and left.

He returned moments later with Hye Rin at his side, and he told her everything. I glared at him, simply because I was mad at the world.

"So...Yoongi, we should call off the bet." she suggested softly.

"I don't want to!" I folded my arms tightly like a stubborn five year old who had just been told to leave the playground.

"W..what bet?" Taehyung asked, bewildered.

"It's nothing, really. Besides, Yoongi, you're probably going to lose the bet."

"Do you not like me?"

"I think I'll...go now." Taehyung cleared his throat and walked out awkwardly, closing the door behind him.

Hye Rin walked over to the sofa in the corner and gave a deep sigh. She didn't speak for many minutes.

"This bet won't work, there's going to be too many people out there ready to devour us."

"Is that the only reason?"

"Look, I don't think I can fall for you. And at the end of the day, you're going to get hurt."

"I can do better!"

Please, please don't call off the bet.

"You're only doing this bet to prove to me that you can be the alpha, that you'll get what you want, I should have known that from the start, it was never a question of happiness, am I right?" she didn't even spare a glance for me.

"I need you. Why must I be in love alone, why am I hurting alone? Why do I keep needing you when I know I'll get hurt? You're beautiful, but you're so cold now, it hurts me. I know I can be happy when I'm with you, I-"

"Call off the bet, okay? I'll never fall for you in a month!"

I listened, transfixed as Taehyung told me what Chaeyoung had done. I couldn't let the bet go on then.

Yoongi was going to be risking his reputation if he were to date a mere PA like myself. Chaeyoung would keep making him uneasy. This bet would never be anything good. It would never bring anything good to us.

"Call off the bet, okay? I'll never fall for you in a month!"

It hurt to say it. I knew he would hurt sharply because of those words. It hurt to say it, because it was a lie.

"You're only doing this bet to prove to me that you can be the alpha, that you'll get what you want, I should have known that from the start, it was never a question of happiness, am I right?" I had to accuse him of this, maybe it would make calling the bet off much easier for me.

Walking to the office this morning, I had thought about what Yoongi had done for me. When I slipped out of his house, he had tried to find me. When I was in trouble, he came to defend me. As arrogant as he was, I knew he could protect me well, care for me well.

And I refused to admit inside me that I was grateful to him and my feelings were already growing for him.

His smile when he was happy, his laugh and his ever present trace of sleepiness, the way he could be both demanding yet soft at the same time, his protectiveness which I hated I was beginning to love.

I was falling for him and I knew it.

"W..why?" his voice was reduced to a whisper.

"Because you're my Boss and I'm only your PA, Lee Chaeyoung is right!" I walked over to the clipboard with the petition and grabbed it, forcefully signing my name under many others.

Yoongi glared at me, tearing the page out and crushing it into a ball that ended up in the dustbin.

"Because of her only?" His voice was reduced to a dangerous whisper.

I couldn't answer him, I didn't want him to know.

"Tell me!" He grabbed my wrist sharply.

"I can't, not now, not ever." I wrenched myself free and left, slamming the door hard.

All I wanted to do right now was stay at home and watch terrible soap operas with a packet of nasty crisps in my hand and cry my sorrows away. It hurt to see the look on his face before I left, it hurt to lie to him.

All this because I was afraid to get hurt?

It only made the pain worse.