Recap :

"You are mine, now."

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The faint sunlight hits my exposed face, making me squeeze my eyes. I turn around from the window to avoid the eye-piercing light. My arms extend and hold a muscular arm which makes me open my heavy eyelids. It is Jungkook, so none of it was a dream. "Morning," He says in a hoarse and deep voice, making me feel my muscles tightening.

"Morning," I greet back with a rasping voice too, but mine is heavier than his. He must be up for long. "We should get ready," I say, but he remains static, making me question his action.

"It's okay, let's stay a bit longer like this," He puts his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him to get cuddly on the bed with him. I wouldn't have minded it at all IF ONLY IF he wasn't a gangster who tried to do stuff and searched for me for three years and now is cuddling me. Life is fucked up.

"I am so sorry for tomorrow," That is the first sentence that comes out of my mouth as soon as I enter my office. Yujin is sitting while typing something on the computer.

"Hana, where were you yesterday?" She says with a voice hinting at relief.

"Some stuff caught me, sorry," I walk to my desk and settle myself on the desk. "What happened yesterday?"

"Two meetings, Mr. Kim went to them alone," A wind of guilt waves across my body after hearing this. I feel selfish for running away because of my problems and past with Jungkook. "You can ask him about the details. I am just a little busy with this file," I smile and get up to walk to Mr. Kim.

"Where will he be?" I turn to Yujin, and she looks up from the screen to think about the whereabouts of Mr. Kim.

"Maybe in Mr. Jeon's office," I feel my nerves getting a rush of electricity in them when I hear this. Even though I have to face him again and every day, but this feeling keeps on emerging. And I can't help it. I nod after a short session of being dumbstruck near the door.

My limbs are protesting to move, so I had to drag myself towards the lift.

Please make it back alive. My subconsciousness looks at me with tears.

I press the lift button on my floor. My heart is beating really fast, almost giving me fits, but I just wait for the lift patiently as if nothing ever happened. The door opens, and it is a little crowded, but I didn't bother it. My mind is still full of how to escape the Jungkook situation thoughts. I stand still like a rock, facing the metal door.

After a lot of closing and opening of the elevator, I am left alone to reach the floor of hell, where a horny devil resides. I walk towards the room I don't want to go to, Jungkook's office.

I sigh heavily before knocking softly on the door, ignoring all the flight signs my adrenaline gland is giving me. "Come in," I push the door, revealing myself to no one except Jungkook. "Yes?" He asks, analyzing the document on the computer wearing his round shape, thin framed glass looking very effortlessly attractive.

Why are bad guys always hot?

"Sorry, Mr. Jeon, but I was looking for Mr. Kim," I say without trying to faint or something. He looks up from the screen, making me nibble on my bottom lip out of nervousness. "I will find him in his office," I whisper and bow quickly.

"Wait," He commands as I was about to obey the flight signs, but his voice made me halt. "Come here," If I had the power to kill someone right now, then it would be myself.

Why in the world did I think getting drunk that night would be great?

I drag myself to him. Standing in front of him is enough for me to piss myself, but I still need to have some dignity. He pauses his task and takes his glasses, looking at me with his intoxicating eyes.

Why am I thinking like that?

His hands take mine and make me walk around the table towards him. "Yes, Mr. Jeon?" I ask with heart threatening to jump out. He smirks and pulls me on his lap, leaving me to fluster. "Mr. Jeon," I squeal and look at him with my hands over my mouth.

"Hmm?" He replies with the same smirk plaster on his face. "Don't worry, no one will come until I allow," He says and kisses my lips with his hands caressing my bare thighs. I moan a little, unable to do anything. His wet lips leave mine and go down to my neck to sniff my scent before leaving butterfly kisses from my neck till behind my ear. My breathing gets heavier, and my hands turned into fists. But that wasn't all his right hand is sliding up and down, caressing my bare thighs, leaving me more breathless. "Can't wait to go home," He whispers seductively. My stomach clenches inside after hearing his deep voice near my ear with hot breath hitting my wet skin after his kisses.

"Mr. Jeon, we are in your office. I need to work," I am getting breathless but still manage to let these words out. He turns my face to him and kisses me roughly, making me go back and hit his desk. I put my hands on his chest, trying to push him, but his strength is like a bulldozer in front of me. I can't make him flinch or move a bit. At last, he moves back and moves his hands back, signaling me he was done, so I immediately stand up and escape out as fast as possible. It feels disgusting, but I made myself dug this hole myself.

"I hate my life."

My friend asked me why I talk to myself. I said, "I talk to myself because sometimes I need expert advice."

They are not picking up my calls. :')

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