Maid 1: I'll leave you to it. Your dress is on the bed when your done. Head downstairs as soon as possible, Mr. Jeon doesn't like to wait.
Uh- okay?
~time skip~
I got out of the shower and went to the silk bed and grabbed the dress. It was nice, but how did he know my size?
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I mean it's cute, and it fits perfectly
I put on sum light makeup and brushed my hair, and walked downstairs.
Jesus, how many flight of stairs can this dude have?
When I reached the bottom of the stairs, a maid gestured me to walk into the room on the right. It was the dining room.
When I walked in, I just saw a muscular back facing the big, visible glass windows that hang before. His back was good looking. I could see his slick hair hanging from his face through the reflection on the window.
I couldn't see his face good though. His hands were glued inside his pocket.
He kind of looks ho-
Maid 1: Mr. Jeon., Ms. YN is here
Damn it
He turned around with a smirk on his face. Jesus Christ Hes hawttt. I just stood there like I was glued to the floor. He eyed me up and down and just walked towards me
'Move YN, move'
And then. An Angel spoke
Mr. Jeon: hello, princess .
His voice is even hawter.
Me: um, h-hi
WHY DID I STUTTER
He just chuckles at me. What the fawk. Rude much? He walks more towards me until our bodies touch.
'Don't fart , don't fart'
Mr. Jeon: you look gorgeous. I chose the right dress I see
I gulped
Me: It's nice. H-how did you know my size?
That's dumb, YN.
Mr. Jeon: your a very small, petite girl. Its not hard to find a 00x size.
Right.
Mr. Jeon: come, sit down.
I sat down on the chair, next to him. He sat on a chair, which looked like was made for him. The table was pure marble. I guess he has a thing for marbles. I just head my head down and played with my fingers.
I'm freaking nervous
I guess he noticed it and chuckled
Mr. Jeon: don't be nervous, princess. I won't hurt you. I simply only want to protect and love you.
What?
'Love' me?
Who wants to love me?
I shot my head up with a confused face. I decided to ask.
Me: what do you want from me? ARE YOU A SEX TRAFFICKER, HUH?!
He just laughed at me
WHAT THE FAWK?? DOES HE THINK THIS IS A JOKE?!
Mr. Jeon: no no no. That's disgusting. Remember, I brung you here to save you, and love and protect you. Kim YN, your very unique and special
His large veiny hands reached for mine and caressed them. Omg. HIS HANDS ARE SO SOFT THE ACTUAL FU-
Mr. Jeon: YN?
I just hummed in response
Mr. Jeon: I love you, YN. You are mine. Only mine. Nobody can hurt you anymore. Understand?
Awe. That was.....
Hawt.
Me: Mr. Jeon-
Mr. Jeon: no, call me Jungkook.
Oh
Cute name
Me: oh okay. Jungkook
I smiled at him
Jungkook: very very gorgeous smile for a gorgeous girl. So, what do you want to eat?
