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Chapter 15

Yes, of course he knew many girls. Chaeyoung had seen him with so many, even if Lisa had explained that the girl of the day they met was Jungkook's sister, Jimin still had thousands of girls, all at his feet and all acting like fools around him, boosting up that ego he had already too high.

"You look like a heartthrob, son, I'm not surprised," the manager patted his back, Chaeyoung frowned indignantly, the correct word was fuckboy and it was nothing nice to be. "But don't hurt our Chaeyoung, it's our star"

"Never," Jimin replied humorously.

Chaeyoung wanted to snort. As if she were going to give him a chance, it didn't matter if he had those lips that made her want to kiss them and it didn't matter if her stomach warmed when she saw him walk, she wasn't interested in being just one of someone's girls... besides, she liked someone much better.

"I'll go to my place," Chaeyoung bowed slightly, smiling politely, and went to change.

The rest of the night was irritating, whenever she looked up she found him looking at her with that arrogant smile and predatory look, the one she was sure he used with everyone. But he was quite a good actor, every client loved him instantly for his excellent manners and soft voice, Chaeyoung would believe that character if she didn't know what he was. She was too smart to fall and proudly ignored every look with the elegance that characterized her. But she should have know that no one ignores Park Jimin.

"I didn't know that the head of the art mural played the piano"

Chaeyoung looked up, he was leaning on the black Baldwin piano. The black shirt of the uniform had the first buttons open, leaving pale skin in view, the edge of a sentence that got lost in his collarbone and a short Chanel necklace showing, the CC just in the hollow of his neck. His black hair shone like onyx under the lights and he looked attractive as hell, the smirk was the peak of the devastating image he displayed.

"How do you know that I am head of the art mural?" she ignored the attraction and frowned.

"I know everything"

She raised her eyebrows.

Jimin laughed and explained: "I talk with a lot of people"

"Girls, you mean?"

"Yes, especially girls, I get along with them," he nodded simply, not at all affected by her slightly judging tone but amused by her fake calm appearance, she was so annoyed because of him and he was amazed, he never imagined that cute pink haired girl would be capable of so much coldness.

Funny and interesting.

"I doubt you just get along with them," she continued, it was beginning to irritate her that he didn't get her disapproving signals.

He looked at her mockingly. "Jealous?"

She snorted. "Why would I be jealous?"

"I don't know you tell me"

She narrowed her eyes. "Don't you have to go back to work?"

"No one has called me so I am all yours," Jimin moved and sat next to her, she turned to look at him and their faces were too close. She leaned back although she couldn't help focusing her eyes on his lips, he had removed his lip piercing and for some reason she missed it. She had sudden memories of her first thoughts at knowing him in his parlor, a question big in her head: how would it feel that piercing against my lips?

What the hell was she doing?

"I don't want you to be mine, you're free," she hissed, hating the feeling of warmth in her neck and the alteration of emotions in her stomach.