I don't understand, how could my parents sell me? I AM ONLY 19, AND THEY THINK IM A TOY TO BE SOLD?! ARE THEY SE-
Mom: YN, GET DOWN HERE, THEIR WAITING FOR YOU!
If I could jump out a window, I could. Too bad their boarded up.
Me: coming
I walked downstairs at a snail pace , already over it.
The dried teardrops on my cheeks that once marked my cheek, are gone.
No feelings
No emotions anymore
To be honest, I'd be anywhere else then this hell hole
Lets hope that my new house is better than this $hit show
Man 1: Come here, child.
He gestured me to walk towards them, and their ugly asf
I mean, how many tattoos can a monkey have?
And their bald
Ew
The other man grabbed my luggage and handed the 2 devils near the kitchen a suitcase
Probably filled with money
Not suprised
I just stared at them, with a bored expression
I just wanted to leave already
Man2: goodbye
And with that , they dragged me to the black SUV with tinted windows
Surprisingly, their really nice
Although, I sat alone in the back
Alone
As always
Hopefully my "owner" treats me better than those people that once "took care of me" .
~time skip~
Jesus Christ. We pulled up to a nice white House- wait mansion. The fawk. This dude rich.
I found it kind of wierd when it was covered with a black metal gate. Doesn't really match the house if I'm honest. Why metal, and black?
They stopped the car, and opened the door , signalling me to get out, and go to the front step.
There where maids. Perfectly perfect. I mean, it looked like they knew what their doing. They looked like their all in their mid 40-50's .
I was in my thoughts until one of them spoke.
Maid 1: hello ms. YN, welcome. Mr. Jeon has been waiting for you
'Mr. Jeon'? What in the world. What is he, like a CEO or sumn. She smiled sweetly and I just smiled back. I honestly don't know what to do.
Maid 1: come with me, we're going to get you dressed for dinner, dear.
I nodded and followed her
Right when we entered, a big chandelier hanging on top of the 60ft ceiling caught my attention. This house was huge. And beautiful. He has nice taste.
I reached for the marble stair railing and it slid it up until I reached the top of the staircase. We reached inside a room and walked it. It was gorgeous. It seemed like a guest room. Please tell me it's mine.
It was so gorgeous
Maid 1: come here dear
She signalled me to walk into a nice bathroom. Marble floor, clear glass and shower, nice towels, and it smelled like heaven. I loved it.
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?
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?
Me: umm, give me a steak please.
I showed him my puppy eyes
He just chuckled at me
Jungkook: anything for my princess
Hey, it's not that bad.
He's kind of....... nice
Hopefully he's different from everyone