Y/N POV

              After Jungkook left, I walked to the main door to get out of this house but was stopped by a housemaid.

"Miss, I think it is better if you take a shower first before leaving. Young master has prepared you an outfit."

I shook my index finger at her. "No, no, no. I don't need anything from him, "I said.

"Miss, please. I don't want to disappoint the young master. He will fire me, or at least he will cut my salary if he's being nice. Pleaseeee", the housemaid begged, and she looked panicked.

Maybe this was a good chance for me to make a deal.

"I'll only go to the shower if you tell me who Jeon Jungkook is. Tell me about his family, his job, his life and so on," I said. I really wanted to know who he was.

"No, miss. I can't talk about his personal life. It breaks the rules."

"Then, no shower".

"No, miss. Please? Have some mercy on me," she begged with a pathetic look.

I don't want to. But.. Ah!

I turned back and walked to the room to take a shower. It's so annoying!

                  After taking a shower, I saw an outfit on the bed. I took the shirt. Was he crazy? The neck part was too exposed. I wanted to go to college, not to a fucking club!

I went to the door room and jerked my head to look for the housemaids, and I found one.

"I can't wear this shirt to college. It's not appropriate. But the skirt seems okay, "I told her.

"Oh. I'll try reasoning with a young master. Do you have any shirts to wear then? "

I shook my head no.

"If you don't mind, you can wear mine. But it's just a cheap shirt".

"I don't mind."

                   I walked out of the main door and found his bodyguards standing outside. They all looked at me and blocked my way.

I smiled. Awkwardly. Why were they fucking here?

"Miss, let me drive you wherever you want to go," the bodyguard said to me.

"No need. I can go by myself, "I refused.

"The young master told me to do that."

"So?" I jerked up my left eyebrow.

"His word is a law, miss."

"Law, my ass", I cursed him under my breath.

The bodyguards looked at me with stuffed looks. I wasn't sure whether they heard me cursing at him or not. But it seemed like they did.

"I'm not bound by his law," I said while clenching my hands into fists.

"But miss, the young master just bought you last night."

"I'm living in South Korea. So, let's talk about human trafficking law. "I backfired.

The bodyguards didn't say anything after I said that. I was satisfied. 

I walked but they still blocked my way.

"What are you doing? Move aside, "I said.

"Miss, please go back into the house."

I frowned. They really didn't want to give up.

"Call Jeon Jungkook right now, he is too much." I frowned in anger.

"We can't, he's in a meeting this morning."

"Meeting of what? Hitting and beating people? " I mocked.

"Miss, please be grateful that our young master willingly bought you last night. If not, I'm not sure where you will be right now. He even let you stay in his bed and this house. He had never previously brought a woman to this house."

I was in disbelief. If he was really nice, he wouldn't keep me here; he would let me go! What the hell was in their minds that it was so good to stay in their beds? I felt like a sex slave to him last night. Damn it!

It seemed like I really didn't have a choice. I planned to go to my rented room to settle my mother's medical expenses problem, but I didn't want to let them know where I stayed. I sighed in frustration.

Let's just join a study group with Hani and her friends.

"Take me to the college," I said.

Jungkook POV

                   I'm currently in a meeting. My father, Jeon Junho, sat in the president's chair. I was still a vice president at this company. But this company was still completely under my grandfather's power as he was still the major shareholder. I wanted that. I wanted all of his shares. Once I got that, I would live the way I wanted to.

I sat on the left side beside my father and my brother-in-law, Park Jimin, sat in front of me, on the right side of my father. Beside him was her father, Park Yoonchul. Seolhyun sat beside me. She kept looking at me. She must have wanted to ask me the same boring question again. 'Where did I go last night?'

"So, anyone who has a good idea to promote our company this year?" My father asked

"Sponsoring the Summer Olympics will be good. Citizens like watching Olympic sports. And it will be broadcast on TV too, commercialising us even more. "I gave my idea.

"It's a brilliant idea, Jungkook," my father complimented me, and he looked proud of me.

"In my opinion, I think it's better if we spend this budget on the orphan center. Besides promoting, we could help those unfortunate kids. " Jimin voiced out.

I covered my mouth and laughed quietly. Did he think this company was a playground? How could he have such a stupid idea? I could see the unpleasant face of his own father at his idea. I couldn't hold my laughter anymore. I laughed out loud. Everyone in the meeting room looked at me.

I coughed when I stopped laughing, sat upright, pulled at my nose, and cleared my throat.

"This is not a welfare organizer. We do business, not charity. It isn't worth wasting time on those people. You're still a fool," I said, and Jimin's facial expression started glooming.

"How will it promote us, Jimin?" my father asked.

"If we bring a media outlet with us, maybe we can appear on some platforms such as newspapers, magazines, or social media," Jimin said.

"Only gonna make a small section in the newspaper? People don't give a damn about flipping pages to the business section. They even skip on it. And who buys newspapers these days? " I intervened.

"I'm sorry for the dull ideas on behalf of my son. He still has got many things to learn, "Yoonchul said with a stuffed face.

"Yes, he's got maaany to learn," I smirked at Yoonchul. He looked very unpleasant in my manner.

Indeed, my father-in-law was funny. He's such a good comedian to me.

"At least you have the courage to speak your mind. And you also have a nice heart, Jimin".

Was my father complimenting him? Nice heart? Why? His own son was evil? I scoffed and rolled my eyes. They saw me and ignored it.

After the meeting, I went to my office. Seolhyun followed me and it's annoying.

"Oppa, wait for me. Oppa! " She shouted and followed me into the office.

She held my arm and I swung it off.

"What do you want?" my eyebrows furrowed angrily.

"Where did you go last night? Oppa, I was waiting for you and I couldn't sleep last night," she said, leaning on my arm.

I scoffed.

"When will you stop acting like this? I'm getting annoyed with you. You know that I don't care about you and... ", I paused and looked at her.

Her eyes trembled, and her face immediately turned pale.

"Never will", I spoke through my clenched teeth.

Tears escaped from her eyes, and she let go of my arm.

"What have I done to you that you hate me so much?" What've I done?! "

"Acting in this way. I don't want your love and your care," I said coldly.

"What kind of nonsense did you spew? You're the one who wanted to marry me! And this is how you treat me? "

"You know, I want to marry you because I want to please my grandfather. And you shouldn't act so innocent. I hate two-faced bitches like you. Fuck off " I rolled my eyes and sat in my chair.

She got out of my office and slammed the door.

I sighed and smashed my fist down on the desk. Why is she so annoying?

Jimin POV

            "Son, why the hell did you come up with such a stupid idea?" You've shamed my face! "In front of many people!", my father said to me. He was very angry at me.

"Dad, I'm sorry." I apologise to him.

"From whom have you inherited such a soft heart? People that have those hearts will never survive! Get rid of those if you want to live a good life, or else... ", he paused and gave me a look.

I understood it and lowered my head.

He walked away while holding his head. I made him dizzy.

I sighed and went into my office.

I didn't understand my father. Why did he want me to compete with Jungkook so much? I knew he wanted to bring power and money to my family name. But I think we have enough of it. We didn't need more. And I didn't want to live like my father. I didn't want to chase those things. Too materialistic and...

Meaningless.

Y/N POV

                   I joined a study group with Hani and her friends.

But I couldn't really focus.

Because my stomach wasn't feeling well. Ah, I knew it was going to be like this when I had breakfast. This was all Jungkook's fault! I pressed down on my stomach with my hand to reduce the pain.

Suddenly, my stomach growled, and it was such a very unpleasant sound. I closed my eyes in annoyance for one second, and when I opened my eyes, everyone looked at me.

I smiled. awkwardly

Fuck! I'm embarrassed.

"Please excuse me to the toilet", I said and quickly left for the toilet.

Jungkook POV

                             It's a dull day. I turned my phone upside down in boredom. I should just give Y/N a call. She's my favourite toy anyway.

I dialled her number. She didn't take it. I dialled again and again. She also didn't take it. My blood started boiling and I felt flushed. My bones and flesh began to crackle.

I made one last call to her and she took it.

"What the fuck you're doing that it's so fucking hard to pick up your damn phone, huh?" I spat out angrily.

"Ahjussi, this is Y/N's friend. Y/N is in the toilet. Her stomach is upset"

It wasn't Y/N's voice. I just cursed her to her friend. I don't care.

"Ahh, I see".

"I'll tell her later that her daddy calls her."

"Daddy?"

"Yes?"

I just remembered that I saved my number as' daddy' in her contact. I almost laughed.

"Yes, yes. Please tell her that her daddy misses her very much and tell her to quickly give her daddy a call," I said, and purposely wanted to tease Y/N.

"Okay, I'll tell her to do so. Goodbye, ahjussi "

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