The way he looks at me, his gentle unobtrusive touch, his deep voice telling me: "You're mine at night!" the way he ignores me on purpose.

Have I fallen for him? In bondage to him? Why am I so attracted to him? Love? Absolutely not. He's not the type for love and he's made that clear to me a few times.

He calls me "kitten!" And I lose my mind every time he comes near me. My goodness, I want more and more. Sneak into his room, touch him without asking.

Feeling his skin against mine, running my fingers through his hair and kissing him.

Gosh Nika stop it, he's colder than Siberia, he thinks he can own everything. He already owns me without me wanting it.

Our little secret games make me forget who I am.
He makes me forget who I am.

That one night changed everything.
And we were together almost every night.

Couldn't get enough of each other.

"No love! Promise Kitten!" he whispered softly each time.

It was hard for me to keep that promise. Because he was running through my head every second.

He sneaked into my room and each time he brought a different toy. I loved it, I pined for more. My studies were at the bottom of my list. I only had thoughts of him.

...and the things we do almost every night.

My mother and his father had no idea about our secret games.

"What are you thinking about?" My mother shoved my breakfast over the the counter to me.

Caught off guard, I cleared my throat. "I... um... well, I'm thinking about dropping out of university."

"Absolutely not!" my mother turned to me, her arms resting on the counter. "Do you know how many night shifts I worked to get you this place at university?"

" Eomma I..." why the heck did I say that?

"No Nika, you only have one year left and you're going to see it through. It cost me half a kidney to get you into this elite university. You're not going to mess this up now!"

My mother sighed heavily, rolled her eyes and was visibly angry. "Okay!" she said quietly. "I don't know what's going on, but I notice you've changed since we moved in!"

I grimaced questioningly... "How much do you think I've changed? You're hardly ever at home, always out and about with Haru!"

"Oh, I'm sorry that my 23-year-old daughter still needs a diaper change!" My mother raised her arms and turned away from me.

" Eomma?" I hopped off the chair and walked around to her. "We've never argued. What's going on? "

" Grow up Nika!" she said and left the kitchen.

I didn't understand a thing. Thinking about leaving university caused a rift between me and my mother.

Yoongi came into the kitchen right after she left. He looked at me questioningly. I sighed, turned away from him and wanted to leave.

" Hey, kitten. What's going on? You look upset!" he grabbed my hand.

It was the first time he'd ever said something like that. Usually it's all about Sex.

He pulled me towards him and cupped my cheek with both of his hands.

"What's wrong?" he whispered and kissed me gently.

I pulled back a little. "Not now. Not here!" I whispered back.

" Never mind...!" Yoongi was ready for the next kiss and I fought him off.

" I have stress with my mother. I..." I sighed... " I have to get to campus!" I reached behind him and grabbed my bag from the chair.

"Hey!" Yoongi called after me as I was leaving the kitchen. "That's Haru's influence!"

"What?" I asked him.

"Your mother! She's becoming just like Haru!"

"What do you mean?" I asked him.

Yoongi came over to me. So close that only inches separated us. He wrapped his finger around a strand of my hair.

"You'll realize that sooner than you'd like!" he whispered and leaned towards me.

"Don't talk in riddles, I hate that!" I replied.

"I'll drive you!" he said and let my hair fall from his finger.

"I've got a car parked in the driveway. Don't bother." I said and turned around as he pulled me towards him.

"Hey, kitten! Come on . Let me drive you. Or better yet. Just take the day off. "

He lifted my chin and gently kissed my lips. " I still owe you something!"

"How the hell do you keep making me weak every time?" I whispered and pulled him closer to me by his shirt.

Yoongi grinned and winked.

" A date?" I asked .

"Call it whatever you want. Spend the day with me. " he whispered and gently slid his hand around my neck as we heard footsteps.

We both backed away immediately, I cleared my throat, turned around and Haru was standing in the doorway.

His eyes were as if they had caught us.

" Okay!" Yoongi said and walked past me " I'll wait for you in the car." and he pushed past Haru without looking at him.

I wanted to follow him when Haru held me back.

"Nika!" he said and I turned to him. " He's been home a lot since you've been here. "

I smiled sheepishly .

" I guess you're doing him good!"

" I...!" I didn't know what to say to him.

" Still, let me tell you to stay away from him. Because I'm afraid he... won't do you any good!" Haru said.

"Haru! I don't know what the problem is between you and Yoo gi and honestly, that's your business . But Yoongi just said the same thing about you. You wouldn't do my mother any good."

I turned around and wanted to leave, but I stopped.

I turned to Haru. "Treat my mother well...that's all I ask!" and left.

Yoongi was waiting for me in his car when I joined him.

"Are you okay?" he asked me and I nodded "Yes!"

" So ... before we start our date, I want to show you something." he said and started the engine.

I turned to him and touched his arm.

Yoongi looked at me. " What's wrong?"

I wanted to know the truth about what was going on between him and his father. Why they were avoiding each other.

I smiled..." Nothing! "

" Okay then, let's go on our date!" He let his brows dance with a smile and drove off.

"Are you okay?" I asked him and Yoongi looked at me briefly.

"Why do you ask?" He huffed lightly.

" I don't know? Maybe because we never ask how we're doing!"

Yoongi put his hand on my thigh ..." Don't ruin our moment kitten!"

His thumb stroked gently along my inner thigh the whole way. And it drove me crazy.

I was almost about to tell him to drive that damn car into a secluded alley, park it and have me in the back seat...Gosh....

Instead, I pulled myself together, biting my lip with every movement his thumb made.

"What do you want to show me?" I tried to distract myself.

"Curious hmm?" Yoongi grinned and drove into the next street.

"A little!" I answered him and put my hand on his, swallowing and stopping the next movement he made.

Yoongi turned to me. " We're almost there!"

"Okay!" I mumbled and pulled my hand away from his again and his thumb went wandering on my inner thigh.

"What's your favorite food?" he suddenly asked me and I was surprised.

"Um... I'm not picky. " I replied.

" Okay, but I know you like coffee. Shall I get us some?" Yoongi parked the car on the side of the road and leaned towards me.

" You won't regret taking the day off, Kitten. Trust me."

" I do... My mom just won't like it!"

" Okay, here's a deal. We enjoy the day without thinking about our parents. Hm?" He took my chin between his fingers and let his lips touch mine.

I smiled and nodded .

" Okay!" He kissed me and then opened the car door..." Don't run away. I'll be right back!"

I looked after him ... sighed ... because I was really trying not to let my feelings come up. It was hard.

Yoongi disappeared into the little café and I pulled out my phone and saw a text from Chris.

After I broke up with him, we hardly had anything to do with each other. He walked past me, ignored me and I didn't care.

I opened the text ...
" Can we meet up? I have something to tell you!"

I rolled my eyes and put my phone away and huffed in annoyance.
"Definitely not!" I mumbled.

I turned my head out of the window when I saw Yoongi coming towards the car with two cups of coffee in his hands.

He smiled and I smiled back. It was more of a grin. Because I liked the way he looked, the way he moved, his hair blowing in his face in the light breeze, the way he held the cups.

I sat up a little straighter ... and then I saw him.... pushing Yoongi ... the coffee cups fell to the ground.

I couldn't see Yoongi's face... I got out of the car and went to him and I recognized the guy by his voice.

"Hey!!!" I ran over to the guy and pulled him back.

Chris turned to me . He was pissed, looking at me angrily. "Oh why am I not surprised now!" then he pulled me away from Yoongi by my arm.

"Leave me!" I tried to tear myself away from him.

"You're fucking him , right Bitch?" Chris hissed and pulled me behind him.

" Hey asshole! Let go of her!" I heard Yoongi behind us. Chris turned to him and let go of me.

He walked straight towards Yoongi and took a swing with his fist.

Yoongi reacted, quickly, ducked and when he straightened up again it was Chris who took the blow.

Chris stumbled backwards and landed on the floor. Yoongi bent over him and grabbed him. His other hand clenched into a fist.

"YOONGI!" I shouted and he looked at me.

"Don't!" I said quietly and he let go of him.

Yoongi came to me and grabbed my hand. "Let's go back to the car!"

"I'd better drive you back home!" he said as we sat in the car and started the engine.

"Yoongi, I'm sorry!" she sighed and he was sure that she really was sorry.

"I'll take you back home!" he replied simply.

"No, just let me out on the bext corner. I..."

Yoongi stopped the car on the side of the road. He didn't look at her, didn't say a word.

She took a few seconds and then opened the door and got out.

....

"Yoongi, I'm sorry!" she sighed and he was sure that she really was sorry.

"I'll take you back home!" he replied simply.

"No, just let me out on the bext corner. I..."

Yoongi stopped the car on the side of the road. He didn't look at her, didn't say a word.

She took a few seconds and then opened the door and got out.

It was going to be a day without compromise or complications. He wanted to show her his apartment that he had recently bought. He wanted to go out for dinner with her, get to know her properly.

Instead, he pushed her away. Yoongi was no longer aware of what these shitty feelings meant to him.

Was he falling for something?

He had to cool down. His emotions were getting the better of him and the only person he needed right now was Kyra.

He didn't look after Nika, but drove straight to Kyra's apartment.

'What's wrong with me?' he thought.

He already has a few girls and has often run into their ex-boyfriends. He didn't care about any of these guys. He didn't give a shit about them.

But today was different. He was protective, had the desire to take Nika away from this guy, felt jealousy. He didn't know feelings like that.

A light tap on the steering wheel..." Shit!" and he turned into Kyra's street. Got out, went into the building and ran up the stairs.

He knocked on her door until she opened and it took far too long in his opinion.

"Yoongi?" he saw her look at him questioningly, as if she was surprised to see him.

And indeed, he hadn't been to see her for a while because he was far too busy with Nika.

He quickly pulled her towards him. Kissed Kyra so passionately and pushed her into her apartment.

Yoongi kicked the door lightly with his foot and let it fall into the lock, pushing Kyra straight into her bedroom.

"I need you!" he breathed and took off his jacket while not taking his lips off hers.

"Yoongi stop!" she whispered, but he ignored her and his hand pulled at the hem of her summer dress. "Come on Kyra!"

" Yoongi! Sweetheart! Stop!" Kyra pushed him away and Yoongi looked at her in confusion. " What?"

She looked at him and let out a soft sigh. " No!"

Yoongi was still confused . " What no?"

Kyra cupped his cheek and let her thumb gently running over his skin.

"It's over!" she said softly and smiled.

Yoongi drew his brows together, not understanding what she was trying to tell him.

"I don't want you as my client anymore. Just be my friend!" Kyra walked past him and Yoongi turned to look after her.

He sat down on the edge of her bed and let his fingers run through his hair. Kyra came back with two bottles of soju in her hands and handed him one of them.

Yoongi reached for it and took a long swig.

Kyra sat down next to him and put her hand on his knee. " You finally got it Hmm?"

"Got what?" he asked.

"Love!" she nudged him affectionately and Yoongi just huffed.

"I saw it that one night!" Kyra continued. "The way you looked at her, the way she looked at you. "

Was Kyra right? Has he fallen in love? Kyra knew his heart belonged to her and only her.

"Tell her, sweetheart. Tell her how you feel!" Kyra kissed his cheek and smiled.

"Bullshit. There are no feelings." Yoongi got angry with himself.

Kyra slid to her knees in front of him. She cupped his cheek again. She smiled again. "Don't fool yourself. "

Yoongi pulled his face from her touch and looked at her. " I love you Kyra and you know that. "

Kyra shook her head. " This is desire , it has nothing to do with love."

" I fucking love you. Not Nika and not anyone else."

"Yoongi!" she sighed. " Remember the first time you came to my little club. Your father didn't tell me who you were at first, just that it was time to make a man out of you. That was the point at which you attached yourself to me....

.... You had your first experience with me. You may feel love for me, but it's not the same love that Nika can give you. "

"What should I do?"

Kyra smiled... "Tell her how you feel! Very simply and see where it takes you."

"She's buzzing around my head the whole time. "

" Love sweetheart Love!"

" I actually wanted to hurt her, to finish her off. I wanted her to fall in love with me and I just wanted to drop her. Now it's got me, I guess."

Kyra sat down next to him again and put her arm around his shoulders. "Tell her about your mother, about me and, above all, what happened. Be honest with her."

"I want my father to suffer and not Nika!" he said quietly. "I hate him."

"I know and I'm not entirely innocent in this whole story. "

" He lied to us. He made us believe that she didn't want us anymore."

"How is she?"

Yoongi lowered his head . "She's on strong medication. When she has a good day, she even recognizes me."

"And he still has no idea that you found her?"

Yonngi shook his head. " No."

" How much longer are you going to stall him?"

Yoongi looked back at Kyra... " I have to get my feelings for Nika under control first. "

Kyra nodded ... "What's really going on?"

" Her boyfriend!"

" Her boyfriend?"

Yoongi sighed and stood up. " That guy ruined my day , punched him and then let Nika out at some corner."

"Asshole!" Kyra replied.

" Yeah right, asshole."

Kyra stood up and grabbed his arm..." No, I don't mean him, I mean you. Asshole. "

" What? Why me?"

" Call her ." Kyra reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. " Right now!"

Yoongi raises an eyebrow at Kyra's sudden outburst but unmoved. Slowly, he continues his hesitation for a moment before Kyra hands him his phone. "Here you go."

"I'm not going to call her now!" Yoongi took his phone from her hand, but Kyra grabbed after it.

"Then I'll do it!" she turned around and found Nika's number right away and dialed ...

"Kyra!!!!" Yoongi went to retrieve his phone but Kyra moved away from him. She raised her index finger..." Don't you dare!"

"Are you crazy!" Yoongi ran his fingers through his hair...Suddenly...

" Hey...Nika honey. It's Kyra!... Oh ..I..um am fine...Yeah this is Yoongi's number..um ..where are you right now? ...University..I see..oh um yeah...I thought we could meet. I mean, we didn't have a chance after the evening...oh okay...no problem...bye!"

Kyra hung up and handed Yoongi his phone back.

"What?" he looked at her questioningly.

"You better go to her university and straighten things out with her or our friendship is over mister!"

"What did she say?"

"That you're a fucking idiot!"

"She said that?"

"No, that's what I said!" Kyra grabbed his arm and pushed him out of her apartment. "Go and tell her that you love her. Then come back. As a friend! Got it?"

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