I did start living in a dormitory room for which I don't have to pay much but a job...

I couldn't find any. Without even interviewing, I was rejected almost everywhere.

All because I was involved with a mafia company before.

It has been five days.

"God, I'd rather die than live like this. What wrong did I ever do to be in this situation?" You cribbed as your nails stabbed your palm.

-

As you stood outside Jungkook's office, you sighed gathering your courage to enter in.

"Oh hey, good you're here. Get coffee in, Mr. Park is here as well," Yoongi beamed and quickly rushed to Jungkook's cabin.

Why'd he treated you as if nothing happened?

Preparing coffee exactly the way he likes, you entered his cabin.

He didn't spare a glance at you.

You kept it on his table and left silently.

-

"So are you in love or what is it?" Mr. Park raised his brows as he gazed at Jungkook being stressed and zoned out for the past few days.

Jungkook's lip curled up as Mr. Park studied his uneasiness.

"Feels like the woman is giving you a hard time!" Mr. Park smiled sipping on his coffee.

"Emotions don't go well with me Boss," Jungkook casually answered.

The minute Jungkook gazed out, he saw you giggling with Jack, the new employee.

Jungkook gritted his teeth as his fists balled.

Mr. Park cleared his throat.

"I can see that," Mr. Park said taking a leave.

"Yoongi take care of him and that girl, something feels off," Mr. Park whispered to Yoongi as he left off.

-

Jack, who you meet a minute ago turns out to be nice.

You needed a friend.

You laughed at those little jokes that he cracked as you cleared up the place after getting done for the day.

Jungkook didn't speak to you at all, your existence to him didn't matter.

Meeting him, the kiss, it all feels like an illusion.

-

A week later, like every other day, you walked into Jungkook's cabin to keep his lunch when Jack peeked in just to say, "You up for drinks tonight?"

Jungkook's eyes swept at Jack, to you, and back to his laptop screen.

"Shit," Jackson mouthed as he apologized to Jungkook for not noticing him.

"S-Sure," You hesitantly replied as Jackson quickly left.

Jungkook had been unexpectedly silent. You wanted a reaction from him after that night.

You moved out showing you didn't need him and still, you're here working for him.

The "sure" that left your mouth to answer Jack ended Jungkook's quietness.

He gulped a sip of whiskey and sat with his legs apart resting his head on the couch as he pulled out a cigarette.

"Did you think you can walk in here anytime you want?"

"Couldn't you see, we already have a replacement for you."

He eyed Jack.

"Jack? He works here with you on your projects, he isn't a worker like me," you replied.

"You don't decide that!" Jungkook's stern voice made you flinch.

"If you continue to work here, I'll be throwing Jack out," he proclaimed getting you panicked.

Jack needed the job, you knew it.

"You can't do that Mr. Jeon, he's in the accounts department of the company," you replied.

"Being too considerate for a man who works to kill for the mafia?" Jungkook chuckled darkly.

"What do you want Mr. Jeon?" You walked towards him.

"This body?" You said, pointing to yourself.

"Aren't you pissed because I didn't let you do what you wanted that night?"

"That's the reason you're trying such things?"

Standing close to him, you took off your scarf, exposing yourself to him.

You entwined your fingers with his and placed his hand on your neck.

"Touch me, do whatever you want Mr. Jeon. I don't get a job anywhere because I'm involved with you, when my entire life revolves around you anyways, do it," you said.

"You're ready to sleep with me for Jack's job?" He asked, still holding you.

"I don't want anyone to be in problems because of me," you said which made him grit his teeth as he held your neck tightly, pinning you to the wall.

Getting his face closer to you, in his deep voice he said, "You think I wanted to fuck you? If I wished for, you couldn't stop me but...," He stopped.

"I don't have to explain myself," he loosened his grip on you as you coughed.

"Get the fuck out of my life Y/N. Stop playing around. I'll make arrangements and you'll be back to your mother tomorrow itself," he said.

"Who do you think you are?"

"You don't decide anything for me," you yelled.

This uncleared air between the both of you was lethal.

As he was about to yell back, you said, "Fine, I'll quit. Don't remove him and no, you aren't the one to decide where I go or what I do!"

Jungkook stood silent.

Grabbing your coat, you left.

-

"I don't have a job anymore," you grumbled as Jackson smiled apologetically as he had come to pick you up.

"I can help Y/N," he said.

His eyes shined, and he looked different as he spoke.

"I have a friend who works in a restaurant that pays well. You can join there," he said.

You felt a ray of hope knocking on your door.

You didn't want to go back home. You wanted to be here, work to buy the cafe for your mom to get away with rent.

Seoul paid a thousand times better than your village.

"Thanks, Jackson. I'd love to interview there, you're my hero," you said, as he hugged you.

"Don't worry, you'll get a job."

-

You carried your resume, practiced hard, and wished to get the job as you followed Jack.

He seemed overly excited about helping you as he kept giving good reviews about the place.

"Why don't you work there then?" You asked.

"It doesn't have a vacancy," he said, hesitating at every word.

As you entered the old building which didn't look like a restaurant, you asked, "This doesn't seem like a workplace."

"They just interview people here," Jack said.

As you climbed the first floor, the place started to give you weird vibes with its lack of light and people.

"I think I should go," you whispered and turned to leave when Jack held your wrist.

Laughing like a maniac, he pulled you into a room where there were a few men, all dressed in black, you could smell cigarettes around.

"Jack's got fresh meat y'all. Your bag full of cash will come to you this eve, thanks buddy," A tall man having thick black beard walked towards Jackson and tossed you towards him.

"What the hell?" You yelled as Jack left.

The man looked at you with eyes filled with the hunger of touching you.

"Just perfect, the way I like," he said as he grabbed your waist.

You frowned and started to hit on his chest, struggling when he smirked and put a cloth on your face inhaling which, you fainted.

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