3rd person~

Tzuyu narrowed her eyes at the sight before her but she wasn't exactly surprised. She knew Jungkook didn't really feel anything for her, she wasn't stupid. But right from her childhood she had a habit of getting what she wanted no matter the circumstances. And if she gave up now, she'd be really disappointed in herself.

The tall blonde was stepping out of the bathroom wearing Jungkook's suit jacket over her short dress. The shorter one named Jennie was chastising her. Tzuyu backed herself behind the thick grecian columns as they approached the end of the hallway where she was hiding.

"I need to go home unnie. My dress is ruined and I feel sticky all over.", Lisa complained, walking beside the older girl.

"Sticky?! What the hell were you doing with him in there?"

"No! It wasn't like that...", her voice faded as the two disappeared behind the back exit doors.

Tzuyu's mind spun. She wasn't one to admit defeat so easy. Though it was somewhat true that the whole charade was meant to boost up Twice's popularity, but even JYP himself didn't know the real reason this whole thing had been orchestrated.

Money worked wonders when one wanted something and her parents had a lot of it.

A small mischievous smile appeared on her face.

You like attention huh, blondie? Let's see how you handle it then...

She took out her phone from her clutch and dialed a number.

"Hello. Mark oppa..."

Lisa's pov~

My whole body still felt sensitive after what had just transpired in the washroom.

And a stupid smile wouldn't go away from my face.

That was the first time anybody had ever made me feel so much pleasure and I was sorta glad it was with Jungkook. But I knew I shouldn't be stupid. He still hadn't exactly explained anything to me. Just told me to trust him.

Should I though?

I looked around for Jennie but she still hadn't returned. She had wandered off in search of our driver because she too wasn't carrying her phone, leaving me standing by the exit all alone.

I would just return home while the other three took care of the bidding and socialising here.

"You seem lonely."

A startled squeak escaped me as someone with a low voice spoke from beside me.

My eyes widened but then I smiled politely. "Annyeong, Mark oppa."

This was awkward. Especially with me wearing a men's suit jacket right now. Hope he doesn't ask any questions.

"What are you doing here all alone?", he asked, shifting closer. His mannerisms were weird. In the limited number of past meetings we'd had he'd seemed like a laidback, carefree person.

His piercing gaze made me shiver now, but I shrugged it off.

"Um, just waiting for our car.", I answered nonchalantly, trying to move slightly away without being noticed.

But he noticed. And grabbed my wrist.

"Leaving already? You didn't even say hi to me. I'm hurt." He pulled me closer, wrapping both his arms around my waist.

For a second I had no idea what to do, panic building up within me. This didn't seem like the guy I had met before.

"Mark-"

He silenced me with a harsh kiss.

Moving my arms to around his neck, he backed me up against the wall.

My body shut down for a minute with utter shock and surprise. But when he pushed down Jungkook's jacket over my shoulders, my brain kicked in.

I pulled back from his mouth."Stop. No!" I shoved at his chest but he grabbed my wrists.

"Just a few seconds more. Then my work here will be done." With that he attacked my neck.

What?! What the hell!

Before I could do anything someone yanked him back roughly and he went sprawling on the floor.

"What. The. Fuck."
Jennie cursed, her hands balling into tight fists.

"You're going to pay for doing that to her, fucker."

She pulled her high heeled foot back and slammed it straight into his groin. Hard.

My trembling started subsiding as aftershock swept over me.

Was I almost raped just now?

"Hey Lisa." Jennie snapped her fingers in front of my face. "Are you okay? He didn't...", she trailed off, gulping.

I shook my head. "I want to get out of here."

"Of course."

She took my shaky hand in hers, leading me towards the parking lot, leaving my assaulter still writhing on the ground.

~

Morning sun shined in my face, waking me from a deep dreamless sleep.

But for some reason a strange feeling coursed through my gut. Like a bad intuition.

I wanted to stay in bed the whole day but my stomach grumbled with hunger. I brushed my teeth and combed my hair, then made my way to the living room.

Only to find Chaeng, Jisoo and Jennie sitting beside each other with a heavy silence between them. They looked up as I approached, wearing a weary and scared expression.

My stomach bottomed out. Something had happened.

"Lisa, why are you awake so early? You could've rested a little more.", Chaeyoung said worriedly.

"I was hungry." I gulped. Why are they looking at me like I'll break any second?

Jisoo stood up. "I'll make an omelette for you."

When she went inside the kitchen, I took her spot on the carpet. "Tell me."

I didn't have to say anything else, they understood me.

Jennie rubbed her forehead as Chaeyoung passed a newspaper to me. It was a tabloid.

I had a sinking suspicion I knew what it contained.

But I opened it anyway. And I was right.

There right on the front page was me and Mark. But for all the world it looked like I was kissing him, my arms around his neck as he pushed my jacket down.

I somehow found the courage to read the article. I was a masochist.

"Got7's Mark and BlackPink's Lisa caught getting hot and heavy at the annual charity exhibition in Gangnam last night. People are speculating wether these two are dating or is it just a friends with benefits thing. Seeing as some fans have pointed to the men's suit jacket Lisa is wearing, definitely not belonging to Mark. Hmmm, BlackPink's maknae has two lovers? What's your theory?"

I could just imagine the various colourful degrading words people were throwing around in comment sections of various SNS sites just now. Whore, slut, bitch...

I wasn't worried for myself though. I felt ashamed I bought this upon my group. They didn't deserve this. We were only rookies. I was terrified thinking about how this would affect us.

Jungkook...

Will he believe me?

~•~•~

I love Mark, okay. Sorry I made him like this.

But everything has a reason.