Lisa's pov~

"Put them in here."

Our head manager held out a black bag in front of the four of us. His stern face and rigid stance brooked no argument.

The phone in my hand made my palm sweat and I gulped as I slowly reached to toss it inside the bag. Jisoo, Jennie and Rosé followed suit.

I felt bad. They had decided to come meet me on their own accord but all they had wanted was to cheer me up at the end of the day. How could they have known that a company van had tailed them all the way to Jungkook's apartment.

The burly head manager we usually barely ever saw zipped up the bag with a decisive yank. "You should thank me that I haven't informed your Sajangnim yet about this secret rendezvous you had with Bangtan members."

He made sure to look each one of us in the eyes before continuing. And extinguishing any chance I had of contacting Jungkook.

"The phones will remain with me indefinitely. Your security will be increased twofold, so don't even think of sneaking someone else's phone or anything. You guys will be on watch 24/7 and everything will be reported back to me."

"Why don't you just put us under house arrest.", Jisoo muttered under her breath.

He heard her. "Oh don't doubt me, I will."

The smile he gave us was not friendly, instead it promised punishment for every misstep of ours in the future."Just give me one more reason and I'll not only put you under lock and chain but also write a nice letter about your day time activities to your CEO."

With one last ominous warning, he was out the door. "Just try me."

We heaved a sigh of relief as soon as he left. Jennie and Jisoo leaned against the mirrors in our practice room and Rosé just sprawled out on the floor.

"Damnit, I had no idea they were actually having us followed.", Jennie exclaimed."We had an off day, couldn't they just leave us alone like they do the rest of the artists under YG."

She threw her hands in the air. "Oh wait, we're "female artists", of course they don't trust us."

Jennie seriously hated some of YG's more discriminatory policies regarding girl and boy groups.

But I had an inkling that they tailed us because they had suspected my involvement with Jungkook ever since the incident with the mob. And my subsequent all nighters at a "friends" house. At least that's the excuse I gave the managers whenever I had to stay over at Jungkook's.

Rosé gave me a sympathetic smile. "We don't mind the phones and the curfew. But what are you gonna do? How will you inform Jungkook?"

Just as I muttered "I don't know"... the door opened to reveal Sangwon unnie.

She gave us all a reassuring smile before turning to me, no doubt already informed about our predicament.

"Lisa-yah you have an appointment with the Vogue stylist in an hour. C'mon freshen up so we can go.", she told me with an impatient wave of her hand.

I jumped up from my spot, with this new situation thrown at us I had forgotten all about the appointment. I hadn't been feeling all that well last week when the rest of the members had gone for their fitting for the Vogue issue we were going to be featured on, so I had to postpone.

I had been feeling down in the dumps for missing out on such an awesome experience with the rest of my members. But Jungkook had taken a sick day off himself just to take care of me and the regret had soon vanished completely at the feel of his gentle but strong hands massaging my aching body.

Quickly moving through the motions to get ready for the appointment in the attached closet plus bathroom of our practice room, my mind couldn't help but drift back to how I was going to contact Jungkook. Or how long would it have to be before I could see him again.

I already missed him.

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"Unnie can we make a detour here." I pointed to my favourite clothing shop in downtown Seoul. We'd just finished a life altering session with a couple of Vogue stylists and were headed back.

The SUV had stopped because of a red light and a plan was taking shape in my mind.

She side eyed me. "Now?"

Internally blessing her cute innocent soul, I gave her my perfect excuse. "Remember the dress I ordered last time because it wasn't available in my size. I need to pick it up."

She sighed, gesturing for the driver to stop. "Okay, fine."

Score. And I didn't even have to lie.

As soon as I entered the huge shop with two bodyguards and Sangwon unnie in tow, my eyes searched out Soomin, the employee I had befriended through countless previous visits here.

"Hey, Soomin-ah. Is the dress here?"

She looked up with a smile. "Lisa! Hey." She gave me a brief hug. "Yeah. It's here. Should I pack it up for you?"

I cleared my throat, glancing at Sangwon unnie. Thankfully she was busy chatting with the bodyguards. "Umm. I'd like to try it first. Meet me at the dressing room yeah?"

Under my breath I whispered. "And bring your phone."

She gave me a curious look but nodded without argument before heading towards the back room. "Wait for me. It's still out among the new stock."

I made my way towards the trial rooms, anticipating talking to Jungkook for what might be the last time in a while.

Entering one of the trial rooms, I waited for my friend.

After a whole ten minutes, there was a knock at the door and I moved to open it.

Only to come face to face with Satan herself.

"Tzuyu.", I mumbled unenthusiastically. "What are you doing here?"

She was dressed in white dress looking for all the world like the purest angel out there. But I was reminded of her true nature the moment she opened her mouth. "I was just out shopping when I spotted my favourite desperate home wrecker out there. So I decided to pay her a visit."

I laughed at her audacity. "Are you talking about yourself?"

The contemplative look on her face made foreboding well up within me. I knew she was the kind of crazy who had no concept of boundaries.

And her next words confirmed that.

"You know I could destroy Jungkook if I wanted to, right?"

No longer laughing, my eyes narrowed at the serene smile on her face. Anger welling up within me. "What does that mean?"

"It means that I've had enough of your shit, Lisa."

I snorted at her ridiculous statement. "That's rich coming from you. It's me who's had enough. If you don't stop pawing my boyfriend-

She cut me off with a snicker. "Then what are you going to do?" Suddenly her face turned serious, from 0 to 100 real quick, and I realised she truly had lost some of her mental faculties.

"I'll tell you what I'm going to do. The public regards us as a couple, Lisa. I just need to make up some story about how he hit me-"she made her face real innocent, like she was on the verge of tears."-or maybe he forced himself on me. What could I have done? He's so much stronger-"

"Stop it!", I yelled in her face, disgusted at her acting.

But if she did what she threatened to do, Jungkook's career would be over. No matter who the public chose to believe in the end, the mere accusation of such a kind would mar  his reputation forever.

The idea of Jungkook getting targeted in such a scandal sent chills down my spine. But I couldn't put it past Tzuyu to actually go through with her threats, she had more than demonstrated her that she was capable of a lot of crazy things.

I spoke through my teeth. "What do you want?"

"Now we're talking.", she patted my shoulder and I brushed her hand off.

"Break up with him."

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I'll double update. So look out for the next one in a few hours. It's gonna be an emotional ride.

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