Y/N's POV

This is so messed up. After texting Jin about the accident I let out an exasperated sigh and Hobi noticed it and eyed me weirdly but didn't say a word.

The silence dragged on until we were near the hospital. I was about to get out of the car when he held my hand.

"Y/N.." He spoke a bit hesitant, while looking elsewhere but me.

"Yes? What is it Hobi?" I asked.

"About last night. thank you. I'll forever treasure it in my heart.." And then he fell silent and bit on his lips before speaking again. "..but I guess let's forget about it. It was a mistake after all."

I don't know why, but what he said was far worse than a stab to the chest. It was a mistake. Just like before, everyone that I tried to open my heart out to, takes me as a mistake.

Am I really that unworthy?

I tried to blink back the tears and tried my best to give him a smile, even if deep down I know it's all fake.

"Yeah, no problem," I breathed, then removed my hand from his grip. I can't afford to look him in the eye anymore, as I quickly went down and headed to the entrance.

Timeskip

It was awkward, to say the least. Mom woke up and was playing with Cyril while dad was talking to Hoseok.

I was feeling uncomfortable as time passed. After the little chat in the car, me and my best friend never talked again. I felt sad and I felt bad. I know I shouldn't feel this way but deep down I hoped that whatever we had last night could blossom into something more.

But I can't blame him though, anybody who could have seen us must think the same. I know what I do isn't appropriate, but I came to like my job. I didn't like it because I was loving it, but I liked it because it gave me what I need, what we need.

I was only appreciating what I have before me. Yes, my business is the pleasure of others, but sometimes I can't help but think? What if I had a normal life? A normal relationship?

Will I be able to love or be loved wholeheartedly? I was still longing to be loved. I was still hoping that someone could treasure me like I'm the only one in their eyes.

But in other people's opinion, my line of work is unacceptable. I'm a whore, a slut. I'm filthy, I'm dirty. I don't deserve love. Maybe that's one of the reasons why I can't be happy.

Jimin says he wants to be a part of my life but I can't let my guard down. He met me in my line of work, so I know deep down he still has doubts about me. He can't fully trust me to be only his.

V proposed a mutual understanding of being his sugar baby. But also that has consequences. He might ask for my full attention which I can't guarantee that I can give.

Jin is just like other clients. They come and they go. It's not my responsibility to make him stay. He has his own choice.

So my last hope was Hoseok, but sadly he wants me to forget everything, and just be friends again. Wait a minute? Am I looking for love now? In this line of work? I must be insane. No one will dare to love me. I'm sure of that.

I was spacing out, and looking in nothing in particular when my sister nudged me.

"Achi are you okay? You're crying." I didn't notice tears started to fall. At my sister's remark, everyone in the room looked at me, including Hoseok.

As a defense mechanism, I quickly dodged her question and stood up to leave the room.

"I'm fine, I'll just get coffee." From a far distance, I heard my son calling me. But I didn't dare to look back. I'm weak now and I don't want them to see me in this state.

I was quickly running away that I didn't notice, I bumped into someone.

V's POV

It's been days since I last saw her. The girl that made me look at women in a different way.

Ever since I was a kid I've seen many different types of women. They differ in different ways, but all fall similar in one factor.

Money

Even the purest of the pure gets tempted once money is involved, and once they got what they wanted. Surely they'll come back for more. The same goes for my mother, my father was one of the richest tycoons in his field.

My mom, well, they married for money. She never really cared for me. I was her stepping stone.

Dad once had a wife but she was found barren, unable to carry offspring of her own, and that's where my mom came in. She promised to help the couple. But underlying her 'good intentions' was greed. Once I came to life she used me to get my old man.

While my dad's poor wife was left out. My mom took all the attention. Before I was born she promised the poor woman that they could adopt me. That she wasn't interested in anything about my dad. But once I was born that all changed. She demanded and abused the woman's consideration towards her, until she drove the latter away. Last time I heard, she got sick and died.

The moment she was out of the picture my mother married my father, and decided to disregard me. After all, she got what she wanted already. I am of no use anymore. I grew up to see her leech off my dad while he didn't really care. Why would he, if he got all the money to spoil her.

I, on the other hand, longed for love, affection, and I got that with the use of money. The servants cared for me because they got paid. Women desired me because I was rich. No one really genuinely cared.

Ice, on the other hand, didn't care also, but at least she didn't take advantage of me.

Until now she still hasn't cashed the cheque I gave her. It makes me a little puzzled as to why would she do that?

As I was walking, a lady bumped into me. Her hair was down so I wasn't able to see her face. After bumping she quickly bowed and ran the opposite direction.

But as she passed by, I quickly looked into her direction because I recalled someone. Her scent was familiar. I was about to run after her but my phone rang.

I groaned as I saw the caller ID.

Park Jimin

Jimin's POV

It's been a few days since I came back. But without Y/N by my side, I felt bored. That's why I decided to bug my old pal, Taehyung. Tae and I have been friends since we were kids.

Both of our parents were irresponsible. Taehyung's parents didn't give him attention, while mine gave me notice, but not in a good way.

My mom would abuse me physically or emotionally. While my dad would be busy womanizing in different places not giving a damn about what's happening in our house.

At first, my mother was furious and would always follow dad wherever he goes, then humiliate him and his woman.

Sadly it was just a short-lived victory because once dad got home he would hit mom relentlessly. So as time goes by, mother became accustomed to dad's women. The only problem was when she got mad I became her punching bag. She would hit me or humiliate me in front of her friends, my friends, or even strangers. She didn't care as long as she was able to vent out her rage.

It became a routine, until almost everyone avoided me, but not Taehyung. Just like me, he longed for affection, for love. We became inseparable, we became soulmates. We grew up together until we were able to live on our own independently.

My departure made Tae mad but I guess it's up to me to make it up to him. I sighed as I called him, and it took a few minutes before he answered.

Taehyung: What is it?

Jimin: Tae-ah are you still mad?

Taehyung: Nope! I'm happy! Very very happy that you called! It's been like what? Two months that you disappeared without a heads up!

Jimin: Okay, okay I get it. But I told you right? It's because of my girl.

Taehyung: My girl my ass! She doesn't even like you. She's just using you for money. Now after everything she ratted you out. Well, to be honest, it was mostly your fault. You became clingy.

Taehyung never got the chance to know Y/N's name because I never gave out that information to him. Since he hates women. He thinks that every female he encounters is like his mom. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose before answering.

Jimin: Taehyung-ah as I've said before she's different. I'll let you meet her once I got a hold of her again, and don't worry that'll be soon. I'll show you my family, once she accepts me.

I smiled as images flash through my mind. Y/N, Cyril, and me walking together hand in hand everywhere. That must be the happiest day of my life. But all my thoughts were washed away by my very pessimistic friend that for a moment I thought I was hallucinating.

Taehyung: I met a girl Jiminie, and she's different. I have a feeling that you'll like her.

I was surprised by the news. But nevertheless, I'm happy for my friend.

Jimin: I'll be glad to meet her. Just tell me when, where and I'll be there.

Taehyung: Sure, I'll get going now. Bye Jimin-ah.

Jimin: Bye Tae.

Y/N's POV

I have no idea how long I've been walking but my feet led me to the streets, beside the bank specifically and since I'm here, I might as well get inside.

I wiped my face that had dried tears and fixed myself before going inside. It took me an hour to encash the cheques as the line was a little bit longer.

For the blank cheques, I took only the amount that I felt reasonable, then transferred Momma X's portion to her account. Then left a portion for our needs and the other for mom's funds since Dr. Kim told me that by next week mom will be discharged and the therapy will start.

After all the bank transactions, I spotted a nearby coffee shop and decided to sit there for a while before coming back to the hospital's suffocating atmosphere.

It wasn't that the hospital itself was bad. It was Hoseok, I felt bad for him, because he thought I was having a relationship with Seokjin. I didn't mean to hurt him, but I guess it's also my fault, because I guess it's really not meant to be. He might get hurt in the process.

As I was battling with my feelings. A hand brushed my shoulder which made me jump from my seat. Then a deep voice chuckled and sat in the chair in front of mine.

"Never knew I'd be seeing you here." The voice seductively spoke.

I squinted my eyes as I tried to recognize the man in front of me. He was wearing all black with his face covered in a mask and a hat so it was hard to recognize him.

"Who are you?" I asked, as I gave up on guessing who he was.

"Am I that easy to forget, babygirl?" He said.

As he spoke the pet name, shivers run through my body. It was V the one I met in his home. How could I forget, he was the one who made my knees weak. The seductive man that offered to be my benefactor.

"I knew it was you, how could I forget that sweet scent of yours." He triumphantly said.

"What do you mean?" I asked puzzled.

"The hospital, remember you bumped into someone." He told me while he raised an eyebrow.

As he spoke about that certain event, I realized what he was talking about then my eyes went wide in surprise.

"You mean? You're the one I bumped into?" I asked him to confirm my assumption.

"Yes and I also have been informed that you went to the bank. Is that enough? I told you to get as much as you want." He replied as his eyes glazed with concern.

"No, it's perfectly fine. I don't want to abuse your kindness." I straightforwardly declined.

At that I saw his eyes wrinkle, and almost disappear, he must be smiling. It became quiet for a while before he spoke again.

"So.. Have you decided?" His voice cut through the silent atmosphere.

"About that.." I trailed off as I saw his eyes sparkle in anticipation.

(A/N: What do you think will her answer be? I'm happy I've been getting active readers lately. There's more in the store I'm just editing it before posting. Also, I like where this story is going. Thanks to my babies 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜)

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