Kitten [] Choi Yeonjun

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"Because you are mine, Kitten. You are mine and mine only..."

I stare at him with my jaw slacked and my eyes wide. His? What? When? Why? Me? Huh? Mine? Mine...? My brain is working overtime to process his words. I mean I understand, but I don't at the same time.

"Kitten?" He says while staring intently at me, waiting for my reaction. But how am I supposed to have a reaction when I'm still trying to comprehend his words fully.

After a few more minutes, it clicks. His words finally registering in my brain.

. . .

OH MY GOSH, HE SAID THAT IM HIS! AS IN NO ONE ELSES BUT HIS! THIS MAN ACTUALLY LIKES ME! WHY? WHAT THE. I'VE NEVER BEEN SO CONFUSED IN MY ENTIRE LIFE?!??!!?!?!? WHY IS MY MIND SPEAKING IN ALL CAPS?!

"Yours?" My eyes squint while looking at him, waiting for his confirmation. He nods his head.

"You are mine, Kitten, Whether you like it or not; I will have you in the end. No other man will have you. I'll make sure of that." He says while digging into his caesar salad.

I look down at my food before grabbing my bag and getting up from my seat. I walk out of the restaurant with Mr. Choi's voice calling my name from behind me. I ignore him as I start walking towards the cute cafe I seen while walking around the other day.

Footsteps pound on the pavement behind me. I ignore them as I'm about to cross the street I look and see a car not slowing down and I'm directly in its path. My heart drops as I realize I'm right in its path. A gasp leaves my mouth when a hand grabs my arm and pulls me out of the way. My body collides with a solid, firm, well-built body. I look up and almost choke on absolutely nothing when I see it's Mr. Choi looking back down at me with concern etched into every beautiful- I mean not beautiful detail of his face.

I slowly untangle myself from his arms even though for some reason I don't want to. His hand comes up at touches my cheek. I look at him wide-eyed but for some odd reason I can't find it in me to remove his hand; it's so warm and gentle as his warms hands cups my face. His thumbs wipe the tears I didn't realize had fallen. Why am I crying? Well, you did almost become a pancake-like your cat - Fluffy - did when you were 10. Poor Fluffy didn't stand a chance against that tanker truck.

"Are you okay?" Mr. Choi asks while looking directly into my eyes. He sounds worried.

"I- I'm fine... Thanks for uh, saving me..." I say while looking down at my feet. When I look back up at him he's looking at me in a way I can't explain. Slowly he leans in, but I don't move. Instead, I stand there and let it happen. His lips feel warm and soft against mine. His tongue swipes across the bottom of my lip for entrance, to which I grant him. His arm encircles my waist, pulling me closer to his body. His warmth is radiating off of him and onto me.

My brain finally realizes what happens and I pull away from him. Running a hand through my hair, I pace around a few times before looking back up at him. His face shows a happy smile, but the blush spread across his cheeks is enough to make my stomach explode with the fact that I caused that blush. But this can't happen again. It shouldn't have happened. He's my boss.