Hidden Chapter: JENNIE

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Jumping and wiggling synchronised to the loud music and bass of the bar are my great escaped to hide myself to the limelight of the industry that I chose

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Jumping and wiggling synchronised to the loud music and bass of the bar are my great escaped to hide myself to the limelight of the industry that I chose.

Luckily, I have a friend who owned this kind of private bar which is exclusive for selected well-known people only.

I was in the middle of my satisfaction when someone pulled on my arms. I tried to recognise him but I failed. He was wearing a cap and a mask, matched with his leather jacket and tight tattered black pants. All black aura, not my type.

I made an effort to release myself from his grip but he was so strong and I am already drunk added why I feel so weak.

I hissed when he throws me to the table in the corner of the bar far enough to the crowd. I bit my lips from his unmannered gesture towards me. That was my first time to experience that kind of treatment.

He sat to the chair in front of me and I rolled my eyes when he finally revealed his identity.

What's with this idiot?

I pressed my back to the chair and crossed my arms and legs, showing him who's Kim Jennie is and what he did was something beyond my status.

He took a sip in his drink and raised his left brow to me giving the same attitude like mine.

This man was so unbelievable.

I was about to stand up and left him but he stopped me like a boss, "Sit. I never told you to stand and leave. So go back to your seat, now!" He said without looking and touching me. He just sat in his seat looking at nowhere.

I chuckled and rolled my eyes to him, "Yah who do you think you are? You don't have any rights first to drag me here, second touching my arms and third but not the least to dictate me what to do?" I said and turned my back to him but I screamed when he pulled my arms again and harshly sit me again.

"Yah. What the fuck are you doing?"

"Would you please shut your mouth?" He shouted at me but it still didn't give me a reason to fuck off.

I kicked his legs below the table and I feel satisfied when he cried out of pain, "That's what you've got from messing me, little kitten."

I saw how irritated he is but I don't care. That's what I want anyway. He already made my night worst so I have to make him more like hell.

"Fine." He looked at me straight. "You better thank me, than killing me to your mind." I frowned.

I still didn't have anything to say, I just let him speak everything he wants but I'm not truly listening to him. I raised my hand to the waiter and ordered a bottle of whiskey.

"Good thing, that your friend came before that old business jerk pulls you." The waiter said after giving me my order but I looked at him confused. "Well Ma'am, Did you see that man in the corner? He was a total jerk, he always hunts young girls to fuck. He usually made someone who was already sobber so he can do his purpose to her easily. And he was about to pull you but your friend came and pull you first." He explained.

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