Angel (Yoongi x Reader)

Chapter 15

Y/N POV:

After Jin had left the room, I continued to sit in silence, not sure what to think about what had happened. I couldn't help feeling guilty for snapping off on the man who had been kind enough to bring me food like he did. As I sat there, the door opened and the beautiful woman from before sauntered in, her waist length black hair swinging about her hips.

"Hello little princess," she said, her voice filled with disgust. "Having fun yet?"

I turned my head to the side, trying to avoid her gaze. "Please leave me alone," I begged. "I... I don't want any trouble."

The girl ignored me and came to stand in front of me, eyeing me suspiciously. "What is so special about you?" she questioned, her voice tinged with barely concealed anger. "What does Yoongi see in you?"

I shook my head. "I don't want anything to do with him. I promise. I just want to go home," I insisted. "I... I have a boyfriend waiting for me." I couldn't really call Jackson that yet, but at this point I would say anything to get her away from me.

"Is that so?" she sneered, her pretty face contorting in a horrible grin. "So you have no interest in my Yoongi?"

I shook my head emphatically. "I swear I don't," I promised. "He's nothing to me. I... I don't even know him."

"Too bad," she said, her tone bored. "He's so handsome. All that smooth pale skin, those rippling muscles concealed under those tight t-shirts. The way his tongue feels when he plunges it into you. The way he pushes into you roughly, pleasure bordering on the edge of pain. It's so exhilarating." As she spoke, she ran her hands down her body as if she was mimicking the touch of the man's hands on her.

The way she spoke so openly repulsed me. I didn't want to hear about her intimate acts with the handsome man, especially since I couldn't stop the flash of envy that shot through me. The man was terrifying but there was something so captivating about him that I couldn't seem to get past.

"Why so bothered little princess?" she questioned. "Are you really thinking about what it would be like to have a man such as him? The power he exudes can be overwhelming, but it's so much better when he takes that power into the bedroom." She clicked her tongue in false sympathy. "Poor little girl, sitting her alone everyday while that sexy man comes to my bed."

I turned my head to avoid her gaze, but she grabbed my chin, digging her sharp nails into my skin, making me wince. "Please leave me alone," I pleaded. "I just want to go home, back to my boyfriend."

The girl dug her nails in even further and I knew she drew blood. "Keep what I said in mind little princess," she said, her voice soft but filled with quiet fury. "Stay away from Yoongi or I will kill you." She let me go and gave me a harsh shove making me topple backwards, the cuff digging into my wrist even further.

Before she exited, she turned back and blew a kiss at me, giving me a last smug smile. I held a hand up to my face, feeling the small wounds from her nails. I pulled my hand back and noticed the drops of blood on my fingers. "Great, just great," I said aloud to myself. "One more thing to add to my shitty life."

"How can your life be so shitty?" a voice said from the door. I turned and noticed Namjoon leaning against the doorframe. When he saw the blood on my face, he hurried to my side, worry in his eyes. "What happened?"

I shook my head. "I... I don't know," I lied. "I must have scratched my face or something."

Namjoon's hands were gentle as he lifted up my chin to look at him, his eyes roaming my face. His eyes darted down to the wounds on my face and his eyes filled with rage. "Fucking bitch," he snarled out and I flinched in panic.