After years of bouncing around from casino to casino as a poker host, you finally found one that you believed you could spend the rest of your career at, thanks to them, your guys.
Six of the best men you could imagine, each one of them with their o...
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Jumping from my bed, I run to my door just in time to see Josh on the other side. Hidden by the darkness all I can make out is his sinister grin as he walks towards me.
Pushing the door closed, I'm stopped by the force of his hand pushing against it, backing me into my room as I hear Jimin and Taehyung yelling for me to run.
"Hang up the phone sweetheart, I only want to talk." He smiles, looking down at my phone as it lays on the bed.
"Josh you piece of fucking shit! Get away from her!" We hear Tae yell through the speaker, catching Josh's attention.
"Well hello my dear old friend." He smiles as he picks up the phone and looks at the screen. "If you don't mind, I have something to discuss with your best friend here."
Hanging up the call and tossing the phone on my bed, I watch as his gaze moves to the sleeping cat.
"When did you get a cat?" He asks, petting her gently before pulling back and staring at me awaiting my answer.
"None of your fucking business." I hiss. "If you want to talk then talk."
Walking towards my door, I hold the door open motioning for him to follow me before closing it behind us leaving Cleo inside.
Jogging down the stairs with him following closely behind me, I keep my emotions locked deep inside me knowing that he gets off on me showing any sign of weakness. His sick and twisted mind is probably loving the fact that I'm here all alone and vulnerable in the dead of the night, my neighbors probably too deep asleep to hear any of my cries for help if I were to ask for it.
Stopping by the front door, I turn to see him inches from me, grinning as he looks down on me with his hands tucked in his pockets.
"I'm here to give you a second chance sweetheart. I've given you more than enough time to realise your mistake in choosing your friends over me, so I think it's about time you came to your senses and come back to me."
Now I know laughing in a crazy mans face is not the smartest move, but I couldn't help it after hearing the bullshit he just spewed. Come back to him? He must be out of his damn mind!
"Are you serious?? Me? And you?" Laughing even harder than I was before, my body involuntarily folds in half as my stomach starts to ache, my mind replaying his words over and over making it harder to control my hysterical laughter.
Seeing him shift in front of me, my laughing fit is short lived as he wraps his hand around my throat and slams me back into the wall. Making me groan in pain as my head bounces off of the hard surface.
"How about I just tell your boss about you fucking one of his biggest players huh?" He growls, tightening his grip on my neck. "Show him all the pictures I've got of him leaving your house. Or the pictures of the two of you in New York? Think he would like to learn of you screwing the players like the little cum slut that you are? I've waited months for those fuckers to leave you alone so I can come and take you home with me and you dare to laugh in my fucking face!!"
