Hae-won's POV
After running back in my room the first thing was that I had to do was to bolt my doors cautiously. After closing it back..I went inside the bed covers to cover myself well. I could still sense his smell...his touch...the way he was making shivers run down my body. I could feel everything...how he was touching me here and there. The feeling of being touched by a man is quite different. I was shocked, happy or should cry I don't know. I am unable to understand this man. He acts differently at daytime and suddenly his behaviour changes at night. Understanding him and his mind is a tricky game. On top of that he is a drunkard. He is addicted to drinking a lot. I don't know how come others in this house bear him. But maybe he occasionally does all this things infront of them. Though aunt is well aware of his mental health issues and temper problem then why doesn't she asks him to go for a mental checkup. And try to help him come out of this alcoholic self. He needs proper medicines and meditation. Or else these habits will never come to an end only. I don't know why he did all this to me today infact he was so close to me that I could feel his breath but why did he touch me like that...flirt with me. At daytime he don't even try to face me..he never tried to look on me even. While all these thoughts surrounded me I didn't know that when and how I fell asleep.
MORNING
"Hae-won... Hae-won...," I heard aunt calling out for me. Hearing her calls I ran towards her direction....towards the living room.
"Yes...aunt..." I said while huffing and puffing.
"Daughter today you will go with the driver to give the lunchboxes to Hoseok and his dad in their office..and the driver will accompany you to there," Aunt said smiling at me.
"How will I ...I mean...why should I go there?! You know aunt that I am afraid of Hoseok. And even it feels strange to go to a place where noone knows me." I was hesitant.
"No worries...you should go and it's not going to be some sort of meet. It's like you just go there give their lunch and come back..hope you go there " aunt said smiling and left. Ohh god!!! What sort of trouble is this , I don't want to go over there and atleast not to meet him specifically. He doesn't deserve lunch from me atleast. But later I had to prepare lunch and the driver took me to the Jung's estate it was such a big building these people indeed are too rich. Moving inside the building I hurriedly went inside the lift.
As I reached to his office..with each step I was feeling that something is not going to be good today. And as I reached inside his office ...I saw him having some women on his lap...they were kissing eachother!!! Ohh goodness!!!! He does all this shit in his office...and what the heck is this women..she looks like some employee and she is trying her luck. This man is such a playboy he fights with his mum that he will not marry anyone but he can spend nights with different girls and is fine fucking them. He is disgusting...yuckks...I felt like to vomit. This guy plays with each and every girl..he tried to touch me also..it's his passion.. psychopath. This is the first and last time I came here to deliver him his lunch from now onwards I will not even try to encounter his shadow. Being determined about my future plans I just knocked on his door. To which they both were shocked and this man he gave me death stares.. gosh!!
"You??!!... Why the hell you came in my office you came here to watch me. You dumb...." He screamed. The girl stood up from his lap and left the room immediately. I without wasting a single minute and ignoring his devastated face and angry looks came inside his office.
"I came to deliver this food ...I am not interested in seeing you fucking your employees over here." I smirked and kept his lunch on the table.
"You servant..how dare you. First you entered shamelessly inside my office and then you peeped in my cabin and now you are preaching me..what the hell do you think of yourself?!" he was screaming.
"Don't scream ...even I can scream...everyone knows how to scream. And what did I say wrong. When aunt ask you to marry a girl..you day no and fight with her because you are not interested in a single girl..you need to feel every other girl...and if you are married there are less chances of betraying your women..don't act ...at first I thought you might sound rude but you are not bad at heart..maybe you have some issues and might be you are troubled...but you seriously are someone sick and too jerk." I yelled at him. I don't know from where did I gather that much strength to scream at the man standing infront of me. This fact couldn't be denied that I was angry because I knew he touched me or flirted with me last night it's not because of drinks its because he loves fucking women. He is a jerk...and he tried the same tricks on me yesterday night. While I was thinking a sudden push hit me and I went down on floor.
"You pushed me to ground...what the fuck..I know you are my master but what is this behaviour..can't you learn some manners...you are trying to push me and hurt me all the time. Why the hell I feel you are someone good...but strict. But Everytime I think in that way you prove me wrong..I can never understand you. You hardly speak nicely to me any day...but at nights you try to hurt me push me...make me injure myself...make me feel bad by your touches...you jerk...you are more shameless and mannerless...in daytime without even drinking ...I can agree at night you are drunk and you do these things to hurt me..coz you don't like me coz your mom picked me from roads to work at your house. But today you showed me that you are a monster ...even at daytime ...you know what I hate you so bad!!!!!...."
Tears were running .. continuously from my eyes....I couldn't stop myself from crying infront of a stone . Why the hell I am crying coz of this man :(

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