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Chapter 22- Mustache Man

"Well, nice seeing you around here again. You sure do look good today."

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Don't feel the same way.

I didn't peep another word. I let him talk and talk.

"So... what made you think you can come back for another interview?"

Interview? More like a crime scene.

"I wanted to revise with you about getting a chance to work with you guys, the success you guys have with the dancing industry wanted me to make sure you guys are sure to work with me as your first model."

He stayed seated, legs crossed with his elbows on his knees and his prominent finger grazing around on his butt-chin. I sat with my back straight trying to prevent looking slightly awkward or uncomfortable.

"I see. Well we already have our hands on a male model but we haven't started anything with him yet but it would sure be nice to gather a few confident pre-models. You see, I wanted to create a model reality show and having you guys compete with each other but money is a bit out of hand right now especially with new offices and hiring new staff members."

He kept talking. I stayed listening.

I didn't dare to pick up my hand for anything and stayed still, like a picture. The glass glossy windows and dark sad walls just made my heart beat fast. Beating faster and faster every second. Felt like my heart was going to pump out of my chest. But I stayed listening and he kept talking.

Soon enough, he got up from out of his professional chair. I immediately started sweating, I felt my scalp getting itchy and my legs glistening with sweat.

He got up to the files embedded into the right wall of the room. I watched him going through his tan colored files. I see hundreds and almost thousands of files while he goes through them from the top to the bottom.

He yanks a thick and fat file out from the middle section of his collection.

And he keeps talking. Eventually I lose focus and gaze at the camera I placed next to the statue, trying to see if it's in the right position to where it's directed towards him.

But then he catches me looking at it. He was dumbfounded and just thought I was gazing off.

"Are you sure you want to join? You seem to lose interest in this topic although you seem passionate about being a model." His tone was threatening. It made me sweat even more.

"My bad. I've been out of my mind lately, continue." I gesture him to continue and he perks up an eyebrow while giving me a weird look I couldn't make out what he meant.

He then shifts towards me, he gets closer.

Oh my lord. Oh my lord. Oh my lord. Oh my lord. Is it really happening? What should I do. Should I call out for help.

"Now tell me, why do you like modeling so much? Nude modeling is also a thing, you should try."

He then gives me the most creepiest looks and his eyes filled with lust but in the most disgusting way.

He then pulls out a hand and offers me to get up out of my seat. I felt useless and helpless, my face gets pale and cold, same with my feet.

He then pulls me by my waist in order for me to get closer to him.

The fact that we're around the same height gives him more access to my face and overall everything.

I feel myself shaking but it wasn't noticeable enough for him to see but I felt like crying. Knowing how much this man scares and terrifies me is so overwhelming and painful. He continues to drag his chubby fingers along the spine portion of my back. I felt it. I felt violated.

His face was close to my neck and I could feel his nasty breathe against my skin.

I feel tears overfilling my eyes and tears start pouring.

But, I then realized that Jungkook is close.

"Remember to stand your ground."

He gets closer and closer. I had enough.

I reach for my ear piece and yell.

"JUNGKOOK!"

The manager looks surprised and pulls away from me and gives off a confused look. "Jungkook?"

Not long after, I hear the door burst open.

But then I black out. I see nothing. My brain shuts down and my body goes numb. I just pass out.

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I wake up to a voice. My eyes are still shut closed but I'm very much conscious.

"Mia? Mia, wake up. I know you're not dead, bozo. Just wake up."

I hear Rosa's and see the figure of her slim body through the thin slips of my eyelids. Slowly but surely I open my eyes and blink a few times adjusting my eyes to the bright light above Rosa.

She hugs me tight and laughs out of relief but I see no tears on her face.

Alright, we good.

Jungkook pushes her off of me and starts pecking and kissing my cheeks.

"MAMA MIA!! I'm so glad you're okay. Here, drink some water." He guides me to sit up and hands me a water bottle.

I chugged it and that's when it hit me.

"Is he gone?"