just one day

95.

I swallowed hard trying to ignore my thoughts. I should've never went back to the dorm, I'm pretty sure Yoongi would've had no problem spending money on a new wardrobe for me.

I made of mistake, I should've just left his penthouse and went to the airport but no I had to go back there. I wish I didn't. Me doing so not only cost me to miss my flight but also arrive in china later than expected.

"Ma'am"

The voice of Sungjae brought my out my thoughts turning to see him holding the car door open for me as I sat in the car pool of the large hotel. 

I took a deep breath before stepping out the car, and looking around. I was in a new country, that I've never been before, and yet it felt like I was no excited. In fact, my mind had been to busy thinking about my team, and the conversation I had, that I wish I didn't.

He shuts the door behind me, and turns to face the entrance, causing me to turn and look at him. "If..if he asks why we were late, let me tell him, okay?" I ask him.

He nods silently causing me to fill a little reassured, before facing the entrance as a skinny figure began approaching us.
She strutted down the exit, with her bones showing throughout her tight skirt and dress shirt that looked as if she wasn't even attempting to button the buttons, that were seconds away from exposing her cleavage.

"Who is that?" I asked quickly throughout her teeth.

"That is Mr. Min's Secretary and personal assistant"

Personal Assistant and Secretary? Who did she have to fuck to get both of those titles.

I watch as her eyes shift off of Sungjae who nods in her presence before turning to me, and eyeing me head from toe. As if she was observing me, every little inch of my body.

I force a smile, attempting to create a conversation.

"My name is M..." she cuts me off rudely, "I know who you are... Yoongi has been excepting you, Miss Anderson." Her tone was different from all his other workers.

Usually, they'd never call him by his first name based on the fact that he was their boss, and also no matter how many times I asked they would always call me by my old last name, not the new one.

I softly smile, ignoring her condescending attitude.
"That's funny. I don't remember his other employees being close enough to him to be able to address him by his first name." I say.

"What's funnier is that I never asked you on what you remember..." she trails off causing me to look at her.

Excuse me? This bitch. She thinks she's a jokester huh?

Before I could say anything she turns in her heels, "follow me" she states, walking back into the hotel causing Sungjae and I to slowly follow after her.

"So.. how long have you been working with him?"

"Yoongi?" She answers walking down the lobby of this large, and expensive hotel. Who else would I have been talking about?

I clear my throat, "my fiancé? Yes. Him" I say pointing out the fact that I was the bitch, the same bitch yoongi has never and will never be able to get over.

I swear a chuckle comes out from her little skinny ass causing my eyebrow to raise. What exactly was so funny?

Why was I letting this woman.. who I didn't even know get under my skin. It hasn't even been ten minutes and I'm already looking for a fight.
She stops in her footsteps causing both Sungjae and I to stop as well before looking at her as she turns and face me.