The runaway bride

Chapter 15: Renovation plans.

Jimin woke up with a smile on his face. A speck of light brushed his face and he knew, it was going to be a good day. He stretched his arms and legs, and prepared himself for his meeting with Ivy. Even though last night he wanted to call the girl from the airport, he decided against it. Ivy might find out about it and she wouldn't be happy. It wouldn't help his case either. Yet, he was so sure that by the end of the day, not only she would say yes to his proposition, but also she would end up in his bed. She fascinated him. Something that it was hard to do in the recent years. He never considered settling down, he always wanted to run wild and free. To do whatever he pleased, whomever he liked.

Ever since he met her, his life not only got a little bit rougher, but also colorful. She was sweet when she wanted to be. She was feisty and didn't take crap from him, thing that made him rejoice. She wasn't an easy target. Most women he met, they bowed at his feet because of his looks and money. His fame also helped. Being one of the richest bachelors was a very good publicity.

He was going to pull out all the big guns. He didn't invest so much time wooing women in, so he could mess it up now. He had years of experience in charming the pants off a girl. He rented a very expensive car, a McLaren Elva. He was Park freaking Jimin he had a statement to make. He drove to her house, while everyone eyed him and the car. He could swore it was the most expensive one he could get on that island. Since he might be there for quite some time, might as well buy it next time.

Once she was outside and spotted Jimin leaning on the car, his arms crossed, she rolled her eyes. She tried to hide the fact that he was mouthwatering. He was dressed in black skinny jeans, a white shirt and a pair of dark glasses. He might not have been that buffed, but damn he looked like an art work. No wonder women fell to his feet like flies. He had this aura surrounding him, making him look like a dream, throwing charms left and right.

She stood at a foot distance of him, she crosses her arms on her chest and raised her eyebrow. "Is this supposed to impress me, Park?"

Jimin smirked. "Is it working?"

Ivy shook her head. "Not in a million years babe. But I do appreciate the effort." She got closer to him and he gulped. "Do you do this every time you want the girl to test your skills?"

Jimin took a step closer to her. His breath caressing her cheeks. She stopped breathing for a second. He took off his glasses and stared straight into her eyes with his piercing gaze. She could almost feel the electricity between them. She could feel her blood running through her veins.

"Are you jealous?" Jimin smirked.

Ivy rolled her eyes. "You wish." She pushed him aside and opened the passenger door. When he didn't do anything, she spoke again in a dry voice. "You coming or not?"

Jimin released a torrent of curses under his breath as he sat in the driver's seat. After a few moments of silence, she decided to break it. Jimin was a bit angry, and although it was funny seeing him pout with his baby face, the silence drove her insane. Plus, she liked his voice.

"Where are we going? I hope you don't plan on killing me." She said with a hint of amusement in her voice.

"First stop, the construction site. I want to show you the plan."

"I saw the plan Mr. Park. It's a huge hotel. It takes up most of the view."

"I've made sure no one will be affected by it."

"How can you be so sure?" She once again crossed her arms on her chest, staring at him. Anger flashing in her eyes. "You might have fooled everyone, but you ain't fooling me Park."

Jimin rolled his eyes. "Can you please call me Jimin?"

"Why?" She was amused. Making him angry was fun. "Park it's more... Elegant."