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My eyes flickered open when someone knocked on the door. My head was resting beside appa's arm on the bed. I rubbed my face and sat up straight. How long was I asleep for? There was another soft knock at the door so I stood up and opened it. I was expecting a nurse but it was someone better. "Mr. Kim." I said softly, looking up at him."May I buy you a coffee?" He asked holding eye contact. "Sure." I say and close the door behind me. "Are we going to the cafeteria?" I asked when he began walking in the opposite direction. "I know a café." He said before nodding his head at me.

I shrugged and followed behind him. Now I know what you might be thinking. Oh, my god! Why am I going with a stranger. Well, because Ryan knows him and I want coffee. He pressed the elevator button and we patiently waited for it. When it
came he extended his arm out for me to go in first. "You were here the whole time?" I asked as he pressed the button to the last floor. He gave me a short nod.

He was still wearing that damn mask.

I fiddled with my fingers as we waited for the doors to open again. It was hot in here and I was wearing a thick cardigan. Lucky for him. He seemed fine. The door pinged and more people came in. I instantly moved back against the elevator mirror so I wouldn't touch anyone. "Are you okay?" Mr. Kim asks when he notices me again. "It's hot." I mouthed to him, and this grown man in front of me wasn't helping. "Excuse me." I tried saying to him but my voice was too quiet. I didn't want to push him forward but I was getting squashed here. But just as I was about to tap the mans shoulder, an arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me to the side. My eyes widened as Mr. Kim pushed me harder against his chest before extending his arms out so that no one could get close.

Great!

This didn't help my situation at all. I held my hands up against my chest so I wouldn't touch him. Even though I wanted too. I flinched when his hand returned to my waist, holding me on him. His fingers dug into my waist making me whimper. I could feel his finger brush against my burning skin beneath my blouse as he pushed up the material . Why was I even allowing this? Why wasn't I stopping him!?

His touch felt familiar. I liked the way he held me. It gave off a sense of dominance and possessiveness. The door pinged again and the elevator became empty again. A sigh left my lips and I was about to leave his grip when he tightened it.

"T-this is our floor." I breathed out. What was wrong with my speech!? Why am I breathing so heavy! His hands released my waist and I stumbled forward. Fuck, I hate myself. He cleared his throat and left the elevator. I bit my lip and followed after him."Is it far?" I asked him. "It's opposite the hospital." He replied. "Oh."

I've never noticed it. It actually looked fancy. A bit too fancy for me. When we got there he asked for a table for two and the waiter led us to the table. It was a cute small one in the back. It had a candle in the middle and wooden chairs. "What would you like to drink, Rai?" He asked lowly into my ear as he pulled out my chair.

I quickly sat down and aggressively tucked myself in. "Just coffee will be fine, thanks."

"I'll take a black coffee." He said to the waiter. "Do I make you uncomfortable, Rai?" He then asked, drumming his long fingers on the table. My eyes focused on his fingers as he did. "You have nice hands." I blurted out.

I'd be nicer if they were deep inside-

He let out a deep chuckle and leaned back in his chair. "I asked you a question." He repeated staring at me so intensely. What was the question again.... I bit my lip not knowing what to say. How do I tell a stranger I wanted them to fuck the life out of me-

"Your coffee." The waiter said breaking the tension. "Stop doing that." He said looking down at my lips. I released my bottom lip and furrowed my brows. "Doing what?" I asked. "You have pretty lips, Rai. Don't bite them." He continued.

Just take me on the table-

He sounded so much like him...The way they spoke and touched me..."I've heard that before." I said and took a sip of my coffee. I looked up at him from my cup. He wasn't drinking his, instead he was slowly circling his middle finger around the rim of his cup. I gulped and placed my cup down. "Y-you don't make me uncomfortable." I said straightening my posture.

"Do I make you nervous?" He asked, in a deep voice. I immediately clenched my thighs together. "N-no." I replied a bit too quickly. His eyes darkened as he leaned forward on the table. "Then why are your thighs pressed together?"

I didn't reply. I couldn't-

"Do I turn you on?" He then asked, kicking my ankles apart and I gasped. My lips parted as I stared at him wide eyed. "Your coffee's getting cold." He then said. "Huh?" He looked down at my coffee. "Oh." I picked it up only to realise how sweaty my palms had gotten.

"Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom." I placed the cup down and stood up. I didn't spare him a glance as I began to walk past him. "Shit-" I looked up to see the waiter coming my way with a tray full of empty glasses. Before we could collide a hand wrapped around my wrist and yanked me. I almost missed his lap but he caught me and placed me still. "Sorry." The waiter mumbled as he walked past us. My eyes were still wide at what had just happened. "You need to watch where you're walking, sweetheart." He said making me look up at him. His hand rested on my upper thigh, gripping me whilst his other rested on my lower back. "Sorry." I whispered. "Sorry what?" He repeated. My brows furrowed.

What did he want me to say-Wait- did he mean-

"Say it." He mumbled against my ear. He couldn't mean-His hands pushed me up against him making my skirt rise. I almost moaned at the friction. "P-people are watching." I said trying to get off his lap. "Say it and I'll let you go." He growled.

"S-sorry, daddy..." I whispered so only he could hear.

His grip tightened on me and he adjusted me on his lap. "I was going for Mr. Kim but that works too." My eyes widened. I quickly got off his lap, this time he let me go.

I didn't even look at him, I simply used my legs for what they were best at. Getting me out of situations.