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When I opened my eyes the room was dark. It was as if there was no sun outside. Was it not morning? I glanced at the empty side beside me. The sheets were crinkled so I knew he slept with me. Unless they were from me ..or from what we did last night. My eyes then noticed the curtains had turned a shade lighter. So there was a sun out there.

"Rai." His voice suddenly echoed.

I thought I was alone. I flinched slightly at his sudden voice but didn't turn to look at him. I was laying on my stomach and I felt too weak to move. I closed my eyes and buried the side of my face deeper into the pillow. That was when I realised I wasn't naked under here. I was covered with his shirt.

His fingers gently ran through my hair making me tense. "Don't touch me." I said.

He pulled back instantly making my eyes flicker open in shock of his obedience. "Rai, look at me." He said. I shook my head and bit my lip to hold back my tears. Pain and memories from last night were coming back. "I remember everything you did." I told him.

"I know you do, Rai, which is why I need you to look at me." His hand dug between the bed and my waist and took a hold of my body before turning me. He tired to be gentle but it wasn't enough. "You need to understand-" l opened my eyes to meet his. I was expecting him to be in a suit, slicked hair, with his strong cologne....but I wasn't met with that version of him.

Instead, he had wet hair, smelt like men's soap and the only thing on him were black joggers. "Understand what?" I asked lowly. "You think this is normal!?" I exclaimed, showing him my bruised wrists.

His jaw ticked, but he didn't look at them as if he was ashamed of what he did. "This?" He said, forcefully grabbing my wrists. I flinched when he pulled them causing my body to jerk forward. "If it hurt so bad, why were you moaning my name, Rai?" He leant closer so that his lips were against my cheek."Why was your body grinding against mine whilst I thrusted my dick-"

"You're sick." I cut him off.

He moved his head and glanced down at me. "No." He said lowering his face. I could smell the fresh mint from the toothpaste he had just used and feel the dampness of his wet hair press against my forehead as he came closer. "I was just pleasuring my woman. Deep down, Rai, you enjoyed how you were tied up to my bed." His lips caressed my jaw then dragged themselves down to my bruised neck, kissing over the marks he left last night. "You're wrong." I groaned trying to move out of his grip.

His hand then pushed mine down and hovered over me. My eyes widened. "If I ever find out he touched you again..." he said through gritted teeth. "I will do far worse than what I did to you last night, Rai." He threatened. I stared at him in shock. His cheeks had turned a shade of deep red and the veins in his neck looked as if they were about to burst.

All of this was because of that kiss I was forced into by Mr Jeon.

"He can have anything he wants...just not you." I felt his hand lift my shirt before slipping his hand under. "Because you're not for him." He whispered running his finger up my navel. The sound of his lips kissing my neck echoed in my ear. He was kissing me so softly, it was as if the man I was with last night was a completely different person. "Taehyung, I want to go home." I confessed.

He stopped kissing me and raised his head to look at me. "After last night... I don't think I can anymore." His brows furrowed as he studied my features. "Can't do what?" He repeated.

"We can't do this anymore." I answered. There was silence before he closed his eyes and laughed to himself in disbelief. I watched him in confusion, slightly offended by his reaction. "What?" He said, opening his eyes. The smirk still played on his lips as he glanced down at me. "So you can go to him?" He scoffed.

"You know, jealousy doesn't look good on you." I told him. He clenched his jaw and raised himself up onto his elbows before leaning off me. I sat up and looked at him. "Jealous?" He repeated. He suddenly swung his hand and knocked over the flower vase on the bed desk beside me. I gasped and slapped my hands over my ears only for them to be grabbed by him. "Of course I'm fucking jealous, Rai." He yelled making me flinch.

"What happened to your hand?" I said. Three of his knuckles were torn like he had punched something. He glanced behind me for a split second before releasing my wrists. I turned around to see the wall above the headboard stained with blood. "Don't you see how violent you are?" I asked stunned. The blood stains were from last night when he had gripped onto the headboard. He must've slammed his knuckle between against wall whilst fucking me.

"I'd never hurt you R-" he began but I cut him off. "Really?" I asked, showing him my bruised wrists. "I think you already have. Do you do this to all the women-"

"Yes." He answered before I could finish. I felt a sharp pain in my chest. Of course he does. Why did I even ask him. I knew the answer.

"You were a virgin." He told me. "But for someone more experienced, it would just be a hard fuck" He said lowering his voice at the end. "Then maybe you should find yourself an 'experienced' woman." I scoffed, before pulling my legs out of the blanket. I struggled at first but I pulled my self together and stood up. "They'll enjoy your hard fuck" I said, before walking past him.

"You didn't enjoy yourself last night?" He asked, making me halt. "No." I replied, sharply. I continued walking towards the door but he grabbed my elbow before I could even touch it. He spun me around and pulled me into his bare chest. "Maybe I should fuck you till you do enjoy it." He suggested pressing his body more against mine. His hands released my elbow and took hold of my waist instead. "I'm not trying to scare or hurt you, Rai." He told me. "But if I want you to know me, I also want you to know how I am in bed."

"Then maybe I don't want to know you." I said, looking up at him. His dark hair fell to the sides behind his ear, and his long lashes almost touched his cheekbones. It made me jealous. Why did he have to be so beautiful? "Fine." He replied.

"What?"

"Shower, get dressed, and I'll drop you home." His grip on me loosened and he backed away from me. "Taeh-"

"Mr Kim." He corrected. I scoffed in surprise."It's better if we forget and move on." He said before picking up his shirt. My eyes glanced down at his body one last time before it was covered with black fabric. I stood there speechless staring at him."Don't waste my time, Ms bae, I have places to be." He said, strictly before brushing past me.