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Jungkook didn’t let me go as he's still beside me, driving the car. I've been silent for so long after hearing his words about my confession to him.
“I’ll punish you in my way.”
I take a gulp. How he's gonna punish me actually? I tug my lower lip between my teeth. I feel something on my left thigh and I flinch. “Relax.” The high pitched calm voice speaks up and I breathe out. He rubs his palm on my thigh gently and I take a big gulp to see his inked hand above my thigh, moving up and down gently.
He's wearing a black suit with a black shirt underneath, all clean up and fresh, no hint of sex. Something ticks in my brain. He fucked me in the telephone booth. A freaking telephone booth which was exactly in front of the church. He ripped my panties which are in his pocket now. And here I'm sitting without wearing panties and it's giving me weird feelings.
“Are you going to steal all of my undergarments like this? The way you’ve been stealing all of my undergarments, I'm sure I'll run out of my inner pieces pretty soon.” I say as I roll my eyes while staring at the outside of the window. He chuckles. “Do you want me to purchase you the collection of undergarments?” He asks and I almost choke my saliva.
Is this guy joking?
“No, thanks. I have my money.” I scoff and a soft gasp leaves from my mouth when I earn a tight squeeze from him on my thigh. “Are you going to pick me up from everywhere like this? Like you do to Olivia? Geez, I feel like you're my father.” I roll my eyes and he almost snorts.
“I can be your Daddy instead of Dad.” He says and I almost cough. I try to clear my throat, however, unfortunately, no sound comes out. “I don't need any Sugar Daddy, thanks. Don't try to spoil me, otherwise, I might steal everything from you.” I crack a joke and he chuckles again.
“You don't have to steal anything, I'll give you everything. You're not a woman who would steal.” He says and I take a big gulp. “Are you really going to pick me up from everywhere? Should I sell my car?” I ask jokingly, I don't want to be drawn in emotion anymore as he said something heart wrenching already that I'm already in the middle of the deep ocean to ask for an answer to whether I really hate him or not.
He made me question my choice.
“You don’t have to sell your car, Flower, however, if you want, I can pick you up from anywhere you want.” He says and I finally twist my head to see his face. He never sets his hair, he never wears any ties and yet he manages to look like a rich CEO. I guess he never cares for them. His attires, his carelessness are proof that he doesn’t give a damn about these issues.
