Itzy's Manager- In English (Ryujin x Fem! Reader X Yeji)

Chapter 9.

"What's your problem?!" I heard, my eyes widening as I looked at the older person. Her eyes half-open as she looked at me. I was sitting on my bed, holding my phone in my hand.

"Ryujin? What?" I asked, visibly confused as I set my phone aside. My complete attention now focused on the older woman, who seemed a bit unsteady on her feet. "Are you drunk?" I asked, astonished by her behavior.

Ryujin's jaw was tense as she looked at me. "That doesn't matter! So, what's your problem?" she asked, taking another gulp. Concerned, I stood up from the bed, my forehead slightly furrowed.

"I don't understand what you mean," I truthfully replied. Ryujin looked at me, her face twisted in anger as she scrutinized me from head to toe. She huffed as she ran her hand through her hair.

"You're sleeping with her, aren't you?" she asked, and my breath caught almost instantly. My eyes widened in shock. I blinked several times. "W-Who?'" I asked, but I knew exactly who she meant.

Ryujin's jaw tensed as she looked at me. She came dangerously close. Her hand grasped my jaw as she looked deep into my eyes. "Yeji," she almost spat out.

My heartbeat accelerated. Nervously, I looked away and tried to move my face away from her hand, but she forced me to look at her.

"Answer me, y/n!" she demanded. She sounded angry, but... she also sounded hurt. My breath hitched as I looked into her eyes. A few tears glistened in her eyes, which immediately made me relax.

"Y-Yes," I replied as I looked her directly in the eyes. She released my face, took a few steps back. Her gaze dropped to the floor before she took a deep breath and looked at me again.

"Why?" she asked, shocking me with that question.
Why?
Uh...

My mouth opened, and my forehead furrowed in confusion. "I... It wouldn't be fair if I only relieved your pressure," I replied, and Ryujin's face twisted into an angry expression.

She started to laugh. "Unfair? Relieve pressure?" she repeated my words. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at me. Her eyes were much darker than ever before. Almost black.

"Was it all just work for you?" she asked, biting her lip. Her eyes roamed over my body. She took a small step closer.

Her hands on my hips. She exerted quite a bit of pressure, causing me to hiss slightly. My body tensed up. "I don't know, damn it... I... didn't want any of this, actually!" I replied, and Ryujin chuckled softly.

Her eyebrows raised. Her voice deep and hoarse. "Oh? You didn't want any of this?" she asked, snorting in disbelief. With a jerk, she turned me around, pressing her front against my back.

"Be honest. You enjoyed it... every bit of attention, every second I touched you, kissed you, licked you," she whispered into my ear. Her lips pressed against my earlobe.
"You're a good slut."

My eyes widened in shock at the word. My face was already completely red as I tried to free myself from her, but she didn't allow it. "I'm not a slut!" I replied, and Ryujin snorted softly.

"Oh no? Is that what you call your job? What are you then? A prostitute?" she asked once again. My breath caught as I felt her hips grinding against mine.

"Ryujin, you're drunk and you don't know what you're saying," I retorted, furrowing my brow in anger. Ryujin laughed once again, loosening her grip, which allowed me to turn around.

Her eyes widened as she looked into my face. There were already slight tears forming in my eyes. "Is that... what you really think of me?" I asked as I pushed her away slightly, creating some distance between us.