THE AGENT

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"Come in," he said pointing to a dark room.
I looked at him a little warily, but he insisted on letting me in there.
When I entered, he closed the door behind us: the room was very dark and there was nothing in it, not even a bed. "If you're good girl, I'll make you eat," he said, before throwing me, against the wall. I had my body leaning against the wall, his breath on my neck. He was holding my arms with his hand when he came closer: "If you don't like it I can stop, although I don't think I will" he said before he started kissing my neck, biting it here and there.

"Hyunjin" I said in a small voice, surprised. "Stop," I added, even though I didn't want to: I loved this sensation and his warm breath on my neck.

He started moving up, leaving kisses on my cheek as well.
Then he stopped and looked at me. "Don't think about stopping me, you have 3 seconds to leave the room, otherwise you know what will happen" he said calmly, in a soft voice.
I remained still, motionless. I was looking the other way, without looking at him.

"Good girl," he said, before moving my chin, forcing me to look at him.

Then he moved closer, until our faces were almost two millimeters apart. Then he kissed me. It wasn't a loving kiss, it was an aggressive, passionate kiss. He had placed one of his hands on my neck and the other on my waist.
He moved his hand to my thigh and the other started playing with my hair. He broke the kiss, but continued to bite my neck, leaving marks there.

I started blushing and moaning, so much so that I had to take deep breaths to calm myself down. There were no feelings in these actions, there was simply a lot of attraction, a lot.

*some day later*

From that day, nothing different happened, we acted normal, like we didn't kiss and i fucking hate this. I tried my best to convince my self that i didn't enjoyed that, but how can i lie?

I was trying my best to forgot everything, we were just friends right? "How much i hate this" i said nervously, laying my head on my bed. I tried to sleep, but I always end up thinking at him.

I fastly stand up and i walked to the kitchen, i drinked some soju, not so much, just trying to relax. I walked out of my house, listening to music and smoking. It's bad for me, but I can't relax otherwise.

I was walking toward my favourite bar, even if it was really late, i was hungry.
I walked there and i greated my friend: the barist.

"Hi Alex" i said, sitting down at the counter. "A beer?" he said smiling, before sitting near me.
"No thanks, maybe something to eat" i said, stretching my neck.

"You look nervous, why?" my friends said handing me a slice of pizza. "I'm fine, just a little tired" i answered, before eating.

I turned around, looking at the local and i saw a figure that i know really well with his friends. They were talking, laughing and drinking together. I noticed a girl walking to their table and she started talking with Hyunjin, she started touching his body and face a little too much for my taste, i hated the way she was flirting with him.

I felt angry: "Fuck Hyunjin, how much i hate you" i said, before realising i was jealous of him and in that moment i felt nervous again.

As i was eating, someone else sitted near me, i wasn't curious at all, but then that man started talking to me. I just turned around facing him.

"Ya, I don't care, go find someone else okay?" i said coldly and annoyed, making Alex giggles. Then i lighted another cigarette, and I walked out.

It was raining but it was a really pretty sensation. I was sitting on the floor, with the rain on my face and with smoke traveling on my lungs.
I was feeling more relaxed. "Why you are under the rain sweetie?" someone said in a rough and deep voice.

As i heard him, i know it was him. "Why do you care? Are you like my dad?" I said, taking a puff from my cigarette and while keep standing still, not facing him.

"Are you mad at me darling?" he said, in a cold and deep voice, before sitting near me. As he sitted down, I stood up from the floor and i tried to walks away, but he stopped me: he taked my wrist gently, making me stop.

"Are you angry for that girl?" he said, looking at me.
"Why should I? Aren't we just friend? Friends aren't jealous"

I said arrogantly, turning around and facing him.
He chunkled. "Yeah, you are right we are just friend" he said, before standing up and looking at me in the eyes.
"Then why you are trying to avoid me? Shouldn't friends always great eachother. sweetie?" he adds with a cold and deep voice.

"You are right, we are not even friends" i said, before walking away annoyed.

"We didn't finish" he said catching me up.