His Fake Secretory || JJK ✅

Chapter 44

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"So you mean she went to end everything with him?" Jin asked Yoongi. He nodded. "and you two brats didn't even care to tell us?" He nodded once again with silence.

"Are you crazy?" Joon interrupts. "I thought we were a family but you two dealt everything on your own?" Joon exclaimed.

"She wanted to solve it in secret." He tried to explain but "No,no,no! She's a kid. She's an idiot. Don't you know her? She always acts on her impulsive thoughts but I thought you would be smarter." Jin interrupted him.

"I'm sorry…" he sighed. "Your sorry ain't gonna fuck! Call her now!" It's been half of a day since she went for 'THE LAST MEETING'. Her cell phone is off. No one is able to reach her.

"I tried but…" Jin slammed the table. "Dayum it!" He yelled. "I don't know. Do whatever you can and bring her back. I'm sure you care for her more than us."

The string pulled in his heart caused him stinging pain as he stood up.

"I'll go…"

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Sometimes the world feels dry even when you are curled up in the warmest sheets but at what cost?

I was feeling the same. I don't want to get out of the sheets and into this mansion. His fragrance is all over the walls.

Shut up!

I slapped myself and got out of the bed to find a pair of clothes waiting for me at the couch with a note.

"You can choose any of these dresses."  I don't know who did this but thank you.

I walked out of the room to find a lady in her late 40s cooking. Her hair was white. "Umm…" I was thinking what to say when she saw me. "Do you need anything, kid?" Huh? Kid? She's calling a grown ass woman kid!

"Uhh..my clothes." I spoke out. "I've put all the dresses in your room. You can choose anyone from it." She replied as she served the food.

"Uhm..no, I - I want my clothes." I replied. "Umm…I'm sorry to say,your dress isn't here anymore." My eyes went curious.  "What do you mean?" "I sent it to the laundry room so…" I sighed. "Fine…" I mumbled.

Looks like I've to wear any of those dresses.

Searching through the set. Nothing looked similar to my taste. My phone rang somewhere. I turned around to find it on the side table. Picking it up,my eyes fell on the text I received.

Him:

"I would recommend you to wear the pink one."

It was no one else other than the owner of my virginity.

Him:

"I'll go and come back quickly till then take care,My love."

"Stop calling me love." I mumbled to myself as I left the messages on seen..

Searching again through the dresses my eyes fell on the only pink dress. It was full sleeves with long frok falling till calves. It was feminine enough but I don't like wearing such dresses.

They hide my dark aura and make me look like a happy papy sunshine girl which I'm obviously not.

I picked it u and placed it with me, standing in front of the mirror. How would it look on me? I was just thinking about it when my phone started popping non-stop.

I immediately turned back to find him spamming me.

"Are you ignoring me?🥺"