Chapter 5.

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"Am glad to see you here today mrs. Moore." Said mr. Kim said in a professional tone while slowly taking the constract from my hand.

"Thank sir I appreciate it." I said slowly bowing.

At exactly 1PM I was at hype labels my contract in my hands, well mark with my signature. When I went back home for a moment I almost thought about not signing the contract, after all they're so many cons. The working hours are pretty horrible, the contract last for so long it'll be hard for me to have other collab, I will need to travel with him. I mean... travelling is not really a cons

But with Jimin?
Am good.

They were quite pretty much cons and just as I thought about not signing it my eyes landed on the pays and suddenly the cons were invisible. 30000$ per month?! Per month?! I will in fact be so rich by the end of those six months! I know Hype pays well their dancers but this much? Sounds surreal. I was quick to sign the paper not bothering about finishing the contract cause nothing could make me change my mind. Not even Jimin,

Nothing.

Mr. Kim pass a lazy glare all over the contract before sealing it smiling at me.

"Perfect." He says condescendingly. "Please follow me let me show you some part of the building you should get use to-" he couldn't finish his sentence that the door open. We both turn only to see a petite women enter the room, it was Jimin manager assistant. I didn't even know manager had assistant. Anyway... she quickly made her way to mr. Kim leaning unto him whispering into his ear.

"The videographer is hear." Is what I manage to here, she visibly isn't very smooth when it comes to murmuring.

Cursing under his breath mr. Kim pass an angry hand in his hair visibly disturb by this idea before looking at me and I got the hint. I quickly grab my bag a little awkwardly.

"It's okay you can show me the building another day I'll simply head back home." I said in a reassuring tone, not that I mind.

"No." He said in a firm tone leaving no place for argument. "I was supposed to show you the necessary points in the building today as from tomorrow we are starting the dance practice." He bites his lower lip and for a quite moment my eyes lingers on his soft pinkish lips.

"Follow me." He said quickly drawing back my attention to him. But I could barely react that he was leaving and I hastily followed him grapping my bag.

He open the other door across the room which led to a big dance hall. Hype dance hall. Every dancer dream is to be here one day, and hear I am. It was the perfect dance hall, Ac to not feel hot, smooth polish wood, a well clean rectangular mirror that went all over the wall behind smooth metal bar for support, enough light and a pretty black wall that allow focus on the artist. I had the sudden urge to put some R&B and dance just to know how it feels to dance here. But At the other end was a bared chest Jimin which seems to be stretching preparing to dance.

Oh...

Just as I imagine him, his chest was muscular, despite his petite body he had well define muscles, a delicate scar free chest and his nipple were pinkish, they looked so soft so... kissable. What I didn't expect was the "never mind" tattoo below his chest and the lunar phase that went all over his back.

God didn't create this man...
No.
He was made by the devil,
A clear invitation to sin.

"Like what you see mrs. Moores?" He said in his usual arrogant voice and all the ecstasy that I felt from the dream dance room to his alluring body completely left replace by annoyance.

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