The King's Obsession

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C71 - I see you- Part 2

Wearing just petticoat and stockings that went up to her thigh, Lisa felt as if she was barely wearing any clothes on her body because of the fabric thinness of the petticoat. She had never been placed under this kind of situation. For someone who had not been touched, or kissed, or hugged by a man who was a stranger, her face had turned red, and she stared at the ground of the gallery room.     

The couch she was sitting on was cushioned, soft, that sank down when she sat down but no matter how comfortable the couch was, she was far from being comfortable where she was half-clothed. The maid didn't ask or speak to her, she did what she was asked by the King and left Lisa alone in the room. Lisa had turned her body while covering her front with her hands by bringing them forward.      

If one day the wicked King were going to die, it would be because she would have stabbed him, but then that was only in her imagination.      

She then heard the footsteps back in the gallery, and she didn't turn her gaze to look at Jungkook. Jungkook had merely glanced at her before he went towards the wall to pick up another stand and fresh piece of canvas. Positioning the canvas, he started to bring out the paint and the palette, getting them ready.      

"How are you feeling?" she heard Jungkook ask.      

"Mortified and angry," she gritted her teeth, not hiding the discomfort he had placed her in.      

"That's good. Next time you try to lie to me, remember this," Jungkook said without looking at her while he stood in one side of the corner of the room mixing the colours.      

Lisa wanted to know if Jungkook ever got punished for his actions and at the same time she had to remind herself that he was the King. The King made and broke the rules. He was the exception to the rules.      

While Jungkook was doing something with the palette, Lisa continued to sit on the couch unmovingly like a statue. She tried to calm herself. Turning angry would only feed to the twisted mind of the vampire King. To most, her actions would appear to be irrational after all. Girls were often married to the Lords, Dukes, Kings and other men who held a closer seat to the King, therefore, it was nothing new. Women had been getting betrothed for centuries.      

Marriages were often formed to create alliances or for peace which was merely out of love. Girls even younger to her were forced into marrying the men, forced in bed, and thinking this Lisa closed her eyes. She came to realise the difference between those other girls and her was that, they were married to the men immediately while here she was only being held captive, waiting to be married. And as the thought sank in, she tried to think over things, but it didn't stop her from seeking her freedom that she cherished.      

Her eyes moved slowly towards Jungkook, who walked back to the Canvas that was placed in front of her. His demeanour relaxed like he was not angry with her.     

Jungkook left the palette near the stand and walked towards Lisa, his eyes darker than before, and she didn't know if it was because of the light coloured shirt he wore that accentuated his eyes.      

"Have you painted people before?" asked Lisa, who had been holding her breath before she had to remind herself to breath.      

"I have," he answered her, his hand reaching her ankle and he pulled it so that it stretched across the length of the couch, "Both men and women."     

"Men too?" came out Lisa's honest question. She couldn't picture a naked man being painted by Jungkook.      

Jungkook's eyes met her eyes that was not looking at him, "When it comes to art there's no man or women. But if it helps, men were often drawn with the women," Lisa had only been curious about it, "Are you not uncomfortable sitting like that?" he questioned her, noticing how she had twisted the top of her body.