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J U N G K O O K
17 | yes, Sir

Almost immediately, I gently pressed her soft back against the car surface. My panicked dark eyes scanned her honey eyes for a single clue or any freaking reason behind the heart shattering tears slipping from them that were doing nothing but tearing me from inside out.

My strong tattooed fingers hesitantly yet delicately brushed the tears from her warm, flushed cheeks, being extra careful as if a little harsh touch could break the fragile girl in front of me.

"What's happened?! Did someone say something to you? Hmm," I asked in a soft voice, demanding for my body to cooperate with me as I could only feel myself raging with the possibility of someone hurting her. However, it slowly turned into concern as I watched her small body shaking slightly before she bit down her bottom lips.

That's it!

Before giving much thought, I firmly yet gently pressed her face to my chest as I took her fragile body in my protective, muscular arms. "Tell me what's it, hmm? What got my baby all shaking? Is it because I come late? If it is about me then I'm really sorry, love," The authoritative tone of my voice immediately turned into distress with the want to take away whatever was rattling her at the moment.

My strong tattooed fingers hesitantly yet carefully rubbed her soft back with an attempt to lessen her torment. Suddenly, the soft sound of a restless sob escaped her lips, caught my attention. Automatically, my hand grabbed her face as I stared at her trembling red lips and shed tears, brown eyes avoiding me with everything.

"God, are you going to tell me, baby? Cause seeing you cry is fuckin' killing me," low desperate voice gritted out as I hopelessly asked her again yet all I got was silent and more painful tears, making me all restless and insane for her.

"C-can we g-go, pleasee," She whispered, clutching my black suit tightly in her tiny fist. Flickering her big-doe eyes to meet my dark gaze that's not shining today yet filled with sharp crystals.

"Yes, of course! Anything you say. Lemme help you," I immediately nodded and hurriedly yet carefully helped her to sit and put on the seat belt around her before I ran to my driver seat.

My calloused hands clenched tightly around the steering wheel as I turned to glance at her for the last time to make sure she sat comfortable yet all I got was her ignorance as her all attention was glimpsing outside of the window and hiding her pretty eyes from my gaze.

It felt like hours as I drove the familiar road to my penthouse yet the awful silence and thick tension encircled around us that no one dared to break.

My dark gaze snapped towards the scratching sound Sofia was making on the seat unconsciously in a distressed way. My jaw clenched tightly before my hand reached towards her tiny hand and held firmly yet gently in an attempt to stop her.