Chapter 7

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Yoongi's POV

I sat at the sofa awkwardly as Jiyeon sat at the dining table. I recognised her as Hana's bestfriend and she was glaring the shit out of me.

"Tell me your real motive for moving back,"she demanded,folding her arms as she crossed her legs.

"To make her life miserable,"I lied,rolling my eyes. Jiyeon and I never hit off well because I hated how she interfered in everything we did like what she's doing now.

"Ugh,when is Hana coming back?"she grumbled,leaning back in her seat.

Not wanting to hear any more of her annoying whining,I got up and headed for the convenience store to get myself dinner and escape from the complaining female.

I slipped into a pair of slippers when i came across a pink converse shoe. I raised a brow. It was a couple thing we had in the past. She had insisted on buying even though I hated Converse. She still keeps it?

I shrugged it off and went into the lift.

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After a satisfying bowl of spicy ramen,I pat my stomach as I strolled back to the apartment. It was 8 and Jiyeon should have left already.

"Yah! Don't try anything funny!"I heard someone scream. That sounds like Hana...

I followed where the following screams and strugglings came from and it led me to a dark alleyway.

Hana's POV

*7.55*

Aish today was so tiring. I had to handle this crying client after finding out her husband has been cheating on her with 3 other woman. Well,she was actually the mistress. She cried for 2 hours and I couldn't even go away for a drink or a pee. She only agreed to leave when I advised her to talk to her husband immediately. That was smart! Why didn't I do that before? ugh

I felt a chilly wind go down my spine as someone sprinted towards my direction. He was wearing a black shirt and jeans with a cap and a mask. He looked mysterious yet scary at the same time.

He stopped in front of me and took a shiny blade out of his pocket,pointing it at me. My eyes widened at the sight of it.I immediately turned around and ran away as fast I could,fervently praying in my heart that he wouldn't catch up. Why did I wear high heels today???

He grabbed me firmly on the arm with his rough hands and pointed the knife at me. "Follow me!"he ordered and he dragged me to an alley.

He pinned me onto the wall,his arm pressing against my neck. He waved the knife around as he chuckled creepily.

"Wh....what do you...want?"I stuttered,my bottom lip trembling in fear.

"You!"he gave me a tight slap,"destroyed my relationship with Minhee,"he gave me another slap,"and she's gone forever!"

"It's your problem for being unfaithful!"I retorted,getting confidence from nowhere. I gulped as he glared at me. I shouldn't have done that. Now he's angrier than before.

"You seduced me! No man can resist if you're wearing such stuff. You're a slut for doing such a filthy job,"he hissed.

I scoffed,"As a matter of fact,there are actually people who can resist us. They're called FAITHFUL PEOPLE. Do you need me to spell it out for you? Oh and thanks for the compliments. You enjoyed it a lot,didn't you? By the way,my job isn't filthy. You're not a woman. You won't ever understand how it feels like when you're starting to suspect your loved one and feel insecure,"

He kicked me in the gut. I groaned in pain.

"What bullshit. I don't care about how you feel about man,I'm here for revenge,"he spat and brought the knife closer,waving it around.

My confidence dissolved and my palms were sweating,"Yah! Don't try anything funny!" I threatened,not sounding a little frightening at all. In fact,I could hear my voice crack.

He ignored me and I screamed at the top of my lungs,"HELP! HELP!" I used my arms to hit his chest but he wouldn't budge.

I shut my eyes tightly as the knife drew in closer and closer. But nothing happened.

I heard a loud thud and I immediately looked up. The man was on the floor,the knife still in his hands,grimacing in pain. Yoongi glared at him,clenching his fist.

"Y...yoongi,"I gasped.

"How dare you punch me,you punk!"he hissed,scrambling up from the floor.

"Yoongi!"I screamed as the man pounced on him and tackled him on the floor. I stood there as they rolled around on the floor,throwing punches and kicks at each other.

"Shit!"I heard Yoongi groan and I snapped out of my daze. I clawed the man with my long nails but he didn't care. Aish.

I looked around and spotted a wood plank. I grabbed it and started hitting him profusely on the back. The man hlted for a moment and Yoongi grab the chance to flip him over and pin him on the ground.

"I'll get you next time!"he said as he pushed Yoongi away forcefully and fled.

"Gwenchana?"Yoongi asked me,worry all written on his face.

I nodded my head,"Are you?"

"I'm fine.Geez,why does that man want to attack you?"he questioned,dusting his pants.

"He's a client's ex,"I replied.

He narrowed his eyes at me,"Your job is so dangerous. Tomorrow,I may not be there for you and who knows what will happen.Just quit it already,"

I scoffed,"Then who's going to pay my bills and raise me?"

He was left speechless and I smirked in victory before gasping again. "Oh my god,you're bleeding!"I said as I bent down to look at his wound. He must have been accidentally cut when he was fighting with the man.

"Does it hurt?"I asked,worriedly.

He waved it off,"I don't feel anything,"he shrugged.

"That's even worse,"I said,"Sit down,"I ordered,pulling him down.

He sat down with a thud,"Hey!"

I ignored him and unbuckled his belt. His eyes widened and he grabbed my hands,"Yah! What are you doing?"

"Taking off your pants,"I replied as I smacked his arms again and pulled it down again.

"Yah!"he grabbed my arms firmly with his right arm,pulling his pants up with his left,"are you trying to rape me?"

I looked at him with a judging look,"What the hell? You're injured if I want to help,you gotta take off your pants so I can treat you,"I said,slappi g my forehead at his childishness,"No one wants to rape you,"I scoffed,"there isn't anything nice to see anyway,"I teased.

"Oh really? I thought you liked it a lot,"he said with malice.

I rolled my eyes,"I was lying. There's literally nothing to see. Trust me time,I've seen it all. Snap out of your delusion,"I snapped my fingers like a diva.

He narrowed my eyes at me,"I hate you,"

"The feeling is mutual,"

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