Chapter 17

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"My reputation falls on you now. Whether you can get $15,000 deducted from your debt, all depends on your performance with them. Keep that in mind." Suk Jin warned.

"I understood." I replied and make my way down to the car. Jong Kook and Hee Gun were both waiting inside. I wonder where did mr shorty went to. The car ride was quiet throughout. To be honest, it was slightly awkward to be in the same car as Hee Gun after what we went through. Though he still has his usual stoic expression on his face, I saw him glancing at me through the front-rear view mirror several times and each time, I just looked away.

He pulled the car over at the entrance of a hotel and handed the car key over to the valet. As we walked through the revolving door, I couldn't help but to be stunned by how grand the hotel was. Chandeliers hang from the ceiling, brightening up the hotel lobby. The floor was fully carpeted and there were plenty of grey sofas placed around the lobby.

"Snap out of it and follow me." I felt a tap on my right shoulder. I turned behind to see but they weren't there.

"Come on," I heard another voice shouting from the front. Jong Kook was waving his arm high up in the air with his back facing me as he walked on. Since when did they went that far? I tried my best to walk as fast as I could in those killer heels. It wasn't easy, I swear.

We took the lift up to the 20th storey and walked along the dimly lit hallway, stopping outside the room located in the middle. Room 207. Hee Gun knocked on the door thrice with a rhythm to it. Seconds later, the door was unlocked from inside.

"Suk Jin hyung-nim's men. We brought her here." I heard him telling the guy standing at the door.

The bespectacled man tilted his head to a side, looked at me, and gestured to me to come forward. His legs and arms were all inked with tattoos. "Only she can enter." he told the two men and opened the door wider for me to enter.

I was starting to choke the moment I enter. The room reeked of cigarette smoke and there was another man in suit, probably the one who I'm suppose to 'work' for, standing just in front of the window with his back facing me.

"I'm Seong Im." I started off, feeling slightly intimidated by the atmosphere in the room. It took awhile before he finally turned around. Boy, was I wrong about his age. He looked way younger than I thought he would be. His hair was neatly combed back and the hair at the sides of his head were shaved. He looked more like a business man than the boss of a gang.

"I know. I heard about you from Suk Jin hyung and the reason to why you're here, you know right?" he asked with a deep voice while scanning my body with his eyes.

I nodded silently. I guess he knew how nervous I was. He poured a cup of water and passed it to me. "Relax, I'm not gonna eat you."

I let out a smile and took the cup from him. He signaled his man to leave the room and sat down on the bed. "Let's get down to business, shall we?" he said.

Business.. It's that a nicer way of saying 'sex'? "I need to make this clear to you. I'm not a prostitute." I told him. He looked at me with his eyebrows slightly raised and let out a smirk seconds later. "Do you think I care? You're here to settle the funds that Suk Jin hyung owed. So just do your job properly and serve me well for the next three days."

If I had a choice, I wouldn't even be here. I was literally cursing him in my head. How did I even end up in this situation? I exhaled a deep breath and walked towards him. "How am I suppose to address you?" I asked, realizing that he had yet to introduce himself.

"Park Jun Min."

Before I could even react, he pulled me towards him. "You're making me wait too long." he pinned me down to the bed and said.

"I'm not ready for this." I mumbled while struggling.

"With me, there's no such thing as not ready." With his left hand, he forcefully squeezed my cheeks together. I would be lying if I say I'm not scare. I was forced to look at him in the eyes. His threatening eyes. He look so innocent on the outside but on the inside, he was nothing but a monster. Looks can be deceiving, that was what I learnt.

"That's more like it. Stay still and I'll treat you well." he whispered after I stopped struggling.

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