Requested by Mister kim

Chapter 2

She had been doing her activities absent-mindedly since the conversation she had with her uncle.

The next thing she knew, she was already standing in front of the door of the presidential suite room in one of the most luxurious hotel in town.

She was wearing her best dress like her aunt had insisted her to and the short cut made her more uncomfortable every minute passing.

Tiffany pressed the bell door heavily. She was hesitant at first but knew that running away would not solve any problem.

She kept repeating to herself that it was only for a night and it was completely normal for a 20-year-old woman to get laid.

Although deep inside, she still wanted to run and hide.

Being raised in a well-mannered family and was a church-goer, made her dream to have the first time with her husband.

Or at least, with the man she really loved. Unlike that time.

Handsome, she admitted, but she didn’t even know the man’s name –oh, right, Mr. Kim. But, still!

She was still in her anxious thoughts when the door was finally opened, not by Mr. Kim like she had expected, but by a petite, beautiful black-haired girl with milky white skin. Her eyes were twinkling like kids on Christmas the moment she saw her guest.

She was wearing a white tanktop and pair of shorts, looking so comfortable.. and so fine.

“You must be Miss Hwang Tiffany,” she beamed as she showed her perfect line of white teeth.

Tiffany nodded hesitantly, however she couldn’t put away the gloomy face.

“Please come in, and have a seat.” The girl warmly welcomed.

Tiffany slowly stepped inside the suite room then sat across a marble table. She threw her sight around and was close to gape at the spacious and deluxe surroundings.

“Want a drink, Miss Hwang?” The girl asked, bringing back her senses.

“No, thank you.” Tiffany politely declined as she started questioning herself where this Mr. Kim was.

“Ah, before we start, please read this contract carefully and sign it, Miss Hwang.” The girl sat across her and handed two papers with a pen.

“Please just call me Tiffany,” she said as she reached the two copies of same paper.

She read them and there were only two main points there; first mentioned that she had to keep everything that happened, said, heard, or done that night as a secret or the deal would be cancelled; the second one mentioned how she had every right to stop Mr. Kim from doing anything she felt harmful, otherwise she could break rule no.1 without the deal being cancelled.

The second point successfully shocked her, in a pleasant way.

“So if I didn’t want to sleep with him, it’d be fine?” She finally asked.

The girl smiled. “Yes. Are you satisfied with the agreement? If nothing should be changed, then you can sign it now. Both of the copies.”

Tiffany immediately did as she was told. She signed with light heart and handed back the papers.

 “May I know where he is?” Tiffany dared to ask, as she thought the man wasn’t as bad as she had originally imagined.

“Ah,” the girl laughed as she signed both of the papers too, making Tiffany’s eyes popped open. “You can keep the other copy, as your evident.”

“W-wait, why did you sign it? Shouldn’t Mr. Kim himself do that?” She asked in confusion. Large amount of confusion.

The girl put the pen and rested her chin on her palm, smiling broadly ear-to-ear.

“Let me introduce myself properly, Tiffany. My name is Kim Taeyeon, or well-known as Mr. Kim. But for tonight, I’d prefer being called Taeyeon.” She smirked when she saw the other girl’s jaw was dropped.

“Nice to meet you, again.”