Song Jihye POV
Pacing back and forth the restroom, I looked at myself in the mirror once more.
Do I really wanna do it?
Nodding, I looked at my features.
Curled hair, caked up face, pump heels, skin tight dress, typical girl right?
Not.
I'm here to get answers about Yang and my father.
Where must I be, you may ask? Well in a club.
But, not just any club. A famous club in Busan where all wealthy and powerful business men go.
I am certain that Yang will be here and many of his other company partnerships.
Walking out of the bathroom, I made my way towards the main center, where all the dancing would be going on.
As I step into the chaos, someone pulls me tightly into their embrace.
Looking up, I see who it is.
"Why are you here?" I snap loudly, gaining attention from some people.
He clasps his hand over my mouth and brings me out of the floor.
Brining me outside the back of the club, I roughly get out of his embrace and slap him square in his cheeks.
He yelps, massaging his pink tinted cheeks as I stood glaring.
"What was that for?" He yells.
"Why the fuck are you here? Answer my question!" I scream loudly.
He puts his hands on both of my shoulders and looks deeply into my eyes.
"I need you to come back with me."
And with that, I kick him in his crotch.
"It's been 5 months already. In those 5 months, I've learned to move on and stop thinking about you. You know how much you hurt me? I fucking found you introducing to your mother Hana as your girlfriend! You really think, that I, Song Jihye will come back to a lying little jerk like you, Kim Jongin?" I spat as tears started to swell up in my eyes.
Running back inside the club, I wipe my slowly pouring tears and put back on a seductive face.
Fuck you Kim Jongin, you really hurt me.
I thought I would have moved on, but you came back.
It really hurts in my heart. It was like a wound, it was starting to heal but then you opened it up again.
"Hey there, baby girl." A older man called me as I walked by a table of businessmen sitting.
Stopping, I showed them my most seductive smile as I inched closer to them.
"Hey there boys." I purred as I sat in one of the older men's lap.
"What's your name baby girl?" Another asked.
"Hana."
That fucking hoe.
"Well Hana, you are beautiful."
"Why, thank you."
"You know what else is beautiful? Yang's game." I dryly said.
They all stopped laughing and looked up at me nervously.
"Wanna tell me about it?" I whispered into the mans ear that's lap I was sitting on.
"Um, h-how do you know a-about the g-game?"
"Let's just say, that I was once apart of it."
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Dangerous Game | BTS
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