My lover(sequel to My Host; namjin)

Seokjin

       Slamming the door to my room, I lose my temper again and throw my bag down on the bed. How dare he do this to me after what he did! I should punched him in the face! He can't do this to me. I should have stayed in Korea. I knew Namjoon was in America, I just never thought I'd cross paths with him especially not this soon.
     I can't deal with this. I wish Mark would have followed me so I could vent to him. The nerve of that man! If he thinks he can get his way and own me he has another thing coming! I'm not a toy or possession he can just throw away when he's done and pick back up when he gets bored. It doesn't work that way.
      I put my head down between my legs and force myself to calm down. But seriously-how is that contract legal?! Even if I signed it, it's promoting slavery! I'm not his slave! I just need to find a good lawyer to deal with this shit. Surely they can find a loophole, I have enough money for a very good one.
       Unfortunately, it would take months to deal with it and by then my 3 month contract will be over anyway. 3 months. Just 3 pathetic little months. I can suck it up til then, right? Maybe if I show civility he can, too. If I pretend to go along with his crap maybe he will relent and chill out.
      I honestly don't even know why he's bothering to torture me. I'm nothing. Not worth his time. He made that very clear when we left my ass high and dry never to be seen or heard from by me again. Until now. Stupid coincidences. I hate them. If I would have just made one different decision in the past then I wouldn't be here right now.
     Sighing, I throw myself back and glare up at the ceiling. I don't know what to do with myself and it's pissing me off. I can only wait for-
      A knock sounds on the door and I smile. Finally. I guess Mark finished up early. I keep the smile as I go to open the door-thinking he must have left his key card-but my smile drops when I see my enemy instead.
     I try to slam the door in his face but he catches it and forces his way inside. I go to the other side of the room to put as much space between us as I can.
      He raises an eyebrow. "Expecting your boyfriend?" His tone is sarcastic.
       "As a matter of fact, I was." I taunt.
       His eyes darken and his humor vanishes immediately. The sudden change startled me. Sometimes I forget just how possessive and crazy he was when we first got together. He'd calmed down over the couple of years we were together but that calmness and serenity are long gone now. Now he's a more amped up and crazy Namjoon than before. I shiver from the chill his gaze is giving me.
      "He better not fucking touch you! You're mine." He growls angrily.
       I scoff. "We can do whatever the hell we want! Get this through your thick head-I'm not yours! You don't own me! You made your choice and I respected it and left you alone now do the same for me and let me go! Let us go, Joon-ah..." by the end of my rant my voice is barely audible and I feel tears well up. He stands motionless before me. A beautiful statue filled with anger and pain and insanity.
      "I can't do that, Jinnie." His voice is barely a whisper as he finally unfreezes and starts towards me. I put a hand out to stop him, shaking my head.
       "I'm sorry. I don't love you. I never wanted to see you again." I force myself to say. I see the pain my words inflict on him as he winces almost imperceptibly but I see it.
       "You're lying." He growls before lunging after me. I jump in surprise and run in the opposite direction. He misses me my inches and my heart beats out of my chest as I lock myself in the bathroom. Sliding down to the floor, I lean against it and feel him do the same from the other side.
     I try to catch my breath as I lean my head back against the wood. Closing my eyes, I can hear his panting on the other side as well.
      "Why are you doing this to me? To us? Just move on-it's what you wanted." I recall all the hurtful words he'd spoken to me before leaving me.
      He releases a heavy sigh. "I was angry, Jin. I know I fucked up. I love you and can't live without you. Stop resisting me."
       I shake my head at his childish antics. "You can't bully me back into a relationship. If you want to be in my life then maybe we can go back to the friends we used to be before this stupid relationship screwed everything up." I choke. "But I don't want to get back with you. I'm not changing my mind." I say and I know he hears the resolve in it. He slams his hand against the door angrily.
      "Fine! You want to do this the hard way then I have no choice but to respect your decision." He mocks my words from earlier. "But don't forget you're under my contract and you can't get out of it. Pack your bags, sweetheart, you read the deal. You're staying in my room. I expect you there in the next hour!" I listen silently as he storms out of the room.
     A breath I didn't know I was holding comes out from my closed lips and I slump down. I can't do this...sighing, I force myself to move and I exit the bathroom to do what I have to. I pack up my bags and angrily prepare for the ridiculous move. I hope he knows his ass is on the floor tonight!

      After angrily explaining the situation to Mark who applicably agrees with me. Huffing, I drag my bags up to Namjoon's room which of course happens to be the penthouse suite of the hotel. I stand before his door and just glare at it, not moving to knock. I'm tempted to just sleep in the hall.
     But of course luck isn't on my side ever so just as I turn away the door swings open to reveal a smug face Namjoon in only a pair of tight black pajama pants and nothing else.
      Fucking show off.
      It isn't going to work, though. I have much more self control-and self respect-to fall for his games. I push passed him and throw my bag on the sofa. I'm not sharing a bed!
      He watches me pull off my coat and sit down with open amusement. I raise a brow at him as we just stare at each other in silence. "Problem?" I ask, annoyed.
       "What are you doing? It's late and you have to get up early. Go shower and come to bed, baby." He says with a little smile I just want to smack of his face.
        "Why don't you stop worrying about my life and go fuck yourself." I glare.
         He seems unaffected. "I could but I'd much rather fuck you, baby boy." He mocks and I throw a pillow at him. Catching it, he throws it aside and before I can realize what's happening he falls on top of me and pins me down, hands tightly holding my wrists above my head.
      "Ah! S-stop it! Get o-off me..." I turn away as he tries to capture my lips with his own. We struggle like this for a few minutes as he forcibly holds my head still by grasping a fistful of hair and crashes his lips to mine. I refuse to open for his advances and he groans in frustration before releasing my hands to tug and twist my nipples painfully forcing me to let out a gasp.
      He uses this to shove his tongue into my mouth and takes control. I can't breath as he takes my mouth roughly, exploring every dark nook he can discover. I push on his chest to get some space but he doesn't budge. He's always been much stronger than me and I hate it.
      He leans back and I suck in much needed air. "Stop it, Namjoon! Get off me, I mean it!" I shove him off and this time it seems to catch him off guard because he falls off me. I get up to lock myself in his bathroom but he grabs hold of my ankle and trips me. I fall into his arms and he rolls us so I'm under him on the floor.
      "You're so beautiful, Jinnie. Stop being stubborn, baby." He sighs as I remove his hands from my body.
       "You're the one being stubborn. It's over. I have a boyfriend and it's not you." I pant as he glares down at me.
       "I'm the only one that can touch you. Break up with him before you regret it." He threatens and a chill runs down my spine. He's completely serious about hurting Mark and I can't do that to him.
       "I'm going to say this only one more time! Get out of my life! After this contract runs out-I'm gone. I never want to see you again!" I tell, anger clear in my hoarse voice.
       "You can't escape me, escape this, baby. I'm obsessed with you-I admit it, ok? I'll kill him if you don't stop acting out and come back to me. I'm completely serious, Kim Seokjin. You can have no one else." He stares down at me, waiting for my reply.
     I stay silent and terrified as I realize my answer could seriously effect my friend's life. I don't know what to do.