Mr Park, CEO || Book 1 of CEO || PJM || ✔

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I groaned softly as I opened my eyes. Jimin had come home late, so I had gone to bed. I had slept well, but now I was awake, I was feeling oddly warm. I lifted a hand to rub my eyes, only to come across the realisation that it was trapped against my body.

I looked down to see an arm across my body and tucked underneath my waist. It was then I felt the heat radiating against my back. I turned my head and shifted slightly to look behind me, my eyes widening when I came face to face with Jimin.

He was fast asleep, and it was the first time that I had seen his beautiful face so relaxed. However, he was cuddled into me so tightly that I could barely move, and when I shifted, he tightened his grip, forcing my own arm harder into my rib cage and constricting my breathing a little.

"J-Jimin," I stammered, trying to push him off. Despite how good it felt,  breathing felt better, "Jimin!"

Jimin let out a soft sigh as he woke up, opening his eyes slowly. He stared at me for a moment, clearly taking the time to figure out what was going on, before he pulled his arm free and scrambled back across the bed, his sleepy eyes now wide.

"Bee!" His face went red as he stood up, quickly heading into the wardrobe to pull on some sweat pants over his boxers. When he emerged, he looked slightly more composed, and he cleared his throat before speaking, "You shouldn't have a problem with that," He said, not looking at me, "I'm going to be your husband, we are going to get a lot more intimate than a hug,"

I also climbed out of the bed and headed towards the bathroom, "I didn't have a problem with it, Jimin," I said honestly,  "It was just unexpected. Plus, I couldn't breathe,"

By the time I was done in the bathroom, Jimin was already pulling on his suit, "I'm going out to be late again," He said, still not looking at me, "So don't make me any dinner,"

I nodded as I watching him tighten his tie and grab his suit jacket. I followed him to the kitchen and watched as he made his coffee in a to-go mug.

"Why aren't you looking at me?" I asked as I perched on the kitchen stool. I felt alittle hurt after all the progress we had made, he was now not looking at me.

With a sigh, he lifted his gaze to my eyes, but after a moment, he turned away, his cheeks slightly pink from the heat of the room.

"I'm going to work," He said, slinging his jacket over his arm and grabbing his keys, "I left some money in the bedroom if you want to go out, just let me know. Don't see Min Yoongi yet, I still haven't cleared it up completely," Before I could reply, he was out of the apartment, the front door closing softly behind him.

I spent the day cleaning the house, and then lounging around in my pajamas. Yoongi wasn't answering his phone, which meant that he was working, and Jungkook only picked up to yell at me about how I never call anymore, unless it's when he can't talk. After I got a thorough telling off from my younger brother, I gave up and used the money that Jimin had left to order dinner. Despite what he said earlier, I ordered enough for us both, and left the container in the kitchen with a little note taped to it, telling him to eat.

I didn't hear Jimin come home, but when I awoke the next morning, his side of the bed was messed up, and there was a note in the kitchen explaining that he was going out with an old friend after work, and that he would be home late again.

I spent my day almost exactly the same as the previous, but decided that I would wait up for Jimin to come home; I wanted an explaination on why he was clearly avoiding me.

This marriage was his idea, and he wanted me to just sit back and let him do what he wants, while I become a house maid? That was not how it was going to work.

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JIMIN

I losened my tie and cracked my neck from side to side as I sat in the corner of the bar, hiding in the shadows. I knew that it was late, but there was always the chance of a camera being around, and I honestly just wanted to let loose.

I smiled up at my friend as he flopped into the seat opposite, two beers in his hand, "So, Chim, how goes it in paradise?"

I took a swig of the beer, sighing in satisfaction as the cool liquid flowed down my throat and into my stomach.

"Funny, Tae,"

He sniggered, "Sorry. But how is it going? Everything you dreamed of?"

I shrugged, "Yes. No. I don't know. I think maybe she's starting to like me,"

"Wow, I never thought I'd see the day,"

I rolled my eyes at my only friend. Despite all I had been through in my life, he was the only constant thing I had; except for my determination and my true feelings about my fiancé - which I never wanted her to know. If she found out, she might call off the marriage, despite all of my promises to look after her family.

"Shut up,"

"Come on," Taehyung coaxed, waving his beer around a little, "Can't you smile even a little bit? You're getting what you wanted, after all,"

"But she-"

"Park Jimin,"

I looked up as my sentence was cut off, frowning as the face of Min Yoongi stared down at me.

"Can I help?" I said coldly, really not wanting to talk to him.

He leant down over the table, bending so his hands were resting on the cool surface, "I know what you're doing,"

"Excuse me?" I said, raising an eyebrow, "Isn't it obvious? I'm having a drink with my friend,"

He scowled and shook his head, "You need to be honest, Park Jimin," He said, "Because if you hurt Jeon Bee, I will fucking kill you,"

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