Only Strip For Me || JJK [BOOK I] ✔️

25: (Un)Dress Me Up

It was quite chilly outside, incoming wind rushing between my legs, the fresh air of the city made up for the cold weather. My dress was skimpy, I fixed the ends of the fabric to hold it in place and allow no exposure underneath. He was wearing all black; a leather jacket, a black turtleneck underneath and ripped jeans at the knee. Fuck. He managed to look so good in a simple color. Licking my lips as they became dry, I shook my head in cease of any sexual formulation.

Mr. Jeon unlocked his sports car, entering in the driver's seat. Jackass. I actually thought he'd have the manners to open the door for me. He looked through the passenger window at me in confusion.

"Come on, we don't have much time."

I pouted in aggravation, opening the door and sitting in the small area. The car was nice, great interior and great build. I remembered the Lamborghini my father bought me for my 17th birthday. He spoiled me very much, my lips turned from the thought of my parents.

"Happy that I'm buying you something? You also need to get some bras and panties." He raced onto the streets, roughly hitting the accelerator.

I held onto the seatbelt strap with two hands for safety. "I never asked you to." I muttered.

He turned up the music, a mixture of Chris Brown, Charlie Puth, and Justin Bieber playing from his playlist. His pop range selection wasn't so bad. I took quick glances at his attempting singing English. He was pretty good.

The car came to an abrupt stop along the side of the street. We were in Gangnam, all the branded and exquisite clothing shops. We got out of the car but he stopped me further to walk towards the silvered glamour building.

"Hold on." He lifted the trunk of his car. I held the rim of my dress, the gushing winds desperate to reveal me.

He carried a heavy black cloth in his hands, a rather large plain hoodie. Everything he owned was particularly black. I didn't mind the color since it's one of my favorites as well.

"Here." He scrunched the hoodie with his large hands and stuffed the collar down my head. He chuckled as I possibly looked like a chicken being born. It was actually nice to see him laugh and smile for once. Similar to a cheeky bunny.

"Ow." I could feel my hair being pulled, I slipped my hands through the arms and it fell above my knee.

"Thanks." I allowed the sleeves flow past my wrists warming me up.

He nodded his head. "Let's go." His hands locked in with mine, pulling me into the store. My face rose in temperature and my fingers were probably tensing underneath his. My stare invariable as his hand clasped with mine as we walked, holding me tightly with his warm palms.   My focus dismissed of picking a dress to wear for the evening.

"Stella." His fingers snapped in my face.

"Hmm." I glanced up at him.

"Try these on, I'll wait here."

I glimpsed at our hands still in a clutch, I raised them up for his notice.

He quickly let go and rubbed the back of his neck.

"I'll sit here, try on whatever."

The boutique was filled of designer items, I recalled memories coming here often with my friends during our break from classes. The dresses he picked out particularly were quite classy and chic. I picked out the long black evening dress that incorporated an elegant yet sexy look. The worker of the shop kindly directed me to the fitting room.

"Ma'am if you need help, please feel free to ring the bell." She smiled and closed the curtain.

I slipped on the dress, the top half fitting perfectly with my figure, the black flower printed lace covering my breasts. My sleeves were full and see through, the bottom length flowing graciously with a slit. I knew right away that I liked this one, I still had a ken for fashion as I did years ago.

I heard subtle whispers. "Looks like that handsome man is taken again...Why does he only date sluts..."

I sighed at their spew of gossip.

"I know, right? Did you hear that he'll be a heir soon!"

"REALLY? His future wife is lucky. But I heard that...I shouldn't say this."

My ears instantly drew closer to the curtains.

"What? What is it?"

"I heard that... He's sick."

"Sick? What do you mean?"

"I don't know, I read an article couple days ago that he's getting treatment for something."

What? Pshh. I shook my head in the stir of chatter. Rumors and scandals were always crazy when you resided on a high pedestal, it wasn't an easy lifestyle either.

"Did they show a picture of him leaving the hospital or any evidence?"

"No."

"Then it's just a rumor, don't waste your time reading that kind of sorcery."

"True. But girl, the things that I'd do to him..."

I stuck my head out the curtain and rung the bell fiercely after taking off my dress. The slackers quickly approached my fitting area in response.

I cleared my throat. "You can tell the gentleman that I'll be getting this dress."

"Yes ma'am." One of the workers bowed in politeness while the other carefully collected the long material.

I put on my clothes from earlier and walked out to a great scene, my tongue brushed along my lower gum in entertainment.

A random girl sitting next to him, giggling and smiling like an idiot. He pushed a couple strands behind her ear and whispered to her slyly. Was he really fucking around even in a boutique? I shook my head in agitation. He glanced up at my arrival, immediately standing.

"Ready? I picked out some lingerie," He put his palms together raising the pink bag.

I nodded in a blush tone, actually feeling minimally relieved when he spoke to me, I then noticed the bitch eye me in anger. I raised my eyebrows at her and walked towards the exit.

We left the shop, my arms folded against my chest due to the cool air. He placed the bag in the trunk and started the engine.

He was going elsewhere in Gangnam, I would ask but I didn't feel the need to. Taking repetitive glances at me, he poked my exposed thigh.

"What's wrong?"

I frowned at him in annoyance and shrugged. "Nothing."

"Something is bothering you. What is it?"

Something was.

"Nothing is bothering me. But...How many girls do you fuck on a daily basis? I-I'm just curious." I looked through the windshield, buildings moving rapidly as he was speedy.

"Why? Are you jealous?"

The fuck, jealous? I clenched my eyes closed from the speculation. This bastard.

His bare hands slipped around my thigh with a squeeze.

"Don't be, you're the only one that can fill my cravings. No one else can."

A/N: The last line is so... I can't handle. lmao forgive me. This chapter is unedited and pure out of my ass, I hope you guys enjoyed it? May your day be wonderful, filled of sunshine (Hobi where you at doe??) and rainbows, don't give up on you're dreams and keep running! lol idk I'm hungry...anyone have food? Kookie... preferable..(Fml)

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