Call Me Mistress||✓

Anpanman

~Jimin's pov~

Damn did my girl not look sexy!
Damn did my girl not look cool!
She reminded me of the superhero Anpanman, just a twist of sexiness added to it.

Her fierceness and sass which could even intimidate a hoard of angry people. Was she not the perfect woman for me.

With the police and the security of scene, I had no need to go out and fend for my girl.

Wait, was she my girl? I mean we shared that hot moment but we never shared our feelings.

Is it love or lust?

If it weren't for those idiots who ruined our heated moment, I would've known the answer by now. Did I not want to beat the crap out of them .

I went to the foyer, where everyone was along with my goddess, she far above the level of Mistress.

She turned around to giving me a victorious smirk, "how did I look out there?"

Smiling I replied, "like you got swag pumping out of your ovaries."

A sniker escapes her lips, those lips of her that I wanna engulf again.

"Looks like someone developed a sense of humor while we were gone." We turned around to notice the test of the guys staring at us.

"Yeah, what happened to the serious Park Jimin?" RM hyung asked.

That sudden attack by the guys, startled me and a blush creeped on my features.

Thanks to the call that diverted our attention to the real situation at hand, Chiyo. It was her phone that rang and as soon as she saw the caller ID fear took over her features and we knew who was calling her.

"Pick up." Y/n encouraged her along with Hope giving her hope.

Nodding she picks up the call, putting it on loud speaker for all to hear.

"Chiyo..." An emotionally broken voice could be heard from the other end.

Breaking down, Chiyo sobbed Hoseok holding her for support. "Mom?"

"Dear... You must come back home... Or your father... Father..."

"Mom... What happened?!"

But the call was abruptly taken over by her angry father.

Before I could hear in the conversation any further, a call of mine own interrupted me. I looked at the caller ID, weird it was my secretary.

Excusing myself, I went to the other room to pick up the call.

"Yes Mr. Song?"

"Mr. Park has requested your presence urgently "

"At 5 in the morning?"

"Yes sir."

"Alright I'll come to the mansion."

"No sir in the head office "

That was weird, for my father to call me urgently that too in head office. This situation could only happen if the company was on edge impeachment or it has something related to me taking over. Either way I had a bad feeling about it.

"Alright tell him I'll come by 8"

"Yes sir."

With that I ended the call.

Ruffling my hair, I turned around to look at the worried woman who entered the room.

Fiddliing with the hem of the garment  that I wanted to remove so bad, she said "Chiyo has to go back."

"Hmm...I need to go too. My father urgently asked for my presence."

"Oh" then she looked down as if wanting to say something.

Sighing I cup her cheeks, "don't worry I'll be back soon. And when I return we have some talking to do."

She just nods, and to seal the deal I her a small peck on her forehead.

"I need to go now."

"Yup... Drive safely."

Something felt off, about y/n as if she didn't want me to go but I had to face the future and all the bullsh*t that came with it.

Going to the parking lot I took out my Bugatti and drive towards the head office.

~

Reaching in the empty building, it was almost time for sunrise. As the rays slowly take over the skyscraper I go in to be greeted by my secretary. .

"Good morning sir." He bows down to me.

"Good morning Mr Song, and my father is in his office I presume?"

"Yes sir "

"Ok" with that I hit the top most button of the elevator and head towards the person whom I would never want to meet first thing in the morning.

With a ping of door opening, all my sleepiness diapers as I go into the professional mode I was trained for since childhood.

I could see all the important directors and people necessary seated outside the office, with a nervous demeanor.

As the saw me, one by one they bow giving a morning greeting which I politely return.

With a knock on the door that states, "CEO" in bold I enter my father, Mr Parks office.

Bowing I greet him, "good morning sir."

"Son" he replies.

One of my eyebrow raises at the sudden use of "son".

Looking up I see him, looking at me without a single ounce of "dad" love in his eyes.

"Father", I say emphasizing on the word as if it meant nothing but poison on tongue to me.

Sighing he replies, "you hate me don't you?"

If it weren't for the fact that I was in my professional mode, and any facial expression except a perfectly crafted smile was unacceptable, I would've laughed at that humorous sentence.

Guess y/n bad humor virus is spreading.

After I gave no reply, he just sighed again, "ok fine I'll get to the point!"

"Ok sir." I reply with a montane in my tone .

"You are the next in line to take over this empire we have created over generations. And I am getting old now. You have proven yourself as a capable young man, and hence I want you to take over."

I don't like where this is going, my father was never a person to back down so easily. That control freak has some hidden agenda behind it, I'm sure of it.

"But before I can have over the company I want you to show your worth and willingness for this company. " 

He looks at me, searching for any kind of emotion which he doesn't find, so he continues.

"So I want you to marry."

For a slight second I was taken aback, but just for a second as I regained my call composure.

"I want you to marry my good friends niece... From the Kim family......."

"Kim Chiyo..." He said as I murmered the same name at the same timing as him

~TBC~