Payback

Punishment (M)

I reluctantly followed Yoongi up to his office. As soon as I walked in, Yoongi was already leaning against his desk. The office was pretty big, with a couch and a TV inside along with a keyboard. It looked like an old, vintage-style office. If it weren't for the electronics and new leather couch, I would have thought that it was out of the 20's or 30's.

"Shut the door." Yoongi's voice was calm, yet angry.

I quickly shut the door.

"Lock it."

I locked the door and then faced Yoongi again. He looked so calm, yet his eyes were burning with rage.

"Do you know why Namjoon's family's business is so successful?" Yoongi asked, putting his hands in his pocket.

I wasn't sure if this would be considered a 'business' but then again, it was in a way. I just shook my head.

"The family business started with his grandparents in South Korea. They ruled some of the largest underground companies in the country. However, there was a small rebellion that destroyed their family. Namjoon's parents decided to start from the ground up here in New York. Now they're the top dog of the underground world. The New York mafia if you would call it that. Namjoon just inherited the family business. There have been small issues in the past that could have threatened it, but fortunately, we've been lucky and stopped them before they got too big of a problem. I realize that you have lead a rather sheltered life up until yesterday, but you must learn quickly that in this industry one small incident could cost you your life."

I hung my head in shame. Part of me wanted to speak up and defend myself, but the words wouldn't come out.

"You're dealing with different customers here than you did at the other restaurants you've worked at. You need to adjust to that or else you'll be cut out."

"How?" my voice was quiet. "How do I fend off a drunk guy who won't stop touching me?"

"That's something you need to learn how to do on your own. I'm not going to teach you. But if you want to appeal to the male customers, you must allow some touching. If they go overboard, you need to figure out how to get out of that situation without drawing attention and also without losing them as customers or clients."

Great, thanks for the big help. I wanted to say in a sarcastic tone. I couldn't. I can't expect everyone to give me straight up answers in this industry.

Yoongi pushed himself off of his desk and walked over toward me. His hands came out of his pockets. He stopped in front of me and looked at me. With my heels on, I was almost as tall as Yoongi. His eyes burned into mine and I looked down. His hand came up to my chin and he forced my head back up to look at him. His hands then moved to my body. His hands caressed my curves before his hands began to slip under my dress.

Despite Yoongi's touches from earlier, I flinched away from the touch. I wasn't in the mood for any of that. I just wanted to get back to work. Yoongi noticed my rejection and suddenly my back hit the wall behind me. The wind left my lungs and I gasped for air in the moments before Yoongi pinned my wrists against the wall with his hands.

"I'm trying to teach you a lesson here. You better take it or else you know what will happen." His deep voice whispered into my ear.

I nodded in silence.

Yoongi moved closer to me, pressing his body against mine that was against the wall. He began rolling his hips against mine while keeping my hands pinned on either side of my head. He leaned in and his lips touched the skin on my neck. I felt a shiver run down my spine before his mouth began to attack my neck. The movement of his hips and the feeling of his lips on my neck began to have an effect on me. I could feel myself begin to get aroused.