I'm The Bad Guy

Chapter 2: The First Of Many...

*Brought to you by alot of hormones:)*

Ps...there's a graphic scene....

You decided not to text him. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. Not only would you be serving your body to a celebrity who could make or destroy your career in one blow, you also had to keep it completely secret from your family and the company and FUCKING EVERYONE IN THE DAMN WORLD!

He said my name...

It had a nice ring to it when he said it, but you were sure it wouldn't sound so nice getting pounded from behind as you gripped the sheets during a rough first time. Your virginity wasn't extremely important to you as it was to other girls and it was something you could risk in order to achieve your dream. Finally you reached the front desk and signed in to receive your badge.

"HIYOKO! You're late!" Your manager yells as you try to hide. He is stomping over to you.

"I'm 6 minutes late! It wasnt my fault! I swear! The bus-"

"Oh sorry. We got caught up in the valet lane." A voice says behind you. After seeing your manager stop dead in his tracks you look over your shoulder to see Jungkook.

"Is she bothering you?!" Your manager continues but in a much kinder tone.

"Not at all. I'm going to take her for the day, if that's alright. We have some choreography to work on together." Jungkook smiles and puts his arms around you.

"Y- yes. That's fine.... She'll be good to you." Your manager glares at you.

"Oh I know she will." He smiles politely, making your heart stop.

You follow JK down the hallway and to the elevator. It's silent as he presses the button to go up to the 3rd floor.

"I told you to text me last night." Jungkook sighs.

"Oh. Uhm yeah I fell asl-"

"I don't like it when you don't do what I say, Hiyoko." He reiterates.

You stayed silent.

"You will do exactly what I say from here on out. Understood?" He is emotionless and it's slightly terrifying.

"Yes sir."

The elevator stopped once you reached the floor.

"Smile." He ordered as you both walked down the hallway.

And there she was. Getting coffee at a kiosk in the lounge. Minjoo. You tugged at jungkooks shirt and stopped in your tracks.

"What's wrong with you?" He whispered.

"She... Uhm...." You stutter, not sure whether to fight or flee. Some how he notices that your freaking out.

"Let's just go this way." He guides you to a back hallway and into the back dancing room.

You set your backpack down and start stretching down to your toes. As you feel the pull and stretch of your muscles loosen up. You glance over to Jungkook who is also stretching. It's sends a burst of hormones through your body as you watch him stretch his built arms.

"So tell me about your self." He asks.

"What do you want to know?"

"How old are you?" He pulls his arm across his body.

"19."

"Whoa! You're really young. This is just barely legal." He laughs.

I'm still not sure this is legal...nor am I sure this is a laughing matter....