Needy // kth.

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Chapter Three

I needed a way out. After that horrible incident Ilhoon would always be out. He comes home and doesn't even try to hide it. Hickeys all over. Lips swollen. Scent of another person's perfume. He doesn't even look at me anymore. Watches me cry every night and doesn't have one sense of sympathy written in his face.

It was 2 in the morning.  I couldn't sleep. I was up all night knowing he was in some other slut's bed.

My back was facing the door. I heard footsteps walking toward our bed we share. I got on the bed when I felt his touch. That touch I long for before he showed me his real intentions. Before he made me feel so useless.

He hugged me from the back. "We are leaving for an event tomorrow. Don't act up infront of anyone. And be happy." I gotten shivers from his warm breath hitting my ear. I felt him getting closer. Then warm pairs of lips started kissing the side of my neck. I couldn't hide the feeling of disgusted knowing he just came from another women.

"I didn't see anyone tonight, I want you tonight". Its like he read my mind. It would be an understatement if I said I didn't want him all to my self. I turned and kissed him back. I pushed him back a little. I cuffed his face. Our eyes locked and it was like time stopped. He wanted me. Why am i so In love with you... why cant I stop myself even though you make me so vulnerable and weak. Our kiss started to get more passionate. He kissed me but it didn't feel like love it felt like lust, dominancy.

He wanted to control me. He knew his touch makes me weak and I would do anything for it. That night he marked me. He marked to remind me that he can make me do anything with his touch. And yet again I am vulnerable.

It was time to get ready for the event. I couldn't believe we did that yesterday. I looked at myself in the mirror for a while, when my eyes came across those blue and purple bruises on my neck. It was just there. It didn't look like love bites or companionship. It just was there with no meaning but to show him that I belong to him. I called in one of Ilhoons servants to come and try to cover his mark up. Even if it is his mark i still had my pride and if I go to that convention I would look stupid. If I walked in there with that on my neck I would look pathetic. I had a name for myself, not Ilhoons mistress.

"Ma'am, mr.lee informed me to tell you that you will be meeting him at the event and return this to Mr. Kim" she handed me a envelope. I knew it was an offer of some sort. I held the envelope up to the light to be nosey. It was money. Why would he need to give money to this guy if it's an offer and why does he want me to do it?. I shook off the thought. It wasnt my business anyways.

The black bmw pulled up and I got in. I've never went to one of these on my own. I felt intimidated when I arrived to the clearly big building cover with fellow drug lords and underground gangs and mobs. I need to give this to whoever I need too and find Ilhoon. I wasn't familiar with this place. I usually go with Ilhoon so i felt safe when I'm with him. But yet again I did come from a family who always attend these disgusting events.

I tried to remember who that lady told me to give this too. Mr.Kim who is Mr.Kim. "You know it's dangerous for a beautiful young lady to be wondering around here without any supervision" I heard a male said to me. It pissed me off because I'm not a child and I can go anywhere without supervision. "Well-" I turned around to see a very handsome young man looking right at me. " Jimin, Park Jimin" he finished. "Well Mr. Park I dont need any supervision from anyone ...I am capable of handle anything" he looks me up and down and smirked. "You belong to the Choi family dont you. " he tilted his head with a smirk which made me tense up. I haven't seen my family in 6 years. And I don't want to ever associate myself with them

"And......what about it." I picked up a drink and this guy just kept staring. He started to make me feel uncomfortable. I cleared my throat "Mr.park would you by chance know where I could find Mr.Kim" His eyes grew like he seen a ghost or something. "Why would you need to see Taehyung."   Taehyung. "I have to return something to him" I explained which I don't know why it wasn't his business. He cleared his voice. "Well then, Mr.Kim would be at table 37 but I dont think you should visit him at his tab-" before he could finish his sentence I already left to see this Taehyung guy. I still couldn't find Ilhoon and I didn't want to assume the worst even though I knew where he might be.

Table 35, 36, and ah-ha Table 37. I seen him with another women. Must be his wife or something. I really didn't care. I just wanted to give this to him and find Ilhoon. "Sorry to interrupt you folks, but by any chance is Mr. Kim here?" everyone at the table stopped what they were doing and stared at me like I messed up a ritual or wedding. Then I caught his eyes. This cant be him.

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To be continued....