My Mafia- (ON HIATUS)

Thirty-Four

"Doll, stop running so fast, you're eventually going to meet the ground if you keep this pace."  I chuckled looking at the figure who is throwing her arms freely in the cold air.

"I don't care! Come on! This is Paris you're talking about! Ommo, is that the Eiffel Tower?"  she gasped pointing at the faint object.

Has she never been to France before? 

"What else would that be, love?" I frowned.

"Yeah, I get it, you're a billionaire, going around the world millions of times. I'm poor, broke. I have never been to Paris. So let me enjoy the moment will ya? Money can't buy you memories, nor could it buy you love so shad up." Lisa snapped sassily, not missing a death glare to me.

"Woah, sensitivity overload," I surrendered putting both of my hands up.

"Whatever. Kookoo, now where are we going? If we're not going anywhere then I'm going up those Eiffel Tower stairs. Imagine the likes I get posting a picture on top of that big baby." Lisa nodded her head, agreeing to her 'get-likes-fast' plan.

"We're going to check-in first, so if you don't mind, please get yourself in the car now." I sighed.

"Check-in? Seriously?" 

"Where are we going to stay if we don't check-in at the hotel?" I scoffed.

"Why can't we stay at your parent's place? Besides it's not like they didn't want me here." 

"No, Lisa. Just get in the car," 

"Not until you Jeon Jungkook, tell me why I can't stay with your parents." Lisa pointed at me.

I can't it will hurt you even more

"You leave me no choice." 

I held her legs, scooping her up. As expected, she was in a tantrum screaming and hitting me endlessly. I don't mind, her hits are weak, just like how she weighs like nothing. As light as a feather.

"YAH WHAT THE HELL- YOU SHERLOCK PUT - ME DOWN!"

"Nope." I popped the syllable.

"You, Mrs. Jeon is going in the car." I placed her in the passenger seat, buckling her seatbelts.

Honestly, it was like strapping a 22-year-old baby. Does she think wriggling her body like a worm will make me let her go? I'm sure the dress she picked is ruined because of the act.

After long minutes of her babbling stuff about how embarrassing me picking her up and the theories, she made up because I didn't tell her why she wasn't allowed to be at my parent's place.

"Oh, so you don't love me now? Is that how it is?" she widened her eyes.

And that was one of it.

"Doll, don't be ridiculous, I love you to the moon and back," I shook my head.

"Only to the moon? Aha, see I always thought you didn't love me. The moon? That is so near. Is that how you feel towards me? You feel only a little bit of attraction?" She scoffed.

"Doll, I swear you need to fix your sensitivity."

"What's wrong with my sensitivity, huh? And who are you to judge me-"

My lips did it's natural thing, placing it on hers, cherishing her soft ones.

That's the only literal way to stop her in these situations. 

Lisa kept silent, a tint of rose scarlet filled her cheeks. She played with her fingers, not sparing a single glance at me.

It was funny and cute how she was always so shy about a kiss that she would freeze and silenced right after.