Hoseok's POV
I slowly looked up, eyes widening when I saw Mr. Jeon with a pistol pointed at the men. Their expressions changed as three of them ran off, the main guys still standing.
"I didn't know that little slut meant something to you, Jeon. Why don't you just share?" He slurred, taking a step closer as he laughed a bit.
"I don't share." He covered my eyes as he shot the man, putting his pistol back.
"Mr. Jeon?" I asked, slightly nervous but also dazed from being so close to him.
"Don't worry, you're safe now." He uncovered my eyes and looked at me. My eyes widened as I looked around. There was nothing. No evidence that anything even happened. How did he do it?
"Th-Thank you." I stuttered, groaning mentally and blushing as I quickly looked down.
"Be careful." He said, sounding as if he was in a hurry. I looked up, opening my mouth to say something, but suddenly he was gone.
I sighed and got in my car, driving home as the man was on my mind. Where did he come from? I thought he left. Why did he help me? I'm not important. Where did the man go? He shot and killed him, yet he was gone. I shook my head as I pulled up to my apartment. The main thought running through my head was, "I hope I see him again."
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Fanfiction"What can I do for you today, Mr. Jeon?" I spoke very seductively, dragging my fingers down his arm and standing in front of him. "Everything, Hoseok." He smirked and rested his hands on my hips, a sudden rush of heat flowing through my body at the...
