Use Me Please [Mature Content]

Chapter 13 (Matured Content)

"Bring the first aid kit up"

Before I could even answer anything, the call ended. I slam the phone down and took my ID card along with me before looking for the first aid kit.

Jae didn't show up to work today, and I find that as a relief. I placed a plaster in hopes that it is enough to cover my swollen cheeks, the bleeding has definitely stopped only leaving behind a tiny bit of dark red clot on the side of my lips.

Bringing the first aid kit up with me, I can only imagine Park Seo Joon's injuries if one blow is enough to let me look like a mess. Well, I guess he really did need the first aid kit.

Pressing on his doorbell, I sigh again and wondered what he was doing in my apartment compound in the first place. Was he that confident that Jae will be there to harm me early in the morning?

Just as I was deep in thoughts, the door opened and I was pulled inside in a swift movement. Before I realized it, he had me pinned against the wall with his face so close to mine I almost flutter my eyes close in temptation.

Yet I force myself to glare at his gaze and turn my head away so I didn't need to fake anger at the face I desired for.

'Where is Ms Yoon'

I mutter out as his fingers push my face to look right back at him once again.

"I told you, we broke up. Because of you"

He whispered softly, his lips almost grazing mine. I glared at him.

'I told you not to joke about it again.'

I mutter back as I struggled to look away but his hands held onto my chin, keeping me in position.

"Well, I'm not joking."

He smiles slightly as his lips touch mine ever so softly before parting away.

'I said I'm not interested in being a third party.'

I pointed out as my hands grab onto his bathrobe and kept him at a near distance far enough so our bodies don't touch.

"You're not. I broke up with her before coming onto you."

He whispered again, this time his lips touching my nose before parting away.

'Fuck you. You'll never do that for me. I'm no one to you.'

I narrowed my brows and glared angrily at him. With real anger this time. The memory of him commanding me to get out right after sex always stayed with me and that is what reminded me that I am literally no one to him.

"...but you are."

I watch as his lips travelled up to peck my forehead, before travelling back to kiss my lips gently. My grip tightened on his robe, my lips quivered as I fight the temptation to kiss him back.

'Fuck you'

I curse out once his lips left mine. A boyish grin appeared on his face before carrying me up and bringing me to his bed. His hands push my hair away from my face before travelling down my breast and to my waist, pinning me down as his lips met mine once again.

The temptation was too strong and my lips parted way for him, and almost immediately his hands head back to my neck, grazing along so lightly before landing on my collar shirt and removing the buttons one by one.

A moan escapes my lips right after he pulled away and he smiles so gently back at me.

'Why?'

I ask as he peels my shirt away from my body and went on to unclasp my bra.