Senorita Sooyoung

Don't Let Me Fall

Author's Note: I know I said I won't update today but this chapter forced my brain to write it TT______TT

WARNING: THIS IS AN EXTREMELY STEAMY AND MATURE CHAPTER. I WANT YOU TO BE AT LEAST 21 TO READ THIS. NSFW. I RECOMMEND PREPARING A GLASS OF WATER AS YOU READ, TO REPLENISH ALL YOUR BRAIN CELLS THAT DIED BECAUSE OF IT (like what happened to me after writing this). READ ONLY IF YOU'RE AWARE THAT THIS IS A SERIOUS RATED CHAPTER. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.

The first thing CEO Yook did when he returned to Korea was asking his secretary to fill him with Sooyoung's background. In one hour, a thick file was compiled about her, from her baby pictures, photos during her school in elementary, junior and high school in Jeju, to her modelling career abroad.

She never went to college, but she's a master in her own profession. 

There was one thing that didn't sit well with him, though. It didn't sit well with him at all.

He found out she also worked for Victoria's Secret.

It had to be nearing midnight in Paris when he called her, but so be it. He must talk to her.

Sooyoung was happy to hear from him again. So that wasn't just a one night stand after all. She fully expected a light-hearted, cheerful conversation, yet she was shocked to hear what he said:

"I want you to quit modelling for Victoria's Secret."

".........what did you just say?"

"Stop modelling for Victoria's Secret."

Sooyoung just arrived in her hotel room in Paris and was honestly feeling tired. She was already in her sleep wear and was looking forward to resting well that night.

But there just had to be a crazy control freak who made her mad.

"What do you mean, you want me to stop working for Victoria's Secret?"

"I don't want you to strut your stuff in an underwear anymore, as the whole world gawk at you. It's time to stop taking your clothes off."

Sooyoung had to take her phone off her ear and stared at the screen to make sure that she was not in some sort of stupid nightmare.

She took a deep breath, as the wish to scream across continents built inside her.

"First of all, my stuff, my body, are mine. I can do whatever I want with them. And two, being a Victoria's Secret model is one of the highest achievements in my world. I'm really proud of it. And three, CEO Yook, please bear in mind that the only thing we did was sleeping together for one night. That doesn't automatically give you the right to control my life!!!"

"Modelling for that brand means walking around nearly naked as thousands of people get sexually aroused seeing it!!!"

"GREAT! That means my work has impact!!!"

"You can't be serious."

"Oh, I am serious. And I'm speaking in your point of view. You see it just as a masturbating tool. I see it as an art. My point of view seems too high for your brain, so I stoop to your level."

"Yah, tell me how much should I pay if I want to buy off your contract from that label!"

"It's two million dollars."

"Excellent. I'll pay it, then you don't have to work for it ever again."

"You know what, it's great that you own two million dollars. Really. I congratulate you for that. But guess what, I DON'T CARE!!! I'm not going to quit any of my jobs just because YOU WANT ME TO!!!"