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Yoongi manages to corner her alone when time is almost up to leave. Yeri looks at her with the same patience she gives to naughty children. She doesn't say a thing, she doesn't want to.
Yoongi smirks. "I guess that you are still angry," he dare to say that after the smirk.
Yeri moves her brow. She thinks she has a very good eyes in reading people. She doesn't think people like Yoongi would say something like that.
What do you think he would do?
Yeri thinks that Yoongi is the type to sit quietly and let the silence as a pressure effectively.
But ... She was wrong about him once.
"About what, Sir?" she asks with the trained politeness she learns in her workplace.
"About that night."
Yeri gives him a sarcastic giggle. "I honestly don't know why are you talking about this. Do you usually this chit chatty with the girl you pay? I certainly pick the wrong costumer."
Yoongi's jaws grit. The tone that girl used, even if to other sounded like a carefree one, Yoongi hears differently. He knows Yeri plays sarcasm covered in politeness.
"You're not a whore," he says. His voice comes out troubled, hard, like he holds back every word before he utters it.
"I'm not?" Yeri mocks with a smile. "I gave you sex service and in the end you gave me money as payment. What is that, you think? I say, that looks like what whores do."
"Look, I didn't know you're a virgin. If I knew, I wouldn't sleep with you in the first place."
Lies.
Of course he will sleep with her, just not right away.
Yeri wants nothing more but slap that smooth white cheek after he said this. But she has to hold back. He is now in the spotlight. People look at him like he somekind of a god. To slap him now, will bring too much attention on her.
She can't afford others know. It's not her that live in this small village, but her parents. They will be ashamed if they found out.
Yeri grips her hands until her knuckles turn white. "I didn't know you are that rich. If I know I would ask for more," she replies and turns her back to leave but Yoongi's hand prevent that as he grabs her arms. "Then I will give you just that next time." If she thinks she is a whore, who is Yoongi to say otherwise?
Yeri's face whitens. This son of a b*tch. "There won't be a next time," she says through gritted teeth.
Taekwoon waves his hands to attract her attention. Yeri smiles and waves back, all the while she tries to get out of Yoongi's grip. But his hold only tightens at the sight of Taekwoon.
"He's your boyfriend, isn't he?" he whispers in an angry dangerous tone.
"That's none of your business."
"Does he know then? Does he know about your side job?"
Yeri smiles bitterly. Side job. That's a nice way of putting it. "Again. That's none of your business."
Yoongi yanks Yeri's arm to make her faces him. "What if he finds out? Does he still like you that way?" He initiates a threat.
Yeri smiles again. "Why do you care? Is my p*ssy that good?"
