Stripper to Trophy Husband | Yoonjin ✔️

Eight

Seokjin Pov's

"This is a bit too fancy, don't you think?" I asked him as I surveyed the dinner table that was nicely set up on the balcony overlooking the city lights.

He looked at me and smirked, "for someone, I am interested in getting to know? Nope, I think this rather simple compared to what I originally had in mind." he said and pulled out a chair for me to sit.

"Interested in getting to know me? Why is that? I came here to strip, not to eat." He was angry when I last saw him, what nonsense was this now.

"Please have a seat. I understand this might not be the norm for you, but I would rather you keep your clothes on for now and have dinner with me." My mouth fell open in shock at his words, was he trying to insult me. That was definitely an insult.

"As I said, I am interested in getting to know you. While I would love to see you naked and dancing all over the floor, it will have to wait until much later. I believe I am paying for your service all night." He stated as he popped a bottle of champagne and poured it into the two champagne glasses that were on the table.

"Min Yoongi, you might be paying me to be here, but I am not a whore, and I refused to be treated like one," I said as I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him.

He let out a small laugh and walked over to where I am standing, taking my hand into his, "Look in front of you, does this look like I am treating you as if you are a whore? I am simply trying to have dinner with a man I find interesting, is that so wrong? Do you know how much I went through within the past few hours trying to get to know more about you, and you really think I brought you here to my penthouse to treat you like a whore?"

I pulled my hand out of his and turned my head away from looking at him. The look in his eyes was too much for me; it was like he was trying to compel me with his words. I couldn't allow that to happen, especially not when none of what he was doing didn't make any sense.

"What has you so interested in me?" I questioned as I took a seat around the table he had set up. I was a bit annoyed, not necessarily because I was angry, but more so because I was confused. I didn't understand any of what his motive was, I was here for work, yet he wanted us to have dinner.

"You want the truth?" he questions as he took a seat next to me. His thigh touching against mine cause a jolt of electricity to run through my body unexpectedly.

"Yes, the truth."

"Your beauty and your attitude, I like it, and it makes me curious about you." He takes a sip of his champagne while his eyes remained on my face.

"You only met me once, you can't like me. You just want to have sex, don't you." I say defensively. Most men that's all they wanted, mainly when it came to me.

He laughs and shakes his head, "I never said I liked you. I believe I said that I like your beauty and attitude and that I am curious about you. I do want to have sex with you, not tonight, though. However, if you were expecting sex, then maybe I can think about it. Although I would much prefer we waited a bit first."

He leans over and runs his hand down the side of my face, "last night I wanted you in my bed and badly, but tonight, I want to know more about you Seokjin, I want to know why such a handsome and intelligent man as yourself is in the world of stripping? Tell me, is it your long term goal? Or is it only for a season, I want to know." who the hell is this man, like seriously and why does my body react to the sound of his voice so much. I asked myself internally as I closed my leg together.

"I-I don't want to share anything about myself with you. I don't even know you."

"Then ask me about me, what do you want to know?"

"That's the problem, I don't want to know anything about you, and I am not sure why are you curious about me either. I don't want to have sex with you, so you can eliminate that out of your mind. I am here to do my job, and that's all I want to do. So if you want me to eat, then I will eat and strip, then I will go home."

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Yoongi's Pov:

He was being difficult. I expected him to be, though. Earlier I really wanted to see him strip and dance for me, maybe even have sex afterward, but after getting that friend of his to speak up. I no longer wanted to treat him as the stripper he was, I was more curious about him. I decided that maybe dinner would be a nice way to start off a conversation, but he was making it hard, and I was trying not to demand him into doing anything.

"You do know that I am paying for you all night, right?"

"So, is that suppose to scare me?" he asked while rolling his eyes

"No, not at all. You mentioned that you will be going home, so I just wanted to remind you that your home is here with me tonight." I told him while smirking as his mouth fell open.

"I am not sleeping with you!"

"Who said anything about sleeping?"

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A/N: I know it's been a while. I will try to update more often 😩.