Intimately Enchanted → pjm ✓

Chapter 21

Lorraine sat there, on the bed of the hospital room she was admitted in, the dull throb to her head keeping her away from the thoughts trying to rush in. Her stitches from the previous injury during the shoot has opened because of the car crash, leaving an even deeper wound.

Her career is gone, she is arrested for driving on drugs if she had not paid the shit amount of money.

What has happened to her?

Everything was crashing down.

She scoffed a laugh at herself.

So this is how Lorraine Acker ends.

Her anxiety was off the charts, it was too much to take. Yet, her heart stopped when the gate opened and she saw him. Panic was an understatement as their eyes contacted. Even shocked to see him here.

He was glaring at her, jaw clenched, angrier than ever, each emotion fuming from rage. She felt small under his gaze. His aura was silencing, scaring, telling her how she ruined his perfectly carved life.

But her eyebrows furrowed down in rage too as she refused to break eye contact. It was he who initiated the kiss after leaving her. And it confused the shit out of her, also, he was being a prick about it. As if it wasn't him who created all the mess. Kissing in an award show? Seriously? He would have been feeling daring but Lorraine was in no mood for scandals right before her movie promotions.

But all her confidence and sassyness withered away as he took long steps towards her, not uttering a word although his eyes said everything. How dangerously mad he was right now, his fists clenching as if he was waiting for a trigger to snap and he'd do something violent.

Ever seen this before? Celebrities acting upon emotions? Yeah, it sucks.

Lorraine crumbled back as he stood right beside her, excavating holes into her soul and she couldn't locate her voice. He was intimidating her.

He released his clenched jaw with a heavy sigh, abruptly grabbing her chin as she jolted at his touch and moved away but he was somehow faster, his fingers grabbing her chin so harshly that it hurt.

She stared into his eyes, breathing suddenly hastened as he glared back, his eyes so dark. Lorraine had never seen this side of him before, he was always such a gentleman it was hard to believe it was the same person.

He tilted her face and analyzed her injury, a grimacing curl on his lips, knowing the reason behind it. He knew that she went to see a man, and she was on heavy drugs.

Lorraine's every emotion screamed at her that she was wrong for him. He did not deserve this, what he deserved was a sweet woman with a handful and honest money who cooked him food every day.

He did not deserve a filthy rich woman who did drugs, got arrested, pushed him away when she felt threatened, and acts lustful to avoid affections.

She was aware of her actions. What she didn't understand was what would have she done?

Blame the thoughts of Jimin and her being wrong for each other but she was stunned when she heard his next sentence.

"You're coming with me to Korea." He ordered through gritted teeth, leaving her chin and shoving his hands in his pockets, looking away.

She scoffed loudly. "I'm not listening to you." She bit back, eyes squinting in arrogance.

He snapped his head towards her, and once again she faltered by the gaze he held. She gasped as he harshly grabbed the back of her neck and made her look at him.

Jimin was a guy who was subtle and seeing him being this dangerously dominant along with the recent events was frightening.

"I said," He grunted, their faces inches apart. "You're coming with me without a single whimper from that mouth of yours."

His eyes flickered onto her injury for a second and she saw how he resisted faltering, some unshed emotion flashing through his eyes before they became stoic again. His eyes were red and although he was dressed nicely, the scowl on his face was evident.

She inhaled sharply, grabbing onto some hypothetical courage and speaking, their faces still inches away.

"You can't-"

"I did not ask, nor will I repeat myself, Lorraine Acker." He said sternly, voice heavier than usual before he drew back. His eyes lingered to her lips for a second before he left, not giving her a single glance.

*

"Lorraine?!" Matt shouted as soon as he opened the hospital room Lorraine was admitted in, panting and looking traumatized.

When their eyes contacted, Matt al.osy ran towards her, enclosing her in a tight hug. She was taken aback by the sudden action but let him, she really needed it right now.

"God, what have you been up to all along?!" Matt said, holding her closer.

She didn't really have an answer so she didn't say anything.

"Are you alright? What's with the scandal? Jimin's outside-"

"Yeah, do a thing for me, will you? Tell that head-ass that I am a spoilt drug addict who got crashed into a pole last night. Henceforth, no one is giving me a VISA!"

"A-alright." Matt said hesitantly. "what's it about?"

"It's about Jimin trying to be a control freak."

"Yeah I have no idea what that means, but okay. I'll pass on your message to him."