Intimately Enchanted → pjm ✓

Chapter 23

 Lorraine was going to kill someone.

While she was hospitalised, she had not gotten the time to check up on social media.

But now, that she had been discharged, and preparing to go to Korea because the headass had fucking ordered her – the audacity of the man – But she was still going. And she refused to acknowledge the fact that she was going because she didn't want Jimin to lose his career over a goddamn kissing scandal.

Kissing scandals were minor for her, not for BTS. They tend to keep their personal live private, causing some less than animal fans to sniff their way into it.

So it was pretty absurd to start with that the legendary BTS got disbanded because of a kissing scandal. For fucks sake, people acted as if Jimin wasn't an actual person, and couldn't kiss a fellow being. Hell they even acted as if he didn't take a shit.

Call her old fashioned because most of her friends in the industry were in their mid fifties and were not on social media, but she refused to let a fucking blue bird ruin her entire career.

So when the entire internet was flooding with texts like, 'Lorraine seduced our precious, innocent Jiminie' all she wanted to do was bust up someone's head.

Your innocent fucking Jiminie quite loves the idea of power play, threesome, and angry sex.

Just because they had never imagined Lorraine and Jimin together like they shipped them with his fellow K-pop idols, didn't mean she had to seduce her way into...into exactly what?!

She wasn't more famous than Jimin, she'd admit. But her net worth was more than him, she had an Oscar into her fucking hands, to what benefits were people even claiming that she seduced him.

The comments were frustrating not because she felt insecure of herself, but because they were ruining her career. It wouldn't be long before their speculations would turn even nastier, and they will boycott her and spread it among everyone to not watch her movies anymore and stuff like that.

Still, she was going.

The VISA had been arranged... discreetly.

Now she had to head out of her house to go to the airport, she inhaled deeply, preparing herself for the ocean of reporters and criticizers waiting outside to chew her up.

She debated again, opening her phone to see Jimin's message, telling his flight had taken off.

He had offered - more like ordered her again - that if she'd go in his private plane and she had very not kindly refused saying she had her own private fucking plane.

Remarkably, Lorraine's plane would be taking off right after Jimin's, so she really had to go out of her house.

She gulped and started walking outside, cursing at the fact that Antoinette had some personal issues to resolve just at these couple of days. She had to manage everything on her own.

A cherry on the cake.

As soon as she opened the gates of her house, the distant chatter that was coming from outside became much, much louder in direct contact as they started throwing themselves over the border that had been created by the guards.