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"Would you like me to refill your glass, Miss Linville?" An elderly woman, whom I suppose worked as a maid, asked me, holding out an expensive wine bottle.
"No—" I clenched my teeth when a shoe hit me lightly under the table. I forced a smile and glanced back up at the maid, "On second thought, yes please."
I gulped when I eyed the now filled glass with red wine. My alcohol tolerance wasn't something to be proud of, so I could only hope that the maid wouldn't ask me again.
'I'm such an idiot.' I internally cursed myself and then shot a glance at Yoongi beside me who happily munched on a steak.
𝔣𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨
"Look, I'm not going to use my wishes to get you to say something I know you're uncomfortable with. This is purely to get to know each other and perhaps have some fun."
I watched Yoongi poke the inside of his cheek while suspiciously eyeing me.
"We each get one joker that we can use in case it really gets too far." I knew I had him when he threw his head back in frustration.
"Three wishes," He spoke and I nodded furiously, "And they can be whatever we want them to be."
"Yep, now tell me your wishes." I pushed and watched Yoongi tilt his head a little while scanning me from head to toe, making me squirm in my seat.
"One: No talking to Felix."
I nodded approvingly, "Wasn't planning on it anyway." Yoongi ignored my comment and continued, "Two: Jimin is allowed to roam your thoughts the whole day and report to me whenever I want him to."
My mouth went dry when I thought avout the possible outcome of that. Yoongi could find out about all my thirst thoughts about him and possibly hate me afterwards. 'No.' I internally shook my head. I would just have to keep my thoughts pg13. I could do that.
"And your last wish?"
Yoongi smirked evilly, "Three: You're not allowed to say 'no' or decline in any way.., unless I help you out."
This would be the point, where a normal person would step out, however my inner pride refused to decline. This wasn't only Yoongi's chance to humiliate me but also mine, although I would never openly do so. The urge to get closer to him was growing and I couldn't let this opportunity slide. My three wishes were,
