❝How about you take that robe off and show me what you can do to me? ❞ -Min Yoongi
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Ruthless, sharp and powerful can only mean on women in her workplace. The women named Kim Rhiee works at a strip club called house of strippers, she is one of the...
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"when is this shit ending.."
Y/N POV I stood there longer than I thought, he spoke again making me jump a little, I slowly walked towards him, he stood by the big window observing the view from outside...
"I want to talk..." he slowly turned around, his whole chest exposed, it was dark all the lights were off, however the lights from the city was helping...
"what do you want to talk about...?" he wrapped his arms on his chest, looking down at me
"what you did back there was fucked up, why the hell would you do that to me, do you want me gone that badly..?" he tried to act surprised, I know him well now...
"what did I do...?"
"you told the boys to vote me out, why would you do that, I wanted it to be fair, what you did was not fair, you are fucked up for doing this to me, you are so-" all of a sudden he gently wrapping his around my waist knowing it's injured, he placed his lips mine, turning me around, my back facing the human sized window, I wanted to back off and yell at him, telling him he was on the wrong and he is wrong, but his touches are my weakness, the way he kisses me with so much passionate, his huge arms around me, he placed his hands under my legs, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he turned around walking towards his bed....
"yoongi..." he slowly placed me on the bed, he crawled his way over my body, his body lightly laid over mine as his lips went over my neck...
"I haven't finished talking..."
"shhh" did this boy just shh me? as much as am enjoying this, I need to save my ass first...
"yoongi my stomach..." I need to play my innocent card to win this, he quickly stood up from me, his knees between by stomach, he gently placed his hands ontop of my stomach...
"did I hurt you...?" he lifted my shirt up, observing the hug bandage around my stomach...
"sorry..." he got off me, laying in the other side of the bed...
"was there a reason..?"
"for what..?"
"for why you wanted me out..." he turned his head towards the other side, avoiding me...
"like I said it's dangerous, I don't think-"
"I want the real reason Yoongi, I know it's dangerous I definitely would not be here if I didn't know, I know damn well, and I told you many times I can do this and you were ready to throw me out, to throw whatever we have out...?" he finally turned his head around, his head in the pillow...
