Barely Naked || JinKook

II.

Chapter 2

CONTRACT

Kim Seokjin

“No! I won’t.”

I slammed the contract across the table. Mr. Jeon Jungkook closed his eyes in annoyance. He took a deep breath before looking at me. His sharp eyes landed in mine. I didn’t backed down. I myself looked at him with the same ferocity. Not because he’s my boss I will always conform to what he says.

“And why not?” He asked me. “I know you are in need of extra income for your father’s medication. What you earn here is just enough to make you survive day by day. I think you should be thankful that I’m giving you this offer.”

I raised my brow. Honestly, I’m so tempted about taking his offer. Dad's condition isn’t getting better and my stupid of a brother isn’t coming home to even help. But this offer is too much. If there’s one thing that my father thought me is not to lie. I hate lying and by agreeing to this would mean that I should go against what I firmly believe in.

But Dad … I need my Dad to live with me for more years. Lying for this short amount of time wouldn’t hurt right? What could go wrong? I will just pose as his boyfriend and then everything is set.

I took a deep breath. I took the contract again harshly and read it. Everything is clear except for one thing. And that one thing almost made me slap my boss.

“What do you mean by I will satisfy your needs whenever and wherever you like?” I asked in an exasperated tone. Mr. Jeon Jungkook smirked at me. That boyish grin that makes all employees here go crazy. That grin that I so want to wipe away from his face.

“Sex, Seokjin. Sex. Haven’t you heard of that?” My face flushed. This man! What the hell?

“Why are you doing this again? May I know?” I asked trying to pull myself together before I made a mistake of punching this man in front of me.

The playfulness in his eyes vanished and is replaced by anger. I gulped seeing him with a sudden change of mood. He clenched his fist and looked at me.

“I need to get Park Jimin back. He chose that Min Yoongi over me saying that he is in love with him.” He is gritting his teeth as he spit out that name of that Min Yoongi guy. “But knowing him, he will run back to me once he saw that I can live without him. He will beg me to take him back. And when he does, our contract can be terminated and you’re free to go. I’ll even give you a bonus if we can do our mission the soonest time possible.”

“Then why do you need to have sex with me if you live that guy!?” I asked.

“I have needs, Seokjin. And also, for chemistry.” He gave me a smirk. I rolled my eyes at him. “Just don’t fall in love with me and we’re set. So what do you say?”

I looked at the contract again. Sex? Can I give it to him? I only had one man to ever touch me and that is my ex boyfriend Kim Taehyung. I am not a virgin anymore but I am not the person to just have sex with whomever I am with. But … my Dad needs to heal. I closed my eyes and signed the contract.

“Fine. I’ll agree but can I ask for a favor too?”

Mr. Jeon Jungkook nodded his head. “A favor for a favor. Go on.”

I sighed. This is embarrassing but to hell with it! “Can I borrow money from you? Think of this as an advanced payment for my service. I needed some money to pay for my father’s speech and physical therapy.”

I can’t look at him in the eyes. This is the lowest point of my life hut everything for my father and my family. I can suck it all up. I am feeling a bit dizzy because I haven’t slept yet but I tried to compose myself so Mr. Jeon wouldn’t notice.

“Okay.” He stood up and caught me by the arm. He dragged me out of his office and we went to his car.

“Where are we going?” I asked him. I can feel the veins in my head. They are aching badly.

“Let’s go to my pad.” I widen my eyes.

“I haven’t slept yet! I’m not ready for sex!”

He looked at me. He’s stunned. He paused for a moment before chuckling.

“No. Silly. I’ll let you sleep there. I will order my men to pick up your things. You will be living with me.”

“Hey! That’s not in the contract!” I exclaimed.

“It is. You haven’t read in fully? Here.” He handed me the contract and pointed at the paragraph where it says that I shall be living with him.

“What!?” I yelled.

“Yes. Now shut up and let me drive.”