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My jaw dropped. Who was this tall, muscular man? Because I can assure you, it wasn't Jeon Jungkook.

"Ma'am?" he asked

I quickly snapped out of it, lowering my head as I took the cards from him, beginning to type his name.

"Sorry, Um, yes okay I see Jeon Jungkook, booked through the week. You'll be in the p--presidential suite?"

He chuckled, "Seems like you're asking me, shouldn't you know?" I quickly looked up at him and gave a forced smile,

"I guess I should, huh?" I finished checking him in and handed him his credit card and ID back, "Let me grab your keys." I reached over and grabbed his key cards but not before hearing another voice.

"Yah, Kookie have you checked us in? I'm exhausted, just want to take a hot bath and eat some food." His voice dark and smooth, like a red velvet cupcake.

I looked over and found that the voice belong to male with tan skin and long brown hair, a bit longer than Jungkook's

"Taehyung, she's just getting the keys." he smiled and Taehyung nodded in return.

I grabbed the keys and handed them to Jungkook, while keeping my head down.

"Have a great stay sir, lets us know if you need anything." I took a piece of paper and began to pretend to read it, hoping-no-praying they wouldn't recognize me.

"Wait.." Taehyung said, "Don't I know you?" he asked

"No, no I don't think you do." I said standing up and trying to walk into the back office of the front desk.

"No wait, yeah I think I do know you. Yeah!" he slapped Jungkook's chest and snapped his fingers. "That's right! Dara! Man, from high school."

I stopped and turned around, Jungkook's eyes had widened and then slowly went into a frown. He walked away from the front desk and Taehyung followed after him.

I took my hand and placed it against my forehead, 'You Dara are an idiot, a complete and utter idiot.'

As the day went on, there weren't any other surprises, I continued checking people in and answering the phones, finally someone came in to relieve me so I took off my vest and began walking towards the elevators.

"Dara, Dara, Dara. This surely is a surprise." I heard the familiar voice, but instead of answering I just kept facing the elevator, my head slowly counting down as it was passing floors, '9, 8,'

Finally an arm wrapped around my waist, "I was shocked when they let me reserve a room here. But then I figured that you probably hadn't told them about me, or us."

I pushed his arm from my waist and stepped away from him. '7, 6'

"Why are you here JB?" I scowled, still watching the elevator, though It had stopped, was it picking someone up?

"Dara, that's no way to speak to me. We haven't been apart that long. You know how to address me. Now, come to my room. I just want to talk." he smirked looking down at me.

"Jaebum I have a restraining order against you. How are you--"

"I'm here for business." he stated, cutting me off, "Besides, this is California, we're not in Seoul anymore." he smirked walking closer to me, I glanced at the elevator, '5, 4, 3'

"God Dara, looking at the elevator won't help you. I don't even know why I'm asking.." he gripped my wrist.

"Let go of me." I seethes, subtly fighting for him to release his hold.

Finally the elevator doors opened, but nothing, no guest had stepped on it, to save me, he threw me in the elevator, my lower back smacking against the grab bar.

He adjusted his suit jacket and walked over as the door closed, he picked me up from the ground and gripped my upper arm.

I stopped fighting, I knew what JB was like, especially when I made him angry. I just had to remind myself that after he had done what he wanted, he would leave me alone, that's how it always was.

The elevator opened on the 9th floor. He gripped my arm harder, I winched causing more of my hair to fall over my face.

"Dara?" I recognized the voice, this sweet and savory voice. I became embarrassed, JB turned his head and gave an unpleasant smirk,

"Who are you? Dara, who is this?" he asked, gripping my arm harder.

"I--It's nobody." I said before hanging my head.

"Why are you holding her like that?" he asked,

"Wait, I know you." JB said casually, "Kim Taehyung right? Yeah we're here for the same business meeting, went to high school together for a spell as well. I graduated when you guys were sophomores. Well nice to meet you so early, sorry though me and the lady have some things to talk about so we'll have to catch you later."

"Dara, do you want to go with him?" he asked, very sincerely.

"Excuse me, maybe you didn't hear me." I could tell JB was getting annoyed

"No, I heard you, but I want to hear it from Dara." he gave JB a sarcastic smile and JB's grip became tighter.

"I--I'm okay. We're okay. I want to go with him." Taehyung frowned at my response, he seemed genuinely worried.

JB brushed past him, continuing to walk with me before finally reaching the room, once he opened the door he threw me on the ground before the slamming the door shut.

"So, that's what we do Dara? Hm? We embarrass me infront of someone I work with?"

I began to crawl backwards, as I could see him getting aggravated,

"JB what did I do? Why can't you just leave me alone?" I begged

He untied his tie before lifting me up by my shirt, taking his hand and slapping me. He then let go and allowed me to drop to the floor.

Tears began to flood my eyes, here I was back in the same situation.

"First you embarrass me by leaving, then you give me a restraining order, now to top it off you come here and you're already with some guy? He can't love you like I can, Dara, He can't touch you like I can."

He watched as I laid on the floor holding my cheek.

"Stand up Dara." I laid there, continuing to cry, "Dara I said stand the fuck up."

I slowly stood, lowering my hand. Before I could catch my balance, I felt another fierce pain across my face, I could taste the blood trickling down my lips.

"Now lay there, and think about what you've caused, If I come back and you've moved, worse things will happen. I promise." he stated before walking into his bathroom and slamming the door.

I laid on the floor in the fetal position, tears still pouring out of me. 'I could go, I could run right now.. B--But what if he opens the door as I'm standing up? No... No I should just stay put.' These thought's kept racing through my brain as I laid there, the silence killing me slowly.

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Now, while I do know that this chapter will bother some, please try to remember that the characteristics of my characters are not solely based on the actual people. The story uses aspects of the real people but also aspects of fictions. We all know the real JB is a wonderful lovely, talented, and funny dude, BUT MY story doesn't call for that. So I hope you all can respect that and appreciate the story progression.

ALSO; Abuse is a real and scary thing. If you know of anyone struggling with abuse or are being abused yourself please know there are people who care and want to help. I've left the number for The National Domestic Abuse Hotline and Also The Suicide Prevention Hotline. Be safe out here Women AND Men. Thank you.

NDAH: 800.799.SAFE (7233)

SPH: 800-273-8255