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Chapter 38

~Jimin's POV~

Before I knew it, two weeks had passed and I was slowly but surely pushing Yoongi to the back of my mind. And I was totally healed of my bruises and I was no longer sore.

For the past two weeks, I hadn't slept with anyone. Honestly? I was horny as fuck. But I wasn't ready to fuck around just yet and risk my body being so sore again.

Thankfully, I hadn't seen or heard of Yoongi since he made me walk to their apartment.

And on the subject of apartments, I bought a new house. And I'd gotten an expensive one, though it was a one bedroom one bathroom so it wasn't super expensive. And just to be a bitch (if it even dented it slightly) I used the card Yoongi gave me (that I still have though I don't have my phone or wallet still) to buy it and pay it off totally. I used the card for everything I did and even went shopping all over the place for expensive stuff. Just in case he's watching the card and seeing what is being done with it. I even bought a new car--a nice midnight blue Lamborghini.

To be honest, I was surprised that he hadn't canceled the card.

But he hadn't.

So every day after my college classes (that he hadn't revoked payment for) I would go on a shopping spree and blow a ton of money on things I didn't even need, before I would go home.

I was living the good life.

But still, though I hate to admit it...

I did kind of miss Yoongi.

I caught myself almost driving back to his house a bunch of times in the past two weeks. Thankfully I would realize what I was doing before I got all the way there and would quickly drive the other way.

Right now, I laid in bed sighing. I had just finished a long shopping spree again and I was exhausted. I was seriously debating going to Yoongi's house.

Not because I wanted to or missed him or anything.

But because he still had my phone and wallet. Honestly I didn't need my wallet when I had the card, but he still had my phone. I'd been going without one for awhile now, and it seemed to be annoying everyone that needed to be able to get ahold of me. But I didn't want to get a new one. Because my phone had a ton of things on it that I needed to have and wanted to have.

And as far as I knew, it was over at Yoongi's house being held hostage.

It's totally possible that he got rid of it. But it was worth a shot to get it back.

I wasn't excited to go over there and deal with him. But I sucked it up and went.

I was feeling anxious and nervous as I slowly went up to his front door. I knocked on the door loudly, hoping as hard as I could that the butler would answer the door.

But whenever the door opened, my eyes widened when neither the butler nor Yoongi opened the door.

No.

It was a guy in his underwear with hickies all over his neck and torso, with swollen lips and an annoyed expression. He glared at me whenever he saw me.

"Who the fuck are you?" He spat, giving me the once over and staring expectantly when I didn't respond.

My voice came out as a tiny choke whenever I tried to answer. He gave me a weird look and called out, "Hey, there's some kid at your door."

"What kid?" I heard the one voice I really didn't want to hear right now, right before I heard footsteps. A few seconds later, my eyes landed on Yoongi who was in the same situation as this first guy. He was shirtless with hickies all over his torso and neck. Yoongi looked surprised whenever he saw me, but his expression quickly shifted to a blank one.