" First was just a coincidence, Second was a choice , Third was a mistake "
Y/N's POV •
How can he expect me to answer when he was terrifying me? Soon after, my red lips were trembling and his grip on my jaw tightened for a few seconds. Damn I was mad at him for hurting my jaw.
As if on cue, the door swing opened and came a rushing Mrs Ayeun to save me from the situation. My heart enlightened and exhaled the breath I hold few moments ago, relieved. He let go of his grip and looked at me for a second before standing up facing towards Mrs Ayeun.
I took the signal to stand up and get further away from him. He brushed off non existent fine dust from his expensive trousers and took steps forward. Like a sheep in the wolf's den, I seek protection behind my source of shelter, Mrs Ayeun, safe from no harm, from Jungkook.
Even though Mrs Ayeun had a dissapointed face, worry and care was clearly shown from her sharp eyes. I peaked from behind her head and glance towards Jungkook, he didn't look as mad as before. He looked composed and calm. Is he seriously trying to show his fake side.
" Are there anything wrong Mr Jungkook? May I talk to you privately? " She asked timidly to the guy, trying to make up for my mistakes. My clumsy mistake.
Okay, I get that his clothes probably cost more than the rent for my crib, but he's filthy rich , he can purchase more of the same blouse if he wanted to. Plus, the good side is that the damp blouse makes him hotter, sticking to his buff chest. I should be thanked.
They head out to the golden engraved door and Mr hot tempered, slammed the damn door.

I would be glad to show him the way to the door.
When both Mrs. Ayeun and Mr jungquack left the room, Selena, my workmate came to me and assured me that everything is going to be alright. She gave me a warm hug and a second later, all of my fellow workmates encircled me and gave me a group hug, squashing me in the centre.
" You know you can always receive infinite hugs from us and we'll always be there for you. " Selena comforted me and all of them snuggled out of the hug. Gasping for air, I nodded my head knowing that I have their back and the beautiful ladies structured a reassured smile. I felt better than ever.
Faking a cough, all of us focused to the 6 forgotten guys in the room.
" You know it's actually my fault that my foot was in your way. Jungkook can suck up his feelings and blame on me instead. " One of the black haired guy scratch his head guiltily and gave me a 'you'll-be-fine' smile, his dimple popping on display.

I looked at his cute tiny smile and all my worry and grieve washed away, feeling better .
"It's fine, I'm just naturally clumsy ." I shook my head and smiled through my words, enough to show my gratitude for his understanding and shooed my friends to company them. Not wanting to talk to anyone.
Before they went to the 6 well-proportioned guys, they told me a few encouraging words to lighten my mood. When all of them returned to the white gold couch, I decided to sit at the unattended bar before meeting Mrs Ayeun. I took heavy steps and slumped my shoulder to the back of the bar, and made myself two glasses of Cherry Bomb.
After perfecting the recipe, I gulped the alcohol down my dry throat and head to the office. Ready to get bombard by complaints.
Outside of the black shiny door, separating me and the office, I could hear faint conversation between Mrs Ayeun and Mr can-suck-up-his-feelings. Thinking about this guy makes me want to spill more drinks on him. Putting my ears closely to the door he said,
"...It's alright, Mrs Ayeun. I'm perfectly fine. " his deep and melody like voice penetrate through the door almost made me gag from his 'I'm fine' when he was ready to snap my head just now.
After failed attempts to figure what the whole conversation was about, the door suddenly unlatched and I was face to face with the devil. He had the audacity to give me a sexy smirk and eyed me as a whole . Frustrated, I rolled my eyes not letting him see it and step aside allowing space for him to stride out of the office.
Before he took big steps towards the lift, he muttered a, see you later, and flipped his hair in front of me showing his well defined jawline ugh - hot but not. Sure as hell he was looking goddamn fine but my annoyance was overcoming my infatuated feelings. I was ready to make a disgust comment when Mrs Ayeun called me in.

" Y/N , come here darling. " Mrs Ayeun who was behind Jungkook said softly yet sternly. She was now standing in front of me, holding my hands in between both of her warm palms and brought me along with her to the cozy office.
Her office was the biggest amongst the other office in the club. It was situated in the third floor at the end of the long hallway. The VIP rooms were each on the sides of the hallway while the office door face directly to the lift.

Entering the two door office, Mrs Ayeun welcomed me to sit beside her on the leather and furry beige couch. I grabbed the fur of the couch against my fist tightly, prepared to hear bad news from what has just happened. Our surrounding was palpable, even the moon dimmed and the stars shined lightly– grieving for me. Almost breaching to tears, I stayed poise and took the courage to look at her shining hazel eyes.
" I had a discussion with Mr Jungkook just now and surprisingly, he didn't demand any worse case scenarios. Except for one thing, " She paused and trailed her words, making me anxious for what she has to say.
She heaved a sigh, " he wanted you to serve him the next visit. He wanted to see if you're worthy as a waitress. So act as professional as you can be."
Even though she's the boss of the club, her customers are as important as her girls. Without her loyal customers, the club wouldn't be as successful as it would be now. Jeon jungkook and his members were the ones that helped her to build the name of the club. How can she not place them dearly in her heart?
Understanding her, I thanked her for the second chance. More specifically, to Jungkook. After Mrs Ayeun offered me a cup of warm chamomile tea to calm my nerves, she directed me to go home earlier today and take a rest from emotional stress.
Ding. The elevator alerted me when it reached the first floor. Excited to go home, I rushed out of the elevator and squeezed through the tight space in between sweaty people dancing their hearts out. I kept on shoving people to the side, yearning for fresh air until I stopped abruptly to meet a damp chest blocking my view. Dont tell me it's fucken jung-

" Why in a rush Princess? Shouldn't you be back in the room? " He verbalise loud enough to be heard, competing the loud background music.
I looked up from his toned chest under the v cut to his cheeky smile, "Shouldn't you thank me that you didn't lose your job?" His mouth opened once again, making me annoyed. Suddenly, the effect of alcohol caused all my bravery and confidence to rush back to me and urged me to make him frustrated.
Agreed to make him frustrated with me, I raised my voice loud enough so that he can hear clearly, " Why should I thank you? You're not my guardian, why do you care that I'm in a rush? Get out of my way and do one thing, go to hell."
Proud of my actions, I touched his chest and pushed it back with all my might. Barely shoving his mighty strength from my view, he took the cue to get out of my pathway.
My drunk self gave him a flying kiss and winked to thank him- making him confused by my doings. Stranded in confusion, he grabbed my forearm before I could launched out of the club.
Kind of regretting my actions, I felt him pushing my body against his body and leaned closer, " What exactly are you trying to do? First you lash out on me and the next second, you're trying to acting cute." his words were crystal clear and his warm lips almost touching my delicate ears.
My heart was palpating so fast, I could feel the impact through my bosom. Instead of being annoyed at him, I was turned on by his raspy voice and the sensual touch of his large hand on my waist. Flustered by how close our bodies were, I decided not to show my nervousness and escaped from him, not replying to his questions. Once I was out in the fresh air catching my breath, I seek for the yellow and black car.
Maybe because my vision was slightly cloudy and my head was throbbing , I couldn't search for the car. The first thing that came to mind was to call my sister. After dialling her long digits on my touch screen and forcing her to come fetch me immediately, I sat on top of a concrete block as high as my knees and waited for her by the car park exit.
My cheeks were still hot and flushed from the incident earlier. I laid one of my palm under a cheek to cool it and put my elbow on my thigh, squishing my fishball cheek and closed my tired eyes.
Almost drifting off into a nap, a black shiny car came to halt and honked towards me, disrupting my peace. Knowing that it was Jungkook who was laughing at my startled reaction in the car, I stood up and took out my stilettos.
I aimed and launched my high heels to his expensive car, almost tripping .Before my red bottom stilettos reach the back of the trunk, he already drifted out of the car park and to the congested road.
So is this how he wanna play?
I'll be thrilled to experience victory.
I sat back on top of the concrete block and planned my next mischievous plot on him– since he's coming back for a second round, might as well lead the game.
While I was busy planning my grandeur plot, a sudden yell startled me. Mina. Grateful that she came to fetch me in her pyjamas, probably getting ready to take her beauty nap, I leaped to her and both of us search for her car.
Back at home, finally, I took a steamy and warm shower and changed out the dress I was wearing, to my short lacey nightdress. After laying down on my soft plushy bed and a comforter covering me, I closed my eyes ready to invite slumber in.
Before drifting off to sleep, I thought,
The first time I met him was a coincidence that I had to fill in the job.
The second round, it was his choice to meet me again.
Would our third meet up be a mistake?
With that, I drifted into a deep slumber.
[End of chapter 3]
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