Rosé Yang followed Lalisa Park's down the halls and to a different section where another group of bodyguards was standing in front of a door.
’Geez, these bodyguard organizations must be rolling in money at the number of people who are hiring them,’ Rosé Yang thought.
When the men saw Lalisa Park, they let her through. They were trained professionals who didn’t spare Rosé Yang a glance. Instead, they kept their eyes forward for any mishaps.
The minute the door opened, the wind of Antarctica must’ve blown through because Rosé Yang shivered on contact and her questioning gaze landed upon an incredibly handsome, but daunting man.
His eyes were fierce, their color darker than ink and the night itself. The aura he exuded was chilly, dark, and terrifying. Despite his intimidating vibe, he was breathtakingly handsome with thin lips, a tall nose, and a jawline so sharp, it could probably cut through glass.
Rosé Yang was not prepared to face such a deadly and overbearing presence.
Her throat ran dry.
She finally understood why so many women threw themselves at his feet. With a face and aura like that, who wouldn’t?
"Ugh, brother, why the bad temper?" Lalisa Park sighed, placing down her purse.
He scowled, his eyes blazing with annoyance. "Maybe it’s because of these damn handcuffs."
Rosé Yang was surprised to hear his voice wasn’t rough or ferocious. Instead, it was deep and smooth, like the finest milk chocolate.
Standing by the doorway, Rosé Yang was unsure of whether she wanted to enter the room or not. The man was much scarier in person. Despite the fire that burned in his eyes, his face was impossibly calm.
She thought to herself, ’is this what people mean when they talk about the calm before the storm?’
"If I didn’t have you handcuffed, you would leave this room. Then your body won’t get better..." Lalisa Park trailed off when Park Jimin threw her a soul-piercing glare. Even though she had known him for all her life, his brooding stares still terrified her.
"I’m perfectly fine. I don’t need additional treatment." Park Jimin stubbornly replied, his lips pulling to an unpleasant line.
Lalisa Park faltered at his stare and voice.
"Unlock the handcuffs." His fierce voice was so commanding, it took every fiber within Lalisa Park to reject his request.
"No." Lalisa Park stubbornly rejected his request, placing her hand on her hips.
With a simple word, the atmosphere turned colder. Park Jimin's frosty eyes dropped the temperature around him, sending a chill down Rosé Yang's spine.
"It wasn’t a suggestion." His voice became so dark, Lalisa Park was forced to take a step forward.
Sensing her friend’s obvious reluctance towards her absolute monarch of a brother, Rosé Yang came to Lalisa Park's aid. "Don’t be so rude, she’s only looking out for you."
Park Jimin's eyes shifted to Rosé Yang. He wasn’t surprised by her presence; in fact, he was expecting her.
Rosé Yang: the ex-fiancee of Jeong Jaehyun, the best friend of his pampered little sister... Park Jimin knew of her background. He always investigated Lalisa Park's friends in order to ensure none of them had a criminal or harmful background.
He expected Rosé Yang to hang around his little sister, but he didn’t expect her dripping charisma and daring-temper. Was she always like this? Why was she not scared of him?
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Mr. Tycoon's Woman||PJ&RP ✔️
Fanfiction"Stay with me and I will give you everything your heart desires. For you, my darling, I would part the mountains, split the sea, and cause havoc on Earth just to have you." In every love story, there's always a vengeful fiancée who was engaged to t...
