Mr. Tycoon's Woman||PJ&RP ✔️

Chapter 180: Scars Ran Deep

When the car pulled up in front of the enormous Main Mansion that spread for acres beyond, with the sunset directly behind it, adding an orange glow to the exterior, Rosè Yang felt her anxiety reached its peak.

She nervously licked her bottom lip, squirming in her seat as her heart pounded rapidly. Throughout her long friendship with Lalisa Park, she rarely met Madam and Master Park. She remembered the majority of their childhood was spent in the Yang Mansion, and not in Lalisa Park's house. She was not sure why, but as a child, she was too terrified to enter this place.

Seeing it now, she was confused about her fears. This place was as majestic as a grand castle, resembling the Buckingham Palace in Europe. Windows that stretched for miles, heavily protective gates, lush trees lining the road leading up to the house, and armed security guards spread out by a few feet, it was surreal to come here.

What was so scary about this place in the best for her to refuse coming here...?

"You'll do fine." Park Jimin reassured her when he opened the door for her, offering her a helping hand. When she gratefully accepted it, a wry smile on her face, Park Jimin brushed back a few loose strands of hair that framed her heart-shaped face.

"Don't dwell on the negative thoughts. The more you do, the more you'll end up believing the nonsense." Park Jimin placed his hand on her small back, his fingers spread while he guided her towards the trunk of the car where she took out the neatly wrapped gifts.

"Lisa is also accompanying us for tonight's dinner." He specifically arranged for his younger sister to come back home, knowing how relaxed and calm she was around her. At times like this, Lisa was very useful.

"Okay." Rosè Yang bobbed her head, feeling the slightest bit relaxed. She turned to Park Jimin, smoothing out the non-existent creases on her gown. She took extra care of her outfit today, making sure to not damage or dirty it.

"Do I look okay? Is my hair messy? What about my dress? Oh, is my makeup smudged—"

"You look amazing." He automatically responded, his arms snaking around her to tug her for a quick kiss but she pressed her hand on his chest.

"No, you'll ruin the lipstick." She had reapplied a layer in the car and knew with his intense kisses, it would be smudged, and her brain would be too muddled.

"You can reapply it." He muttered, bending his head and lifting her chin, but she firmly used her palms to block his intoxicating lips.

He responded by holding her hand and kissing her individual fingers. "Then, I want two kisses later." He muttered, greedy for more.

The entire day, she refused to kiss him, except the one this morning and he was growing more impatient as the day went on.

She nodded, her mind not fully comprehending his words. She was too occupied at the idea of meeting his parents.

Little did she know, Madam and Master Park had seen everything from the window.

"Did you see that? She was able to keep my son in check and denied him the kiss!" Nam Heejin, Park Jimin's mother, nudged her husband, not believing the scene in front of her.

No one in this world dared to reject his requests. Her little Emperor always got what he wanted! But here he was, curbing that short-temper of his to listen to Rosè Yang. When she heard his girlfriend was the same woman that Lalisa Park treasured since childhood, she was slightly happy, for she remembered how polite and lovely the woman was as a child.

The Yang's were a very reputable and respected family with good lineage and hefty wealth that nearly matched theirs. Having a military connection would bring the Park's heavy benefits when it came to Underworld issues.