𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

We were the only ones on the lift, and to make matters worse, we were on the seventeenth floor, which meant that we had a long way to go before we reached the ground level.

Jimin's eyes seemed to be glazed over as he continued to stare at me with an unknown look in his eye.

"I'm sorry-" I began to apologize as he moved towards me swiftly.

"Don't ever walk away from me again," he snapped, pinning me up against the elevator wall.

I stared up at him in shock, my mouth parting as he moved in closer.

"Do you understand?" The closer he got, the harder it was to focus on what he was saying.

"Yes," I breathed.

"Good," was all he said before he wrapped his hand around my neck and slammed his lips onto mine.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Veronica is a average twenty-year-old and is now in search of a job.

Her wish comes true when billionaire park jimin announces that he is in need of a new personal assistant. Veronica would've never thought in a million years that she would have gotten the job, but she did.

And now she is starting to realize that she is in over her head with nobody there to save her, or so she thought.