Jane's POV:-

I was completely dazed out for a long while before I gradually remembered that the handsome man who's forced me to sit in his car is Kim Namjoon.

I wonder why is this man behind me? Maybe because he wants revenge.

A few minutes later, he entered the car. I stayed silent so did he, his expressions were ice cold.

The driver started the car and there was an awkward silence between us. Just as the driver applied brakes, I jerked forward as I didn't put my seat belt.

I gulped sitting back straight still lost in my realm. I didn't turn my gaze at the one sitting beside me but I could feel him clenching his jaw.

The next instant, I felt his strong lavender cologne enter my nostrils making me look at him who just got off his seat, tilted his body all over mine to grab the seatbelt and put it around me.

"I am sorry. I didn't know you were Kim Namjoon. I mean you always had a mask," I said hesitantly.

Each time I met him, I was so engrossed and tensed about the pending rent and other problems that I didn't even bother to look at him properly.

My inner goddess cheering, "Let it out  Ask him, no matter whoever he is, you need to know what's happening."

"Stop the car," I said but he didn't utter a word. "I said, stop the car!" I yelled.

"Keep driving, don't listen to her." He ordered and that was annoying. I couldn't stop myself and spatted, "Okay, I respect you, you're an Idol but honestly, this is my life and please, let me go. I work in that bar and I don't have any other job that pays me as it does. Stop the car and let me go."

"I am trying to help you. Now, better calm down and do as I say," he said.

"Excuse me, why would I listen to you? Let me out and stop interfering in my life. Open the door." I demanded and tried to open the door of the car in the middle of the road.

I was mad because, from the time he's been into my life, I've almost lost my job, I have no money and I can't lose the apartment right now.

"You don't understand, do you?" he gave me death glare but I didn't want to listen to him.

"Look, I don't need your help, stop showing sympathy to me, I'm fine. Now, stop the car," I said. I was furious, I unfastened the seatbelt around me being ready to leave and telling the driver to stop the car.

Immediately he held my wrist making me stop but I wanted to leave.

He held my wrist as I tried to get away but his grip but it was too tight. The same moment, he held both of my wrists in one of his hand pulling me closer him as the other hand was now gripping my waist. The car was still at a decent speed, the driver didn't stop even when I requested him.

He held my waist looking straight into my eyes but I kept struggling to move away.

"Let me go!" I gritted my teeth, he immediately yelled which got me shook, "Shut up! Just stop struggling will you?"

I creased my brows growing more worried. I knew he was angry, I stopped as his eyes piercing into mine, his jaw clenched, he seemed mad.

"From today onwards, you work with me, do you get that?" He said. I gulped as his eyes never left mine, his face was just inches apart as my wrist was held by him and the other hand tightening around my waist. With every word, he was pulling me towards him even more.

"You'll work with me where you'll get paid well with which you can complete your studies and keep working as well. Later when you don't need money, leave! That's a place where you'll be respected for your work, do you get that," he said.

I couldn't stop from taunting him, "Respect? You? The one who thinks I'm a prostitute is going to appreciate me?" I spatted in anger looking away and his expression changed into a soft one. "I didn't... I don't.. think," he shuttered.

This man sitting next to me is the one who, on the first day itself kissed me and was about to do something else as well until I begged for him to leave me is the same one who's talking about respect?

A tear rolled down my cheek as I sobbed looking away. He loosened his grip around my waist and my wrist drops of bloodshed on my wrist since the way he held my right hand caused a cut on my wrist which was due to the steel bracelet that I was wearing.

He looked away straightening his tie.
"Do as I say, you'll get paid well," he said and I turned my head looking out of the window.

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The car halted in front of an enormous building. He picked up his phone and got out of the car. The driver then opened the car door for me.

"What is this place?" I asked. "You'll be working here," he said. "Okay but as what?" I asked curiously.
He didn't answer. He walked ahead and I followed him.

I was admiring him. He keeps running his fingers through his soft blonde hair from time to time which is attractive.

"Do I work here as a cleaner? Like what do I clean? Staircases? I'll probably faint because there are so many here. It's such a huge place, "I got cut as I bumped into his chest.

"Ah," I whimpered as I bumped on his robust chest as he turned around.

"Will you stop talking," he said. I moved my gaze and whispered, "I just want to know what I'll do here."

He walked ahead and led me to a room and made me meet the man sitting in the cabin.

The whole place along with the people around looked so wealthy and I am dressed in a normal black skirt and a white shirt which makes me look like a waitress, the hem of my shirt now stained red because of the cut on my wrist.

I look so stupid in between these high-class people. I bowed in front of the man who shook hands with Namjoon.

"This is my producer, Mr Hahn and sir, this is Jane." he introduced me and continued, "Sir, I want her to work with us." The producer smiled, "Do you have to ask me for that son? Do whatever you want."

"This is how celebrities feel all the time?" I thought and kept thinking about how many floors will I be sweeping and mopping to get money, when will I study, when will I give exams, when will I become a teacher?

I have all these things going on in my head meanwhile I'm standing behind Namjoon, straightening my dress, trying to look formal. I feel so embarrassed right now as all these people, even the maids here are dressed up so well. This is the first time I felt clothes matter wherein back at Trivia, it was nothing like this.

"Fine then, she stays. What does she work as?" asked the producer. "My assistant, "Namjoon said.

"Kim Namjoon's assistant?" I thought as my eyes widened. I thought I was a maid.

"But you never wanted any, you are the only one who didn't have any assistants because you thought they were annoying and now you want one?" The producer asked with widened eyes.

"Yeah, she'll work for me." he said and the producer didn't ask anything else but looked at me."You can start working whenever he wants, since you'll now be working as his assistant, Welcome anyways!" He said politely. We shook hands and I bowed thanking him.

"Meet me outside," Namjoon whispered bending to my height as the producer got busy in his work.

My heart's beating too fast as I grew anxious about thinking why he wanted to meet me.

I went outside, a few people cleaning the place bowed at me as I greet them back. The next instant, I felt a slight pull and here I was, a dark corner as Namjoon was the one who pulled me here.

He pinned me to the wall as my mind kept thinking whether he's planning to kiss me again or something like that.

I was controlling myself to stop being so close to him as I put my hand on his chest to create some space between us.

"I am not educated much, you know that. How am I supposed to work as your assistant? I thought you got me here to be a maid but..." He cut me off, "We don't need maids here. You'll be working here as my assistant, my schedules, paperwork, keeping a track of my daily diet, gym, everything, is that clear? You'll be paid, 2000$ every month."

He held my wrist taking a closer look to the stain if the blood on the cuffs.
I quickly pulled my hand back moving my gaze at him.

"I will work, thank you and I understood whatever I have to do. Please let me know your schedules and I'll be there to..." he cut me off demanding, "Show me your hand," he demanded.

He pulled my right hand holding it tight as my bracelet started to hurt me again with his grip. "Ah," I whimpered. He loosened his grip, his eyes filled with concern."Where did you hurt yourself?" he asked.

"He did that and now, he's worried about it?" I thought and replied, "I'm fine. I'll take care of it."

I yanked my hand away but he glared at me, "I asked you something." he said. He moved my sleeves up looking at the bracelet.

His touch makes me shiver as my face reddens as well. "Control yourself, Jane!" My inner goddess chuckled.

"Don't wear such stuff which hurt you," he said. I moved my gaze elsewhere biting my lip controlling myself from getting emotional again, "This is the only memory I have of my mother."

He loosened his grip as his face sank.  Lifting his head and said, "Fine then, put a bandaid and take care of it. You start working from tomorrow. My driver will take you home, you'll be staying there." He said.

"Staying where?" I asked being confused but he already stormed off.

A moment later, his driver approached me, "Ma'am, Mr Kim has told me to take you home as soon as possible," he said and I asked him what he was talking about and he said, "To Mr Kim's house."

"What if I don't want to go with you?" I told the driver. He smiled and said, "Ma'am, these are the orders I've received from him, if I don't take you home, I might lose my job, he's quite strict."

He then scouted me to the car, pulled the door open and made me sit inside driving somewhere.

"How am I supposed to believe what's happening? What if he has some other plans for me?" My mind was filled with thoughts.

He anyways thinks I am a prostitute or something, what if he tries something? Does one night change everything? Why did I even meet him, though he's a celebrity, he's handsome but right now, my life's messed up, he's paying me quite a lot and that's strange?

My inner goddess cheers, "I guess the man is fine. He seems cold and very arrogant but maybe he has a soft side and that's the reason he's helping you."

The driver passed some papers towards me. "What are these?"I asked him."Ma'am, you'll have to read it, Mr Kim told me to give this to you, it consists of his entire schedule for this month, please do check it out and..." He stopped but I wanted to know so I asked, "And what?" He answered, "Ma'am, you're his first assistant, he never kept anyone before and yes, he's quite strict so do not disappoint him." I nodded.

I was just going through the entire agreement, my life is changing, there I was all motivated to work at Trivia and suddenly I reached here? Working for a celebrity?

"Sometimes, I feel like I've seen him before. That cold look, his crescent-shaped dark eyes or maybe, I am overthinking," I thought and concentrated back on those papers.

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A/N:-

So, she'll be staying with him now✨😏
Let's see what happens next!!!!