I wasn't sure where Mr. Kim was dragging me but surprisingly, I didn't care.

For some reason, he wasn't annoying me today.

He was actually somewhat bearable.

"So where exactly are we going?" I ask as I kick my feet up onto the dashboard of Mr. Kim's car.

He glances over at me and furrows his brows.

"You seem too nice today. Did you hit your head or something?" He asks. 

"Did you? Maybe we're both bipolar." I shrug.

He chuckles and shrugs.

"That's a possibility." He says.

"Okay but seriously, where are we going?" I ask.

The car comes to a halt and I look around outside.

We were in front of a house.

Not just any house though, It was Kai's parents House.

I knew because he had pointed it out in a picture before and I recognized it instantly.

"Why are we here? Is Kai inside?" I ask as I sit up in my seat.

"Don't get too excited. He isn't here." Mr. Kim says.

"Then why are we here?"

"I need to talk to his parents. It's best if you stay in the car."

Before I can even get a chance to speak he's already out of the car and walking up to the porch.

What the hell was the point of bringing me if I wasn't needed?

Speaking of Kai, he still hadn't returned any of my calls or texts.

I was worried about him.

I mean I slept with the guy for crying out loud, of course I worry.

After looking up and noticing that Mr. Kim is completely out of sight I take out my phone and call Kai.

As expected, I get voicemail.

I wonder if Baekhyun has heard from him?

That is his best friend after all.

I dial Baekhyun's number and listen as it rings.

On the third ring, he answers.

"Hello? Y/n? What's up?"

I had no idea why he sounded so confused.

"I was just wondering, have you heard anything else about Kai?" I ask, biting on my bottom lip as I waited for an answer.

"I haven't. Why? Have you?" He asks.

"No I haven't. I was calling to see if you had but I guess not. Thanks anyway." I say and hang up the phone just as I see Mr. Kim waking out of the house.

He was looking at me on his way over.

The first thing he said to me when he got in the car was:

"Who did you call?"

I look over at him with raised eyebrows.

"I'm not obligated to tell you that. Please don't tell me you're reverting back to your old ways. And here I thought I was just starting to tolerate you." I sigh.

He stares at me for a moment before starting the car and beginning to drive.

"If that's all we had to do I would like to go home now." I say as I flash a smile.

"Who said that's all we had to do?" He asks as he keeps his eyes on the road.

"Well what else is there to do? I'm bored." I say as I rest my head against the window.

"Oh you'll see."

                                         •••

I blinked repeatedly as I stare, shocked, at the three floor building in front of me.

"Well are you coming or not?" Mr. Kim asks with an impatient look on his face.

"Or not." I say as I turn back around and head for the car.

"You said you were bored and my house has lots of fun things to do." He says.

Was he rich or something?!

This place is huge and it's all his!

"I'm not sure this is a good idea." I say.

"I'll count to five and if you're not following me by then I'm going to throw you over my shoulder and carry you inside."

His tone of voice was anything but joking.

He was serious, dead serious.

"One..."

I take in a deep breath.

"Two.."

It's fine y/n. What's the worst that can happen if you go into his house?

"Three..."

Stop being a pussy and go!

"Four..it's like you're asking for it now."

My feet wouldn't move. It was like I was stuck to the sidewalk.

"Five."

Next thing I know I'm being throw over his shoulder and let me tell you bitch,

His cake was right in my face!

"Put me down. I can walk on my own." I say but he doesn't listen.

So I just dangle there.

All of this just seemed so weird.

This guy is my professor and yet here I am, being carried into his house.

What's could possibly go wrong?

Oh wait.

Lots of things.

                                         •••

When we finally get inside he sets me down.

I look around in awe at how big and cool his house was.

This was only the first floor too!

"Nice, right?" He asks but you could tell he already knew it and just wanted to flaunt what he had.

"It's awesome!"

I was gullible, what can I say?

"Feel free to look around. I'll go make some food." Mr. Kim says then heads in a different direction, leaving me alone with this beautiful house.

I mean he said feel free so that's what I'll do.

Somehow, I ended on the third floor.

This floor was definitely the coolest.

I swear this house had over thirty bedrooms.

Does he sleep in all of them?

That was a huge question I had even though it would definitely make me sound like an idiot.

This floor had arcade games, a theater room, and even a library.

Not gonna lie, I was amazed.

I would never in a million years have a house like this and I was wondering how the hell he had one at such a young age.

After all, he did say he was child prodigy.

                                           •

So far I had looked through every room on this floor except for one.

The door said keep out and so of course the only reasonable thing to do would be to ignore the sign and go inside right?

Right.

I pushed against the door and what was inside shook me.

I felt my eyes widen as I took in the scene in front of me.

A room lined with blood red walls and a huge bed covered in silk sheets.

In the corner of a room was a sex swing.

A fucking sex swing!

Holy fifty shades of Mr. Kim.

"Does keep out mean nothing to you?" A deep voice says from behind me and I jump as I turn to face my professor.

That's it, here is where I die.

Pray for ya girl.

Rip y/n 2018.

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