Jumin didn't call you back for several months. Things had picked up at his company and he, unfortunately, didn't have even an evening for you. It felt perverse to hire you for only a night time meeting at this point, although he was sure you would still come. He wanted to take you to dinner, he wanted to hear you talk.

"Am I in love with her?" He mused to himself.

"With whom?" Jaehee asked, surprising him. She had apparently been sitting directly in front of me. "Excuse me for asking, but you have been staring into space for a while... and the others are a bit worried about you, sir."

"No one." Jumin sighed. "Just a thought. Do I have any free time this week?"

"No, Mr. Han. It has not changed since you asked me this morning." Jaehee let out a tired sigh discreetly. Who had gotten her boss so tripped up? "Are you sure you wouldn't like to speak to someone about this? It's--"

"If it is not interfering with my work, then the answer is no. Stay out of my business." Jumin was quick and harsh. He would have continued, but he noticed the messenger getting busier. He and Jaehee looked down at their respective phones. Jumin noticed a message directed at him from Zen and he furiously typed back.

Jumin slammed his phone on the table, cracking the screen and scaring Jaehee.

"Cancel all of it. Everything for the day. I'm leaving."

"Over Zen's childish--"

"Yes! Yes, over being insulted like that constantly! I don't care if I'm the childish one, I am leaving and going to do something I want to do! Don't contact me!" The door slammed shut behind him and his suit jacket waved in the wind he was making. He was still gripping his phone by the time he reached his car in the company garage. There was no need to contact Driver Kim. Jumin wanted to be the one to drive. He was going to take control until the last minute. Until he gave that control to you.

"Hey Siri," He paused to allow the AI to pick up his voice as he put the car into drive. "Call Ma'am." That was the name he had you saved in his phone as. Discreet, without being naughty, it was a perfect option. That and it put him into the mind space he needed to be in.

"Calling 'Ma'am'." the female voice replied.

As you lounged on your bed, thinking about what to wear to dinner tonight with your friend, your phone rang. Thinking it was the friend in question, you answered it without looking.

"Hey!" You chirped.

"Um, hello, YN..." Jumin's deep voice startled you into sitting up straight. "I really, really, really would like to purchase your time from you tonight."

"Oh, uh, when?" You looked at the clock. It seemed dinner would have to be rescheduled.

"Now. I'm outside your apartment." Jumin sighed. "I really just want you to take control. I feel like I've lost it anyhow..."

"Come up." You made the quick decision to bend the rules a little bit. He sounded so sad and you had to admit that he was an awfully attractive customer. "I'll let you in."