Y/N POV

"Are you okay?" Namjoon asked me when I finally came out of the bathroom.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I said as I held the towel tighter, feeling embarrassed. Even though I knew if he wanted to take my towel off there was nothing I would be able to do about it.

"Because your heart was pounding the entire time."

"I had a lot on my mind," I said and turned my head away so he couldn't see my blushing face.

"I'll wait while you get ready." He said and walked out of my room

I looked in the mirror and straightened my outfit. The outfit he picked out for me was a white blouse and a short black box-pleated skirt. I looked at my reflection and barely noticed myself. My long wavy hair fell to my hips, and my hazel brown eyes stood out against the blackness of my hair. I looked...beautiful, I knew I was attractive, but in this outfit, I looked less like a beautiful child and more like a beautiful woman. I decided to match my outfit with a pair of black high-knee boots.

After double-checking my reflection, I opened my bedroom door to find Namjoon leaning against the wall opposite my room door waiting for me, when his eyes fell on my bare thighs and cleavage showing a little, I saw his eyes flash red for a second

He took in my appearance head-to-toe slowly, so slowly that I started to squirm under his gaze a little

"You look gorgeous kitten," Namjoon said quietly as he closed the gap between us, pulling me to his chest.

"Can we go now?" I asked him while looking at the ground, afraid of looking into his eyes I knew what I would see, and I was afraid that I would unwillingly tempt him to lock us in my bedroom for the rest of the day

He chuckled and led me out to his Mercedes Benz, opening the passenger door for me, once we were both seated in the car I looked outside the window and let my mind wander off again. I began imagining when he would take me to his home, and the things he would do to me. It wasn't long until I noticed his soul-burning gaze on me that I pulled myself out of my thought and looked over at him.

"What on your mind little kitten?" He asked me with a smirk. He somehow knew what I was thinking about, and he seemed to be enjoying it.

"Nothing," I said quickly, putting my hands on my lap and squeezing my legs closed.

"I recall you saying that you would stop lying about your feelings to me." He stared as he continued to glare at me.

"You said I won't be able to deny you once I start living with you, does that mean you're going to rape me?" I asked, quickly changing the subject as quickly as I could. I felt bad when I saw him flinch a little when I said the word 'rape' but it was too late to take back what I said, when he flinched I wanted to apologize and beg him to forgive me, but before I could say anything he spoke.

"No Y/N, you misunderstood me, I know you want me but you won't admit it yourself. If you undoubtedly do not wish to have me then I will not force you. I told you I'll wait eighteen more years until you accept me, and I mean that. But if you want me and you tell me you don't, just to play with my feelings...Then the decision will be taken out of your hands." He said as he looked back at the road. His face was back to being emotionless I crossed the line now, and I knew I did, I regret it the second I said those words.

"I'm sorry Namjoon, I didn't mean to say that."

"Yes, you did." He snapped back at me

Before I could say anything else, we arrived at a company. It was bigger than the buildings in the plaza, it looked about sixty stories high with a big sign that read 'Kim Cooperations' on the front.

"Do you own this building?" I asked him as I stepped out of the car, he opened the door for me but didn't take my hand as we walked inside, I hated it when he held my hand, and I knew he was extremely pissed at me when he didn't

"Yes," he responded as we approached the elevator. He waited for me to enter as he pushed the top button out of the two on the console, it must be a private elevator, seeing that it only had two options. He didn't say anything more until we entered his office when he told me to sit at the small desk next to his.

His desk was made out of beautiful California redwood and stood tall and strong. Once he sat at the desk, It looked small and frail with him behind it. My desk was much smaller but made out of the same materials. Once he sat down, he started looking through a stack of paperwork and typing on his laptop. His long slender fingers flew over the keyboard so quickly that my eyes couldn't keep up.

There was a brand new laptop on my desk as well as a notepad and pen, he spent a lot of money and time having someone to put this together last night. Upon seeing what he did for me, I felt a lot worse about what I said to him in the car. I knew buying a brand new laptop and a whole ass desk meant nothing to him, but the thought behind it was what touched me, he was so excited for me to spend time with him and it showed, but I decided to fuck it up and act like an immature bitch.

I opened the laptop and started an instant message conversation with my best friend Mia, she was the only one who knew everything about me, including Namjoon the only thing that she didn't know was that Namjoon is a vampire, I couldn't tell her that no matter how much I wanted to.

Dumb Bitch 👽

'Mia I think I fucked up'

'Why what's wrong?'

I told him some stupid shit on accident and now he's upset'

'You managed to upset THE Kim Namjoon?! Tell. Me. Everything!!!'

And I told her everything top to bottom excluding the fact that he killed my boyfriend Han-sul of course, I just told her that he made him leave.

'Y/N even I have to admit that saying rape was crossing the line, I'm sorry If you hate me for saying that.'

'No I don't hate you, I agree and now that's why I feel like shit because I said it without thinking about it

'Make it up to him'

'Well, no shit Mia but how?'

'Lock the door and try to seduce him and make him break your desk, I mean he can afford a new one and going nearly 20 years without sex, you know he's going to break that desk 😏'

I gasped out loud, alerting Namjoon as he stopped typing and looked at me with a quizzical look

"Sorry, Mia said something surprising," I told him. He nodded and went back to typing without saying anything, Namjoon knew Mia he met her about a year ago.

Every six months Namjoon would come and check up on me to see if my parents had broken their promise and tried to harm me in any way.

After a few check-ins, I asked him why

Flashback

"Are you like a vampire guardian angel or something? Why do you come and check up on me every six months?"

"The night I made a deal with your parents, your father tried to sell you for one night, and when I told him I wanted you for good, he threatened to poison you. I keep a constant watch on you but I have to make sure that scumbag of a father doesn't kill you before I have you." He told me as we drove back home from school

When we arrived at the house he spoke again "Y/N you need to be careful, they have tried to sell you ever since I claimed you. The only reason that I didn't kill those useless blood bags is that you deserve to be raised by your real parents"