Your nerves were on edge as you noticed Mr. Kim Taehuyng's sole focus on you. It had widened in recognition. Your anxious eyes and a slight shake of the head caused him to furrow his brows as he entered the double doors.

Mr. Jung's eyes were locked on you, where you were busy rearranging the glasses on the tray. "Everything alright Tae?" he asked the younger man, whose eyes were locked on you.

"Er...nothing, she seems to be familiar...but maybe I just thought so?"His gaze remained fixed on you as you politely smiled.

"I get that quite often, Sir..."You attempted to sound different. Modify your voice to sound more local. You can't, however, hide your slight French accent. Your amused eyes flash as you bite your lower lip and look down. He was well aware that you were Ms. Seo.

Mr. Jung gave you a calculated look and led the Bangtan Elites deeper inside. One who appeared to be a little older and very handsome greeted the crew cheerfully, and Ajij grinned and bowed deeply. He worked as the main waiter. He requests that the girls serve the guys some drinks.

As a few more people entered the big man cave, there was excited chatter. Mr. Jung occupied the top floor of his resort hotel. It has stunning views. Not only does it house his office and his PA's office, but one double door leads directly into his private imperial suite. He had two presidential suites in his hotel.

According to the crew, his man cave has a double door at the far end that leads to his magnificent suite, which includes a kitchen, dining room, and living room that leads into his king-size bedroom, with a 55-inch television in front of his bed, a personal spa that includes a private sauna, a walked-in rain-fall shower, and a lavish marble bath, ropes, and even slippers.

You just snort, because he is the billionaire owner of this magnificent hotel. You're hoping to finish your "community service" by tomorrow. Then you're done, and by Monday you'll be working full-time at the museum. You can't wait. These last few days have been exhausting for you.

The crew was more than capable of dealing with the chaotic Bangtan elites. There was a lot of laughing. You were fixated on the group's synergy.

One appears stern, but he smiles at the older one's dad jokes, and the latter has a peculiar laugh that goes as a windshield. It makes you smile. Even if you're standing behind the counter, handing out drinks to waiters to serve the group, you're aware of Mr. Kim and Mr. Jung's constant gaze on you. You were so nervous that you overflowed a glass or two.

Ajij was just raising his eyebrows to warn you to be cautious. The drinks are incredibly expensive. You scoff quietly to yourself. Why didn't they hire one of the restaurant waiters to assist them, instead? You don't want to be in Mr. Imbecile's presence. The man makes you nervous, especially with his calculating looks in your direction.

Mr. Kim and another handsome man with an adorable grin approached the drinks table. You inhaled deeply while putting on a polite smirk. Mr. Park was his name. You were pleasantly surprised when Bong-Cha casually mentioned the Brat society to you. Mr. Park was a flirt, and you could see him flirting with Hajoon a while back. She knows how to flirt back, but she keeps a respectful distance.

"Are you the new hire that Hoseok hired a while ago?"

Mr. Park mused as he examined you from head to toe. He thinks you're a stunning woman.

"Er...only casually," you politely say as you hand each of them a glass of wine. His smirk suggests that he knows something Mr. Kim Taehyung does not. Because he was standing there with his brow furrowed.

"Oh, is that so...? You're just a hire?," he grinned, taking the wine glass and touching your fingers, then winking, giving a slight head bow, and moving to where Ajij stood in front of the finger luncheon. You were perplexed by his apparent double meaning. What does he mean by 'you are just a hire'? Of course, you're just a hire, so what else are you here for? A younger Bangtan member inquired about the food options with Ajijic. Mr. Jeon was his name. Very attractive and somewhat quiet. His mouth was just moving as he ate the delectable finger lunch.

'So, miss...did we meet before?"Your gaze quickly returned to Mr. Kim, who was sipping his wine and staring at you with amusement.

You took a deep breath and said softly, "Yes, please pretend you don't know who I am. Mr. Imbe--I mean Mr. Jung--might have strange ideas and fire the entire crew because of me--I'll inform you later-- "He grins and smirks lightheartedly.

"I'm glad to hear that...so you're the girl? That cost my friend some valuable rest, Ms. Seo." He chuckled. He recalls Hoseok complaining to the Bangtan Elite gatherings about this French rude girl who always tried to go against him in so many ways. However, the older Hyungs thought he found the girl captivating.

You looked over to where Mr. Jung was playing a game of snooker with another Mr. Kim, a publisher. They were having a good laugh. And you were surprised at how hot Mr. Imbecile looked in his casual wear. He appears to be comfortable and...content with his brothers.

You gulped as you felt a strange emotion enter your heart, and you quickly suppressed it from your system. What is the matter with you? Why are you suddenly suffering strange butterflies wreaking havoc in your stomach? Your gaze lingers on his sharp jaw, his Cupid bow lips, and you can feel the heat rising through your body as your gaze falls on his open shirt, where you could peek at his well-toned torso as he bent over his cue stick over the pool table. He looks incredibly attractive and when his eyes caught you looking at him, you flushed slightly. That is highly embarrassing. When he caught you off guard, he smiled smugly.

You cast a glance at Mr. Kim, who had a knowing grin on his face. You take a deep breath in. Your cheeks were slightly flushed, and you chastised yourself for fantasizing about a taken guy...who you don't particularly like. He is the type of guy who gets on your nerves.

Mr. Kims' eyes lit up as he observed the interaction between you and his friend they were both discreetly keeping their gazes on each other when the other was not aware. Taehyung wanted to burst out laughing. When you raised your brows at him, he smirked. Mr. Kim must have noticed that. You just sigh. My word, why the sudden physical attraction? It's ridiculous. 

"No, it's a long and exhausting story...and I'm hoping he can relieve me of this burden by tomorrow, and I'll see you at the museum on Monday. Just don't say you know me--please...I don't want him to know about my business "You begged softly, your eyes darted a few seconds in Mr Jungs direction. 

Taehyung smiled, "Let's meet for lunch then...Monday, noon. I believe we can discuss the final security detail--" He nods and turns and proceeded to go where the rest of the boys are helping themselves to the delectable finger luncheon.

"Gosh these s guys are so good-looking," Hajoon exclaimed,flustered  as she reached you. You just nod.

"Yeah...they are. Are they all bachelors?" you inquired as you watched them all with interest.

Hajoon snorts, "I wish...Mr. Park is single, but he only dates famous models and actresses. Mr. Kim Taehyung is dating a Japanese model. Mr. Kim Seokjin...the one with the striped jacket, he's single, but we hear his PA has feelings for him... then Mr. Kim Namjoon...the one who's playing snooker with him Mr. Jung is also single, Mr. Jeon, the youngest, is married, and then there's Mr. Min. He is the most recognizable because he is a record producer and won a lot of international music awards. Gosh, he is scary but is happily married and he is the father of the cutest baby boy." she looked dreamy at the hot Hyung of the group.

"OK, and our own Mr. Jung is almost married?" you inquire. Because you've heard he's been in a long relationship.

Hajoon nods softly, "Yes, but he and his girlfriend are on a relationship break."

"What does this mean? Their relationship has come to a grinding halt." You seemed surprised. Strange.

She laughed, "Sort of...but they are madly in love with each other. She appears to be afraid of commitment, or she is just a career woman. Don't ask me how I know. I once overheard a conversation between him and his Eomma. Don't judge?" She muttered something.

You frown, "So they're still a couple, but not physically together? That is confusing. Where is she...his girlfriend?" you felt a strange stirring in your tummy when you hear about his relationship.

"She lives in NYC," Hajoon says as she stacks the dirty plates on top of each other." She works as a senior curator at a museum in New York City. We last saw her in Seoul almost eight months ago. It's extremely difficult for him. I can't imagine having... but not having a girlfriend. He is completely devoted to her. We never heard he cheated on her, and many women want him.'

"Perhaps she got tired of his bossy attitude..." you snort quietly.

"We've all heard you're in his "bad books' because you damaged his expensive sports car, so you're working your punishment off. The staff is ecstatic about your guys' antics...some of the staff members believe you two have real chemistry. He never paid attention to any of us. And some are envious of you having his undivided attention..." She muttered something. You appear embarrassed. What the hell? Chemistry? my butt! You wish he would just ignore you so you could live your life away from this hotel.

The 'Brat Society' had a great time together. They were watching a soccer game together and the amount of screaming that came from them was incredible. The chemistry between them was tangible.

Ajij was pouring more drinks for the guys. You checked your watch and noticed it was nearly four p.m. You can't wait until you get home. You're a little tired, and you haven't spent much time with Ha-ni and your aunt. You want to spend time with your cousin before the Cartier event. Your boss informed you that he wants a special screening of the diamond collection at a banquet. So you and your team, who will arrive soon, will have to pull that off as well. You even played models for certain diamond items.

The crew was busy clearing tables, platters, and wine glasses, as well as serving more wine to the guys. Hajoon placed it in the large crate so that the kitchen staff could wash it.

You're wondering when Ajij will tell you and the crew that it's time to call it a day. You quickly assist in gathering the remaining glasses. Mr. Taehyung asked you to pour him a glass of sweet red wine and bring him to the side where Jungkook and Jimin were playing darts.

You and Mr. Jung shared discreet glances following your conversation with Hajoon. He infused an unsettling feeling in you that irked you. You don't understand these intense emotions of sudden attraction toward him. You have no idea what these new feelings are that have made you so aware of this idiot. It's ludicrous.

Hoseok and his friends had a great time. They were also talking about Jin's brother's wedding in a few months.

Namjoon smiles as he notices Hoseok's gaze fixed on a particular waitress. They are all well aware of his altercation with a certain staff member, and Hoseok's attention is constantly drawn to this strange girl with her hair in a bun. It was confirmed that this French beauty was indeed the girl Hoseok had knives in for.

She appeared indifferent as if she wished she could be somewhere other than here.

Namjoon smiles softly, "So, the girl you were kept looking at is Ms. Seo from France."

Hoseok appeared irritated "Please excuse me! What is there to look at? She's an obnoxious little brat."

Namjoon pressed his lips together, trying not to laugh "Okay if you insist. She is quite beautiful to look at. Isn't the French language alluring and romantic--"

Hoseok furrowed his brows and give his friend a deadpan look, "No--"

Ajij looked at you as you nervously poured a glass of red wine for Mr. Kim Taehyung. You scoff inwardly when you saw him standing next to Mr. Kim Namjoon and the imbecile on the lounge side. Really. You can't help but groan.

You place the glass on the silver platter tray and excuse yourself from the bustling group to serve Mr. Kim Tae his drink. Something unexpected happens as you approach the trio. You don't know what occurred or how it happened, but you unceremoniously trip on something invisible, and in front of every waitress and onlooker's shocked eyes, the glass flew from the tray, and your eyes widen as it landed with all the red liquid spattered on Mr. Jung's chest., until it splattered into a million shards on the porcelain tiled floor. There was complete silence in the room for a brief moment. Then stunned gasps. As he slowly lifted his gaze from his soaked black Armani shirt to your stunning eyes, your jaws were almost on the ground. The group could hear a few soft snickers from his maknae -friends.

Mr. Jungs'eyes were enraged, and if looks could kill, you'd be six feet under. As he tried to retrain himself, you could see his chest heaving up and down. You gasped as you profusely apologized in French in front of the amused crowd.

Hoseok looked with dagger eyes to you, and yell annoyed as he pull his wet shirt away from his chest"WHAT THE HELL! essaies-tu de m'aggraver (are you trying to aggravate me! tu viens de le faire exprès(Did you just do it on purpose)?" he hissed through his teeth. Ajij and Hajoon dashed to help save the situation. Ajij looks at you with an annoyed expression on his face. How did this French girl ruin the boss's relaxing day with his pals?

'Mr. Jung ... je suis désolé s'il vous plait pardonnez moi ( I'm so sorry...please forgive me). It wasn't on purpose. It was a mistake."The French language coming from the couple sounds very romantic, but the tone shows that there was nothing romantic about the atmosphere. The boss was furious.

You became emotional as you knelt in front of his feet to assist Hajoon, picking up some of the broken shards while being careful not to cut yourself.

Namjoon attempted to calm Hoseok down because he looked upset.

"Hoseok...it was an accident; I don't think she meant to do it!"Namjoon pats him on the back.

Hoseok looks at his friend in astonishment "What a mishap. Nothing is by chance with this...this...arrogant girl. She always has something staged "He takes a deep breath and looks down at you with narrowed eyes. Hajoon was trying to make you feel better.

As the main waiter, Ajij believes it is his responsibility to take the blame for his team "Sir...I sincerely apologize. Noèmie is still new to waitressing. I'm sorry that we didn't have enough time to properly train her. I accept full responsibility for the mistake, sir "

You look at him, surprised, from where you were on your knees wiping up the rest of the spilled wine on the floor. Hajoon gave you a cloth to help you wipe. Bong-Cha moved quickly to place a new glass of wine in front of Mr. Kim, who accepted it with an amused smirk. The Bangtan Elites pity the girl on the floor. Hoseok can be completely unreasonable at times. But they were all aware that these two had a volatile relationship if you can call it that. This girl irritates him to no end...but they know there is some undeniable, underlying tension between the two that they don't want to confront.

Mr. Jung narrowed his eyes at Ajij, "It's not your fault, Ajij. She will accept responsibility for her own stupid mistakes. She will not get away with this- "His eyes were flashing. Ajij just nodded and apologized in your eyes. You just pursed your lips. It was a genuine blunder. You tripped because you were so nervous in their presence.

You and Hajoon apologize profusely to an unamused Mr. Jung. His eyes were still dangerously irritated in yours.

He gives Hajoon a small smile "Hajoon, you and the rest of the crew are free to go. Ms. Seo, on the other hand, will be in charge of cleaning and ensuring that this suit is spotless..."

Everyone looked surprised as a smug Hoseok exacted his revenge on a stunned Noèmie.

The Bangtan is well aware that they cannot interfere with Hoseok and his employees. You inhaled deeply as you bit your lower lip, trying not to insult him in front of his employees and club members. You simply nodded and proceeded to the bar area, where all the dirty crockery and cutlery were.

You looked at a solemn Ajij "Ajij I'm deeply sorry; it was an honest mistake. I was...nervous."You apologized. They were relieved that their boss did not scold them.

Hajoon hugged you sideways, saying, "It's okay, Noèmie. Mistakes happen."

Bong-Cha grins "At least, his suite has a private kitchen. just put it in the dishwasher, and the private maids will finish it up tomorrow. I need to get home. I have a 7 p.m. date."

You sigh dejectedly, "You're very fortunate. When he's like this, Mr. Jung will let me leave by 8 p.m. I'm aware of it." You noticed the Bangtan Club bowing and preparing to leave. Mr. Jung bowed and greeted the guys before exiting through the side door to his premier presidential suite... to change.

When the Bangtan Club was escorted through the side door by the PA's office, you looked deflated. Mr. Kim came and stood next to you where you had picked up the glasses crate  to take to the suite's kitchen. You're too scared to enter the boss's domain.

Mr. Kim smiled softly, "Don't worry dear, he'll cool off soon."

You scoff, "I doubt it. I'm sure he'll let me make amends with another day or two."

The others Bangtan boys offer an apology, and you simply bow as they all begin to leave the man cave. You sigh deeply, deflated. Why do these things always happen to you? You quickly go to the sofa areas and begin cleaning there. Fortunately, the cleaning utility room is hidden in a corner of the small hallway. You took out the broom and quickly swept the cave, vacuumed the carpet, and disinfected the surfaces. You put the scatter cushions back where they belong, and then you make sure everything in the man cave is neat. Now comes the difficult task of going inside the forbidden suite and carrying the crate containing the dirty glasses and plates into the kitchen.

You quietly open the dark slider door that leads inside the suite, your eyes almost popping out at the luxurious space. Wow! fit for a wealthy billionaire But you don't want to stand there admiring the place for too long because Mr. Jung is in his bedroom and you have a chance to quickly do the dishes.

You placed the crate gently on the marble counter and looked around with keen interest. The appliances were all from an international brand all shiny and stainless steel. From the coffee machines to the built-in microwave. You simply shook your head and began loading the dishwasher with glasses and plates. What a trying day. Some long strands of your hair had come loose and were hanging over your eyes. You blew them out of the way as you finished the tasks. You put the wines in the fridge, which was already full of the most expensive foods. It's so nice to be wealthy. You quickly wiped the counter and sighed.

You decided to return to the man cave lounge to await Mr. Jung's decision, hoping that he would be gracious and let you go. You know you'll have to order an Uber back home but then you felt a presence behind you and turned in fear. Mr. Jung stood there with his arms folded, unimpressed by you. He was dressed in a light golf shirt that accentuated his muscled arms and dark sweatpants. He looked hot with his hair still damp from her recent shower. Your heart was racing frantically as you felt shivers down your spine from his impressive physique in the small enclosed space.

He made your legs feel like jello, and the nervous butterflies erupted treacherously in your already nervous tummy. Especially with the silent calculating look, he was giving you as he leaned against the doorpost.

He narrowed his eyes as he observed your fidgety hands "Did you do it on purpose? Attempting to humiliate me in front of my staff members and friends. You must be overjoyed right now."

As you took a step towards him, your eyes widen with surprise "I didn't... Mr. Jung, believe me. I honestly just slipped on the carpet's edge. It was a mistake."

He didn't seem convinced; he's aware of your little vindicated trait."Oh, I know you by now. You wanted revenge attacks for the homeless people incident."

Your eyes widened, "I told you... It wasn't done on purpose. You know what? Why should I explain myself..., you're so self-important that nothing matters to you. You... are such a bloody jerk!!! -- " You felt yourself being pressed against the fridge, your eyes widening in shock as Mr. Jung silenced you mid-sentence with his hot mouth on yours...he just kissed you...a brief peck that made you lose your train of thought. Your mind was frozen, and smelling his alluring cologne made your legs feel paralyzed. All logic had been exhausted. His hand was simply pushing the back of your head against his face. Mr. Imbecile's simple closed-mouth peck rendered you speechless. As he lifted his hot mouth and quietly looked down into your wide, disbelieving eyes, you could only stare into his eyes as his forehead touched yours...what just happened?

He took a deep breath as yours mingled with his at that moment, then he asked softly, strangled, "Are you done?" He instantaneously removed his body from your personal space and left the kitchen, leaving you with open jaws.

Your heart was pounding like a drum as you blinked several times as you touched your lips to where his mouth had been a moment ago.

What the hell? You dashed after Mr. Jung as you saw him enter his office, standing next to his desk with a conflicted expression on his face. What the hell just happened in the kitchen? Hoseok wiped his brow as he remembered his body pressing against her petite frame. He lost all sense of logic when he suddenly felt the strangest desire to silence her ranting...by simply silencing her with a mere kiss...just a peck...it felt almost like a revelation...an epiphany...

Hoseoks' eyes widened as you stood in front of him panting and pointing with your finger in the direction you had just come from.

"Wait...what just happened in there?!!!" you were having trouble breathing.

He just squinted at you, unsure what to make of it. What made him do that? It wasn't even a kiss...just a close mouth peck...but the raging desire drove him almost to the brink of insanity.

Mr. Jung shrugged, "I'm sorry..."

"You...you kissed me. Why!" You seemed perplexed. What made him do it?

As nervous tremors run-up Mr. Jung's spine, he slides his hair backward. He could only stare helplessly into your flushed, confused face. He was as perplexed just as you were. You drove him insane, and then you pulled the stunt in front of his peers a few minutes ago but he can't explain his sudden desire to pull you into his arms and kiss you. You were like a seductive sorcerer luring him into a web. In that vulnerable moment, he was undeniably attracted to you.

"Ms. Seo...I apologize. It just happened. It was nothing, OK!!!" He turns around and leans against his office desk, his arms outstretched. You pursed your lips tighter as you rushed up to him, pulling his arm so he could face you. You need an answer immediately! right now!

Your breath was uneven as you stared at him, deep into his conflicted and with an undefined emotion that flashed through his eyes. He sighed deeply as he turned to face you, feeling a little vulnerable.

"No!! Don't you Flippen tell me it was nothing...you don't kiss someone and then claim it was NOTHING! "You hissed quietly. Your eyes were teary from the emotions that were coursing through you.

Mr. Jung raises his head and closes his eyes briefly as he stares at you with determination "Yes, you are correct...it was not insignificant... I wanted to kiss you... I want you-- "His face was pained.

"W...what?" you exclaimed in astonishment. As you stared up, it was as if your mind became empty.

You heard him mumble, "The hell with it!" and then his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you against himself. You felt a rush of desperation overtake you as he pulled your head backward and kissed you tenderly at first, giving you a chance to pull away, but you didn't, and with that indicating that you're not immune, he swiftly intensifies the kiss, causing you to cling to him. His insistent mouth begged you to let him in, sending deep shudders down your spine and evoking sensations you had never known you were capable of feeling. His trembling fingers were entangled in your loosened hair from the tight bun, falling like a luscious black silk curtain way down at your back. Your mouth was fighting back as you stood there kissing him back with all the yearning you had inside of you.

Breathing deeply, your heartbeat in perfect sync as he remained standing, and at that crucial moment, with your mouths still locked in passion, your arms encircling his neck firmly. His hands scoop up your thighs, lifting you up and gently placing you on his desk. The air was filled with excitement, awe, and...a hint of fear as you both realized in that crucial stage that the thick line had just become blurred as you...crossed the line...

...succumbing to temptation.

A/n Another update for my Hobi-stans. Hobi and Noemie crossed the line.

Thank you for your time. Please vote and share your thoughts. A shout-out to all the avid readers as well as the shadow readers. I appreciate you all.

1. Do you believe Noèmie and Hoseok's chemistry is genuine?

2. Do you think they're starting to fall in love, or was it just physical attraction?

3. Do you believe Mr. Jung will forget Jessica?

4. Will Noèmie be able to go on with her life after the encounter with Mr. Jung?