Seokjin pov

After dinner, the families met up with other billionaire families at a lounge. Seokjin felt exhausted from all the undercurrent tension. He wished he could just take his car and drive away. If he can, just grab Samiya and drive somewhere quiet where they can be together, forgetting family expectations and stress.

Bang PD did text back and told him not to be concerned. His understanding made Seokjin feel safe.
During the lounge meetings. with all the legacy families, Seokjin got lots of admiration due to his handsome looks and idol status. Girls were overly flirty an even ignored Noodle, who was glued by his side. Some of the girls didn't care about his so-called partner.

His eyes roamed around the cozy lounge, but he couldn't see Alia and his soulmate, Mia. Alia told h
im that they came earlier that morning, but Vidhan and Surju wanted to explore Seoul, so they went out for the late evening and went for authentic street food markets just to relax before the full-day legacy event that will occupy them the whole day.

At 10 pm Mia called him and told him that she and Alia will stay in their hotel room, but he will see her brother and her 'fiance' at the lounge. She even described what her brother would wear so that she could recognize him.

Seokjin noticed two handsome Indian men enter, smiling an looking their charming selves. He saw Noodles' dad intercept the newest arrivals, and hands were shaken and cordial greetings were exchanged.

His Appa came and stood near where he and Noodle stood with cocktails, engaging in a conversation with two congomerates' kids. Seokjin just wis
to leave; he was tired of socializing, and his batteries were almost depleted by the social overload and the boring small talk that he didn't care about. They only talked about their stocks and bonds, their investments, property and business acquisitions etc.

The girls were complimenting Noodle for her stunning looks; Seokjin just inwardly rolled his eyes, and his eyes only darted to the exit doors he wished to esape to. His mom and Noodles' mom were laughing and cnversing with champagne flutes in their hands with three socialite women, who were gossiping and putting down the expensive attire of the rest of the guests. His Appa was also in deep conversation, a whisky in his hand, sitting across from an Indonesian billionaire art collector.

After all the necessary mingling, Seokjin slipped out, but Noodle's high heels clicked behind him until she slipped in next to him in the elevator. Seokjin looked at her with a questioning look.

She snorted and just shrugged. "I'm sorry, I'm not going to stay in those boring conversations while you get away."

Seokjin sighed deeply. "I'm tired, Noodle. I just want to go and rest and forget my existence."

Noodle nudged his shoulders. "You're so obvious, Seokjin. I know your antics by now. I don't believe you want to go rest." She rolled her eyes.

Seokjin lifts up his eyebrow. "Oh, you think you've figured me out... I'm not playing games, Noodle. Your and my family stressed me out. This weekend is a nightmare."

Noodle sighs and turns her face to him. "Why are you so negative, Jin? Is the thought of marrying me so disgusting?"

Seokjin looked incredulously at her frustrated expression. "You even asked me that stupid question. I have nothing against marriage, Noodle. But whom am I getting married to...now that's the question. I want t marry my soulmate, not a rigged wife. You can go, Tarnished, now."

Noodles' eyes got misty as Seokjin saw her mouth trembling. "You have no idea about the amount of stress I'm going through, Seokjin. Did you see Hoo Yeonjun? How smug he looked. Do you see me as the wife of that big hippo? If it's not you...it will be him. Don't you feel any remorse in pushing me into those sausage arms?"

Seokjin looked amused at Noodles's scrunched-up face. "I do understand, Noodle. But my sentiments are still valid. I want to meet, see, and decide on my soul bond. I want  to see what I need to reject in order to take second best. I told you...if you insist on me as your husband, you'll be a very lonely, frustrated wife. I'm not going to have a marital relationship with you, ever. So, make peace with that fact."

The elevator was extremely quiet as they both heard a ping on their suite floor. Seokjin just gestured to her to lead the way. She just shook her head; an unhappy expression morphed her gorgeous face into a deep frown.

With exaggerated gestures she slipped the room keycard in the door, and they went in, silently.

Seokjin switched on the dim lights and sighed deeply as he let loose of his tie as he walked to the lounge area. He could feel the weariness in his bones. Gosh, if he could just have Mia in his arms, he would have the sweetest rest, but no, this weekend already brought out the restlessness in him.

Noodle looked at his movement quietly as she stood with folded arms, leaning against the open doorframe.

"You really want to sleep on the couch, Seokjin? You're tall, and it looks uncomfortable. Can't you just swallow your pride and share the bed with me?" She gestured at the king-size bed. It looked so inviting, with a thick duvet cover, soft pillows, and a thick blanket. But he'd rather sleep in a dog kennel than let Noodle 'accidentally' touch him.

Seokin looked at her with a mocking glance. "Do I look crazy? I'm not slipping into bed with you, Noodle. I'll survive, thank you."

Noodle groaned as she turned around in frustration. "Gosh! You are insufferable. If you want to refresh do it now. I did it before dinner."

She rummaged through the huge inbuilt cupboards and took out two pillows, a white sheet, and a warm blanket for him. And with meaning, she strolled to where he was seated, scrolling on his phone. She plopped down the linen on the nearby wingback chair and walked wordlessly back to the room.

Seokjin just chuckled softly, wondering what goes through her mind. Noodle never gave up so easily, but he hasn't got time to ponder. She was busy dressing in her pj's behind the class doors, while Seokjin covered his sofa with the linen to make it comfortable for himself. The sofa was luckily wide and long enough to fit his tall frame.

Noodle stood in the doorway watching him quietly; when he noticed her presence, his eyes widened as he looked at her with narrowed eyes. A smug smile tugged at the corners of her lips, a strange glint in her eyes. She saw the emotional shift in his expression, thinking that he might find her attractive.

She was dressed in a very skimpy deep burgundy crimson-colored two-piece silk pajama short set, which was both stylish and sensual. The top has tiny spaghetti straps and lace, while the bottom is soft, sheer, and flowy fabric that flows down from the bust.

She stood with folded arms around her torso that subtly enhanced the soft rounding of her chest area. The shorts that go with it are made of the same silky, semi-sheer fabric with little dots that seem like rhinestones and catch the light brilliantly. It was very short, and her well-formed legs were seductively crossed.

Seokjin just shook his head. "Whatever you try to do, Noodle won't work." He told her flatly. He walked past her, straight to his luggage on the chaise, and took out his personal brands of toiletries, his dark grey pj pants, and a white sleeveless vest and walked into the bathroom. Her eyes following him.

He turned and looked at her before closing the door. "Would you mind...giving me some privacy?"

Noodle just narrowed her eyes and scoffed, "You're such a bloody jerk!"

He just chuckled as she heard the shower open. Fuming, she quickly snapped a photo of herself on the bed with Seokjin's luggage visible nearby, and she quickly tiptoed and quietly opened the bathroom door. Seokjin was singing, and the room was filled with thick steam. She smirked and posed seductively with Seokjin behind a steamed-up frosted glass shower, his back towards her, unaware. 

She quickly took a selfie, slipped quietly out, and sent it to Alia with a caption: "Guess who's sharing a bed tonight?"

Her heart thumps erratically with anticipation. She got Alia Bhatt's contact details on one of her forms she managed to steal from her registration file.

And with an innocent grin, she got on the bed and texted Joy about her newest scheme.

No girl will take it easy with her boyfriend sharing an intimate space with a sexy ex-girlfriend/fiancée. Any girl will feel secure.

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Seokjin felt liberated inside the hot shower. The weariness left his body instantly. When he was done, he dried himself, and he wrapped a towel around his hips. His hair was wet and silky on his head. Just as he was about to enter the bedroom, drying his hair, his breath hitched.

Noodle was lying on the bed, seductively caressing her air down her shoulder and chest area, looking at him with desire. The water dripples on his broad shoulders, his magnetism made Noodle all hot and bothered. Seokjin's breath hitched in his throat at so much seductive power, but the effect wasn't there. If Mia even licked her lips, he was immediately turned on, but Noodle was like a true wet noodle. No substance.

Noodle pursed her lips. "Just accept it, Seokjin...you can resist this. No man can resist whatever is in front of him."

Seokjin looked amused at her. "Sorry to break your bubble, but I'm only attracted to Indian girls." He scrunched up his nose. "Your thin frame and lack of assets doesn't really do it for me...sorry. Even if I was starving, I'll settle for a cockroach rather than you—"that insult cut deeper than what he expected.

Noodle jumped up with fury, grabbed the small pillow, and hurled it at him with resentment. "You...you—" She couldn't formulate the right comeback in time. She just scoffed and walked out of the room, banging the door shut behind her.

It gave Seokjin time to dress in peace. Noodle was quiet but paraded the whole event before him, tying everything to work on his resolve. As if he will fall for her tactics. He closed his luggage bag and rolled it out to the lounge area, placing it near the window.

He calmly took the sofa instead, stretched out, and kept himself busy on his phone. A soft smile grazes his lips as he types and scrolls down.
Noodle with a voice tainted with bitterness "You're impossible! You don't even try to make this work...what do you see in that model? She isn't even that pretty."

Seokjin looks up, his face deadpan. "Because it's wrong to be in the same suite as you. And I'm not a cheater, Noodle. How can you expect me to sleep with you if I'm involved with another girl? Jeez!"

Noodle shook her head and flipped her long glossy hair over her shoulder. "Fiy. Your parents will never accept an Indian girl. If your own dad rejected his blue-string soulmate...who are you? You will be delulu if you think we're not going to get engaged. You're single and still under your family's control. Tell me seriously, would you renounce your birthright...family legacy and dynasty for someone less than you?"

Seokjin took a deep breath intake as he clenched his jaws, and with hardened eyes that could slice through steel, he said, his voice icy like a glacier, "Fate doesn't care about race, Noodle. It cares about truth. I'll wait for my soulmate and take my chances. I can look after myself and build my own legacy, and Alia is more famous than you. She was already well known in her country before BTS even thought about debuting."

He could see how she tried not to scream her frustrations.

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Meanwhile:

Alia received the damning text while Sami was in a hot bubble bath; she was horrified but stayed quiet. She didn't want to disturb Seokjin, but she instantly knew that she couldn't tell Samiya about the damning pics. Samiya is already feeling vulnerable, especially with Vidhan's subtle advances that made her uncomfortable. Seeing this will upset her friend too much. She'd rather deal with it.

She checks on the closed bathroom door and sends a quick text to Seokjin.

"Are you sharing a room with your so-called fiancé? Did she send some sexy pics to upset me or Sami?"

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A/n: An explosive combination in one room.

Thank you for all the reads,votes and comments.

1. Do you think Seokjin should have been more harsh with Noodle?

2. What do you think about Seokjins restraint?

3. Was Noodles tactic a low blow or just desperation?

4.Would you have trusted Noodle?

5. What was your favourite scene?

6. How do you think Mia will react to the photo?