Hyunseung POV

I bit my lip. The scenery in front of me made me furious. He was flirting with a girl! How could he do this to me?

I stormed to them. “Ahem!”

I cleared my throat. He turned. For a second, his face changed but then he smiled.

“Hey, Princess Jang!” I shot him a death glare. He chuckled.

“Excuse me then. See you next time, oppa.”

Junhyung waved a goodbye. “Bye-bye, Bomi.”

I rolled my eyes in annoyance. He flirted in front of me, wtf!

“Hey, babe.” His hand hugged my waist. I stiffened my body.

“What’s wrong huh?”

“Let me go.” I said in cold tone. He looked at me.

“Are you mad of something? Tell me, what’s wrong?” He landed his chin on my shoulder. I bit my lips.

“Let me go, Yong Junhyung.” He turned me, facing him. I looked somewhere else, avoiding eye-contact with him.

“You’re mad with me…what did I do wrong, hum?” He asked. His plead made my heart beat faster. He never failed to seduce me with his voice.

Yes, one of the reasons I fell for him was his seductive voice. When he sounded serious or pleading, I found him so hot and y. That’s his love spell on me. I can’t resist his tempting voice.

“Babe…” He started to attack my cheek with his lips. I moved a bit.

“Stop, Junhyung. We’re in public.” He stopped.

“You made me want you now.” He breathed those words out. I pushed him.

“s! I hate you.” I crossed my arm. He stood in front of me.

“Baby, are you really mad at me?” I stayed silent.

“What’s wrong, hum?” I shot him a death glare.

“Don’t you know?” He shook his head. I snorted in anger.

“Yah, Yong Junhyung! Neol…” I pointed in front of his face.

I wanted to voice out everything but someone interrupted us.

“Hyungs, let’s go. The next schedule gonna start soon. We got to move.” I turned to Dongwoon.

He looked at us, weirdly. “Anything wrong, you two?”

Dongwoon asked. Junhyung quickly grabbed my hand and laughed.

“It’s nothing. I’m just playing with him. As usual if this princess got mad…” Junhyung said. Dongwoon smiled.

“Let’s go, hyungs.” Dongwoon said. Junhyung pulled me together with him.

“We’ll talk later.” Three of us walked to the basement.

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