blinks

blinks

Kwon Jiyong then moves to leave the wardrobe room. That unfreezes me.

"Wait!" I shout.

But the good for nothing monster continues to walk out the room. Ignoring me.

That makes me in panic mode. I begin to move as well.

"WAIT!!!" I shout mightily this time as I try to catch up with him but fell back again on the floor when the briefs got my legs.

I groan immediately at this. Damn!! I almost forgot the briefs! And this is also the reason why I need to catch Kwon Jiyong, fast.

"WAIT!!!!!"

But the jerk already left the room.

I stare at the closed door in horror, wide-eyes, disbelief look, stunned face.

I'm surely done. Now, I'm in a BIG trouble. 

--

I still have a wide-eyed look as I spaced-out at the wall in my quarters now. I still can't get over on what just happened earlier afternoon. I think I've been torture.

I still did not blink, I know I should worry about my eyes now, but my whole body just freezes and won't function everytime I think and analyzes what Kwon Jiyong just did to me earlier AFTER he caught me wearing his own underwear.

I groan remembering it. "AHHH!" I release my frustrations. I then bury the pillow quickly on my face.

What have I done?!!

Now the monster will have more reason to bully and torture me!!

"Argghhhh!" I groan again.

Just remembering the look and actions of Kwon Jiyong earlier makes me feel like I'm always on the edge! I feel peeing everytime.

My brute of a master ACTS as if he didn't catch me in my crime with his briefs! I SHOULD feel relief about it BUT everytime he thinks I'm not looking at him, this brute was laughing so hard IN SILENT! No sounds!

AND everytime I try to catch him laughing, he will act as if nothing happened, and will laugh so hard behind my back again!

It's so frustrating.

'He's enjoying this. I know it.'

And how I wish Kwon Jiyong will really laugh in front of me instead and get over it next BUT he chose to mock me behind my back instead...for a longer time!

I keep on waiting when will he really laugh at me.

And that's the torturous part! The waiting part! And I never like it! It makes me feel on edge like what I just did needs to be publicly humiliated but he chose to hide it for his own entertainment purposes instead! 

'Cunning jerk.' I grit under my breaths.

I know, I know, it was my fault for poking my nose in somebody else's things, and it was the jerk's underwear too! But I'm just simply branded-struck that time and never did I consider the possibility that the jerk will caught me.

Now, I'm under his mercy. Now, I'm under his torture.

I throw the pillow on the wall. "Ahhh!!" I then yank my own hair next, hard. I really want to bald my head for my own foolishness right now.

I then puff my bangs upwards. I then glare on the wall. 

"This need to stop." I decide. And the soonest as well before I diagnose my self as psychotic. I've been talking to my self too much.

I frown. "But how?"

I look upwards. I already guess the answer but I can't face Kwon Jiyong again soon after the torture I experienced from him earlier.

"NO!" I shout. 

But now or never. If I continue to pretend like I don't see him laughing behind my back then the torture will continue in the duration of my job here... or even after that! And I'm sure I won't have a peace of mind forever. I left an unsettling business here, if ever! I hate it!

I heave a deep sigh. I need to settle this. Soon.

--

I didn't bother to knock as I already let my self in inside Kwon Jiyong's room.

Jiyong is lying on the bed and barely glances at me when I entered before resuming watching something on his laptop. An expensive Dr. Dre headphones on his ears.

I grit in envy at this again but I roll my eyes quickly. I will deal my jealousy about his expensive things later. I need to deal with my personal matter with him first. 'Personal matter?' Huh.

I close my eyes at this. When I open them again, I almost caught Kwon Jiyong glances at me again with a SMIRK on his lips like he remembered something funny about me but quickly hides it and just watches back on the computer.

Grr. He still acts uncaring! As if!

But I need to calm down. 

I walk towards Jiyong and sit on the bed. I then nudge his shoulder, trying to get his attention from his laptop.

"Jiyong..." I purr. Whaa, I even purr. 

I'm desperate.

"Jiyong..." I purr again, nudging his shoulder. I already don't care if I sound a purring cat desperate for a master's attention right now. "Jiyong..."

Jiyong looks at me now. He even gets the headphones off him.

"What?" he asks me. And I swear, he almost laugh there too.

I pout as he acts to place back the headphones on his ear but I hold him back. He archs his eyebrow at this.

I try not to glare at him. 'You can do it, Dara.' You can act nice.

I try to smile a little at him.

Then Kwon Jiyong burst out laughing. "Ha! Ha! Ha!"

I knew it!! So much for acting nice.

But I let him laugh at my expense. Jiyong is even rolling on the bed now like this is the first time he laughed so hard like this.

I am so insulted right now but I didn't try to stop him. I just pout at him.

When he fell on the floor, still laughing, I realize I begin to laugh with him too. I don't know why but I feel like laughing with him.

Yeah, I'm so stupid for wearing his underwear.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!"

My gosh, he won't stop. 

I'm now kicking Jiyong on the stomach. He then grabs my feet after, pull it, making me out-balance and landed my back on the bed.

I bounce back and forth on the bed. Then Jiyong's grinning face greets me as he towers me on the bed.

"You're so funny, maid." he says.

I roll my eyes at him. "Are you done making fun of me?"

Jiyong laughs again, shaking his head. "You're so hilarious! I didn't guess you have a thing for underwear! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

I frown at him. "Please."

Then Kwon Jiyong suddenly stops laughing. I look at him and sees him grinning now AND staring at me. It feels so awkward.

"W-what?" I ask. Why I'm stammering? Geez. I know he will just make me a laughing stock again.

Kwon Jiyong still has his smiles as he glances on his laptop then look back at me. "If you just try for comedic roles and not the dramatic ones then you'll be easily recognized," he grins at my confused look, "since you don't have to try at all. Ha! Ha! Ha!"

I push him off me. "What?" I ask him, confused. "What are you talking about?"

Kwon Jiyong squats on the bed then grabs his laptop. "I didn't know you're an actress, maid." he said. "Dramatic maid roles at that." he then laughs again.

What!

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