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The servant gave me a small smile, heading toward our room. I wasn't about to run toward the room, so I just followed behind, hoping that Jake wouldn't immediately reach for his drink.

I was panicking, my heart beating fast as the servant entered the room, and I was a little bit behind.

I began to slightly run, up until I made it into the room, just as the servant placed the drink on Jake's side of the table. I sat down beside Jake, and as he took his drink from the table, bringing it up to his lips, I took it off his hands.

He stared at me, a slight furrow in his brow.

I leant into his face, closer, whispering something in his ear.

"He's put some kind of powder in there." I whispered, turning to face the front again, calmly as if nothing was said.

Jake took the drink out of my hands, observing the glass from the sides, and just as the servant was going to leave, he spoke.

"Wait there." He demanded, and now all eyes were on me, and then on Jake.

The servant turned around, giving a small bow, Jake bored his sharp gaze into the servants, if he looked at me like that, I think I would've dissipated into thin air.

"Yes?" The servant looked a little worried now, the colour disappearing off his face as he gazed back and forth at me and then Jake.

"Take a sip of this for me." Jake brought the glass up, waiting for the servant to take it off him and do as told.

"Oh no, I cannot, it's too expensive. I could not." He chuckled nervously, scratching the nape of his neck, and I just knew his heart was beating rapidly.

"You didn't pay for it. Drink up." Jake still insisted, the servant swallowed, giving a nervous chuckle as he looked around, it was deathly silent in the room.

But the servant took the drink into his hands, shakily, it almost spilt from the outskirts of the glass. He brought it up to his lips, barely dipping them in, and then retracting immediately.

"I'm sorry. I really can't." He wiped his lips, breath quivering.

Jake tilt his head to the side slightly, leaning back and folding his arms as he didn't take his gaze off the guy once.

"Is that so? How come?" Jake sounded too fine to be true right now, and I just observed, watching as he completely dominated the entire room with his presence alone.

Before he could reply, another servant came in, and looking at the confrontation of the other servant. His face quickly went pale - the two seemed to be working together or some sort.

Jake fixed his focus on the other servant now, moving his arm with the glass to the other servant.

"Take a sip." He demanded once more, and without any words of resistance, the servant took it, taking a big gulp.

The other servant watched, panic-stricken as the guy began holding his throat, coughing, choking, turning red immediately, up until he turned purple, and died straight onto the floor.

Jake gave a chuckle, then placed his hand over my eyes, pulling something out of his pocket with his other hand, and clicking it.

Then, three gunshots ripped through the air, his hand still firmly pressed on my eyes as the front door swung open, and a moment of shifting was heard.

When he finally took his palm off my eyes, I looked to the floor where I last saw the two guys. Now, there was nothing but a few specks of blood on the floor.

I gazed over to Jake, who just looked over at me, his jaw clenching slightly. His eyes examined my face thoroughly, and with his hand, he grabbed my chin, bringing my ear to his lips.

"Thank you, baby." His whisper sent shivers through my spine, and not only that, but where the fuck did the nickname come from?

I was stunned to say the least, swallowing all this nervousness down as they resumed the conversation as if nothing had just happened.

This guy was clearly no ordinary guy, nor a businessman, or whatever he said he was before.

He continued talking to his friends, as the world blurred out to me. Jake turned his head, showing his neck, and as my eyes trailed down to the nape of his neck, a prominent tattoo made it's way in my field of view.

The small black ink, the simplicity of the tattoo. The tattoo that made my heart drop to my feet alone.

S.J - printed on the back of his neck, which meant one thing only.

This man, was Sim Jaeyun himself.

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guys i want to suck him off bye (if ur gonna hate on me because i said this I KNOW FINE WELL YOU WOULD SAY THIS TOO DONT LIE)

i need jake in my life please

PLEASEPLEASLPELPASLEPASLEPALEPASLEPALSEPSLEPAESLPASLEASPELSAPELPESLPSEAL

anyways its finally getting pretty juicy ig....

not sure when next update will b!!

either way

c u later! <3