3 Chapter 2: KITTEN

Mirae whisks you down the stairs without a word, her legs almost stumbling over themselves as she pulls you through the entry way and sitting room in a hurry. She bursts into the kitchen with you finding solace as Three cleans the stove. Mirae grabs the broom and the dust pan before turning to you, her neat bun becoming disheveled.

"He never asks for anyone in his office to stay after they are done." She says making Three look over confused.

"Don't talk to him, don't make it seem like you enjoy being in his presence. Be cowardly, just nod your head and give the occasional Yes, Sir. Okay?" Why was Mirae so nervous? What is going on in her brain to make her so frazzled like this.

"Sir Jimin requested her? To stay in his study?" Three asks surprised, you can hear jealousy encasing her voice and you feel embarrassed. You didn't want to be an outcast already on your first day! Nevermind the fact that you're all imprisoned here for all eternity. You can't have the other maids hating you already.

"Y/N? Did you hear me?" You nod to Mirae as she hands you the cleaning implements, Three rolls her eyes before scrubbing the stove harder. Pretending to pick up dirt off of the already clean appliance. She must have a crush on Jimin, which seems reasonable since he is so attractive. You grip the broom in your dominant hand before sighing.

"I'll be quiet." You tell her and she visibly relaxes.

"Sir never keeps women around. Just do your duties and go back to your room, okay?" You give her determined nod before looking uneasily at Three. She folds her arms throwing the cleaning rag on the counter. "Well go on! Sir is waiting."

Your hands were sweating, you felt thirsty and you couldn't bring yourself to knock on the office door. You stand feet planted in front biting your lip nervously. Would you be punished already on your first day? You haven't even done anything yet. Or, maybe that was the problem. Maybe you should have sprung into action thinking about how grateful you could possibly be to Jimin to give you a start over at life. You sigh loudly, just clean and sit with him. Pretend to be dumb and just nod, be mute, and go back to your room. That's it. That's all you have to do. You raise your hand knocking on the door twice. You tilt your head, was it two or three? You were so nervous you couldn't remember.

"Enter." You hear Jimin say, you were right it seems. The wooden door swings open and Jimin is leaning against his desk. His thick legs on display as they press against his suit pants.

"Come in." He says with a smirk. You step inside minding small shards of glass before holding up the broom.

"Go on." You could feel his gaze boring into your body. Your skin feeling as if it would catch on fire. You begin to sweep, hands shaking as you gather the broken shards of glass.

"I really fucking liked that vase that Jeongguk broke. It was a Joseon Dynasty mint condition vase that King Sejong had commissioned himself." You knew he had money to obviously have a house this nice but how much money did he have that he could buy such a piece of history. Jimin walks past you after you had cleared a path through the glass, he shuts the wooden door and you hear the lock tumbling shut. You close your eyes for a second, you were getting in trouble. You hastily sweep trying not to pay attention to his shadow on the floor. It gets longer and longer and you know how close he is to you. Your back screaming with discomfort. You go to step and a piece of glass lodges inside of your foot. You bite back a gasp as you step on to your tip toes trying to free yourself from the pain. The pain radiating throughout your leg as you hurriedly sweep the contents into the dust pan. It was a small piece of glass but sometimes the smallest cuts hurt the worst.

Jimin walks around his desk before sitting, his eyes trained on the floor as blood droplets begin to gather on his oak wood flooring. He looks up at your face quickly, noticing how calm you were. His eyes going wide as you casually lean down and yank the piece of glass from your skin. He doesn't comment how enrapturing you look unphased, but he couldn't help but think it. You don't notice the blood on the floor, but you do notice Jimin as he presses his hands into a prayer like formation before bringing them to his lips.

"Very good. Kitten, can you pour me a glass of whisky please?" He points next to his desk, a small golden table adorned with a whisky bottle and two glasses. You nod to him setting the dust pan against the wall. Trying not to limp you approach the golden table.

"Make that two." You look over at him and as your eyes meet his eyebrows flicker up in amusement.

"Don't you drink, kitten?" You don't respond as you pour two glasses. Your hands shaking slightly and Jimin would be blind if he didn't catch it. You were nervous and he didn't like it.

"Relax, kitten. You're safer in here than out of this office." His words bringing unjustified calmness to your mind as you hand him his glass. He points to the seat Seokjin sat in not to long ago.

"Please, sit." Your hands grasping at the whisky glass as you step on your foot. A groan leaving your lips as the pain shoot upward. You bow your head as an apology before sitting down.

"You interest me, kitten." Jimin's voice filled with wonder as he leans forward taking a sip of his alcohol. His many rings tapping against the glass as he looks at you merrily. Why do you interest him? Why did he even bring you here?

"I'm sure Mirae has told you but I never ask my girls to come in and sit with me while I unwind from my day of work." You nod, what work does this man even do?

"Two, Three and Four are all so...boring. So meek." You couldn't begin to understand why he was telling you what he is but you tilt your head as you smooth out your dress. Your brain consistently telling you he isn't a bad person. But, he could be manipulative and you need to be wary.

"Drink, kitten." You stare at the dark liquor in the glass, watching it slosh around in the cup. You have been dying for a drink, parched for one even but you shouldn't.

"I won't ask you again." His voice, the sternness has you lifting your glass and parting your lips for the burning alcohol. He smiles happily before leaning back into his chair. He crosses his legs and puts his hand underneath his chin.

"I'm sure you have so many questions, care to ask me any?" You clear your throat before looking past him up at the portrait of him and six others. Jimin sits in the middle while the rest of the men stand around him and you can't help but find the humor in the photo. Your face quirking up into a smirk as you take it in. Jimin follows your eyes before chuckling.

"Those men work for me." Seokjin and the newly discovered Jeongguk flanking Jimin as they stare down the camera. You nod before taking another sip of your liquor. Jimin sighs as you eye him uneasily.

"Listen, kitten. I want to hear your voice. Don't make me get up." Would it be okay if you talk to him? Would he somehow use it against you later? You don't even know this new master.

"Why are you calling me kitten?" Jimin sits up straighter as you speak your first full sentence to him. He tilts his head before taking a breath in between his teeth.

"You remind me of a painting I have." You think you know the one. Jimin's fingers carding through his hair as he smiles at you, "You have a nice voice. I would like to hear it more often." You raise an eyebrow at him and Jimin just laughs.

"I like people that can't control their facial expressions, it means your bold and strong. You have strong opinions." You take another sip, the alcohol burning your esophagus as you lean back into the chair.

"Y/N." Jimin calls to you and you nod.

"Sir?" He frowns before putting his head back to the chair.

"Will you come spend more time with me?" You stare at him as he licks at his plush lips.

His eyes staring at you intently, "If Sir requires me to." He doesn't like that answer. Jimin scoffs before standing up.

"Do you know why I took you?" Now, this you were curious about.

"I took you because you didn't deserve to be held up and not fed because your family fucked up. It wasn't your choice to be in that situation, it wasn't your fault." You felt grateful towards him, he walks around his desk before leaning back onto the desk in front of you. Again, his thick thighs straining against his thin pants. You swallow before looking up at him.

"I'll tell you a secret, hmm?" You sip on your whisky before giving him your full attention.

"When you are with me, you aren't like the other girls. Okay?" You roll your eyes which makes him smirk.

"I bet you say that to all your new maids." He chuckles before putting his hand on your shoulder. His warm hand radiating through the fabric.

"Listen, kitten. I think you'll come to see that I'm a different kind of guy. Mirae can attest to it. She can attest to a lot of things she has seen with me." Maybe that was why she was so afraid before. You drink the rest of your glass in one gulp before standing.

"Can I go now, sir?" Jimin looks down at you with a smile.

"Of course, you aren't a maid when you're with me. You don't have any more questions for me?" You had a shit ton of questions for him but you couldn't bring yourself to them. Even when you have this liquid courage running through your veins. Although, you did have one question.

"What is your job? How do you have so much money?" You set the glass down on the desk before walking through the chairs and grabbing the dust pan and broom. Jimin opens his mouth into an O before nodding.

"Good question. You'll find out kitten. Let's just say I...I get rid of unnecessary complications in peoples lives." You blink twice and Jimin laughs at your confusion. "You'll see. Soon."

You lay in your bed staring up at the ceiling before hearing a small knock on the door. You sit up quickly before looking at the clock. It was 10 o'clock this is against the rules. You tip toe over to the door before quietly opening it. A girl you have never seen before stands in her pajamas, her long brown hair over her shoulders.

"I'm One." She pushes past you and you furrow your eyebrows. She sits on your bed as if she owns the place. She looks like a model as you take in her perfect stature in the dim lighting. She had almond shaped eyes with high cheek bones. Her lips were the perfect size, plush and perfectly pink.

"So you took my room." You tilt your head before leaning against the wall feeling her dominating presence radiating throughout.

"Took your room?" She nods before stretching out her long legs.

"This used to be my room and now I have to share a room with Three because of you. She won't shut up about today, by the way." This information is new, why did you get One's room?

"She's jealous because she thinks Jimin is interested in you, which would make sense. You're a cutie." Her playful tone makes you feel relaxed and you find yourself sitting on the floor in front of her, knees drawn to your chest while you wrap your arms around your legs.

"Won't we get in trouble if someone catches us?" One snorts before throwing herself back on her bed.

"Five, listen-"

"Y/N. My name is Y/N." One smiles widely, "I'm Hyejin." You nod your head to her and she does the same.

"No one is going to catch us. People follow rules here. Unlike us." You raise an eyebrow, "How do you know I don't follow rules?"

"I heard you talking to Jimin when I was done cleaning Jeongguk's room. You have a lot to learn about this place. I thought I should give you a lesson, seeing as how we're stuck here."

Hyejin was comfortable to be around, quieted giggles emitting from the room as you sit next to her on the bed learning about this Lion Mansion you now live in. How Jimin so ardently loves his Persian cat that is worth more money than you and Mirae put together. Hyejin tells you how much fun it can be if you don't play by the rules.

"I'm a maid but at the same time, I'm not. Mirae isn't in charge of me, Taehyung is."

"Taehyung?" Hyejin gives you a nod, "Jimin's best friend and right hand man. You'll never really see him and if you do you'll feel like you've been punched in the gut by how attractive he is." Infatuation wrapping around her words as she tilts her head.

"I was Jimin's when I first got here. I did as Mirae said but then I saw TaeTae and we ended up clicking. Sneaking out to the garden at 10 o'clock at night, going out on...excursions. So he told Jimin to give me to him as a present for his birthday. So he's my man and I'm his but I still clean and sleep down here for Mirae's sake. It makes it easier on her old soul." You notice how Hyejin's ankles are free of the perimeter device.

"So if Jimin is wanting you to hang out with him you should do it. He's not a terrible person, he might even learn how to have emotions while hanging around you." Have emotions? He's always really smiley when you were around today. You tilt your head and Hyejin giggles.

"Don't worry. Just stick with me." She winks at you before looking at the clock.

"I should sleep before tomorrow's early cleaning. Later, Five." You smile widely as she stands and stretches up towards the ceiling before heading over to the door.

"Oh! If you see Mirae don't tell her you saw me at all. I should be like a ghost around here. Okay?"

"Okay." Hyejin smiles at you before leaving through your bedroom door.

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Three picks up the silver platter for Jimin's breakfast before Two clears her throat as you wipe the counter making you look up. Seokjin enters with another man, silver hair in his eyes as he looks over at you. He bows his head before giving you a smirk, Seokjin looks at you before chuckling.

"Y/N, this is Yoongi." Three narrows her eyes at you before putting the metallic dome over Jimin's eggs. You bow to Yoongi who just smirks at you. A scar running from his eyebrow to the shell of his ear appears in your sight as he turns his head to Mirae.

"Nice to meet you, Y/N." Mirae steps inside before looking at Three.

"Sir Jimin will be taking brunch in his bedroom." Three's mood picks up as she lifts the tray.

"Not you, Y/N will be taking his meals to him from now on." Seokjin sniggers as he grabs a water from the fridge for him and Yoongi before shoving Yoongi out of the kitchen with a chuckle. You point at yourself as Three slams down the tray before walking out. Ouch. She must be pissed.

"Don't keep Sir waiting. Go on." Mirae says looking you over and sliding you the tray. You get to go up to the third floor when it's supposed to be so off limits. What's so special about you?

You knock on Jimin's door twice and you hear him telling you to enter. You open the door gingerly, Jimin stands by the balcony shirtless in thin pajama pants. You can't help but ogle his sculpted ass as you tilt your head. He turns around with bed head and a tired smirk. His eight pack on display as he leans against the glass door.

"Morning, kitten." He was devilishly handsome, his Nevermind tattoo on his ribs calling your attention as you look at his honey tan skin. Jimin chuckles and you realize you're ogling.

"I'm feeling objectified in my own house." He teases walking over to the chess table and taking the game off before resting it on his bureau.

"Sorry, Sir." Jimin sits down as you set down the tray and lift the dome. Jimin's brown eyes not looking at the food and only you.

"Thanks, Y/N." You give him a small smile before putting the silver dome to your body awaiting his instructions. You switch your weight from one foot to the other as you stare at each other. You could feel your ears becoming red the longer you make eye contact with this pretty man. He looks down at his tray before raising an eyebrow.

"Three didn't put my drink on here as per usual." He rolls his eyes.

"Can you make me two screwdrivers, please?"

"Yes, sir." You smile slightly at his request knowing that the other one was for you.

"What if someone asks me why I'm making two?" You ask with a laugh as you walk towards the door. Jimin is taken aback by your bright laugh, how melodic it sounds to his ears.

"Well tell them that it's none of their fucking business." Jimins answer makes you laugh as you open the door. It seems that this nervousness that you had before is slowly dissipating into comfort.

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