Chapter 5

Was I angry?

Oh no no no sweetie...

I was livid.

And I was humiliated.

Do you know, how utterly horrifying it is, to be dragged out of your work by the richest guy in the country, while everyone around whispers not so silently about what the heck is going on?

On top of that, I'm sure there was some sentiment to Seokjin and his methods, but he was deciding to everything without giving me a chance to talk or discuss it. He said he'd be in contact with me. He didn't say he'd storm into my work, drag me to my boss, expose that I'm pregnant, and then declare all these conditions.

Especially the living with him one. I was comfortable in my own home and now it felt like I was an animal being taken out of their natural environment.

Seokjin dragged me to my car and forced me to grab all my things. Then he made me hand over my car and house keys to some of his people and claimed that they'd go to my house and pick up belongings that seemed important.

"So you're just going to let random people into my house without supervising them?" I questioned in disbelief.

He scoffed, "Well duh. You want your stuff don't you?"

I snorted, "Yeah sure, but what happens when it doesn't turn up because they stole my stuff."

He glared at me, "It's insulting that you think I would hire such lowlifes. I suggest you rethink your preconceptions of me and my underlings Miss Kwon."

I held my tongue, suppressing my anger and giving him a curt nod. As stupid as it was, I had to know my place. It wasn't often you'd see a seven gem doing anything remotely like this. More often than not, it'd be more likely that if someone confessed that they were pregnant with their child that they'd leave them high and dry.

So I just had to pray that no one would steal anything and bring everything I needed.

That being said, this didn't mean that I didn't have a right to be upset with Seokjin. I was a human above everything else. And I was currently feeling more like an object than a person.

Seokjin dragged me to his car and signaled for his driver to open the door for us. He got in first, crawling over to the far end and then I got in, thanking the driver several times.

The car was fancy, much like everything else surrounding Kim Seokjin. The seats were pure leather and on the side of the door was small cup holders filled with an array of drinks ranging from extremely expensive French champagne to extremely fancy looking bottled water.

I fiddled with my fingers, still at a loss for words at this whole situation.

No matter what, I refused to look in Seokjin's direction. I was too nervous and angry to spare him a second glance. So instead I looked out the window at the passing scenery of the city.

It was beautiful to see. Watching how everything worked like clockwork almost as if everyone was an extra in a movie. This was daily life. This was my daily life.

So when all of that cityscape gave way to the richer part of town with high trees and even higher houses, I felt like a fish out of water. It was beautiful and serene and the architecture was definitely something out of a movie but I just wasn't used to it.

I wasn't used to seeing the wealthier walking in their designer suits and dresses talking to each other as if they were always at some stuffy party.

Nor was I used to the the premise of seeing servants of all kinds. It was like there was a butler or maid for every little task. Someone got the mail, another walked the dog, another trimmed the hedges, and another planted the flowers.

It was all too much. It was too jarring of a change.

We finally drove up a steep hill to arrive at the gem of the entire area, no pun intended.

A pristine, white, mansion was staring me in the face, almost mocking me. As if I wasn't worthy enough to even be in its presence. Never thought I'd see the day where I'd feel threatened by a house.

But how could I not. In my eyes, it was practically a palace. Leading up to it was a massive, twenty-foot gate that when opened gave way to a unnecessarily long marble footpath surrounded by lush grass and garden.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" A deep voice spoke behind me making me jump.

Seokjin was giving me a cocky smirk as he gauged my reaction.

I sighed, "It's gorgeous."

He laughed, "Of course it is. I only buy the best. My mansion represents my face does it not?"

I choked, "Pardon?"

"My house is glorious and perfect, just like my handsome face," he winked.

Was he serious? This was legitimately how deep his narcissism went?

I only nodded, "Of course."

"Right then. Shall we head on in? We have much to discuss," he said before confidently striding onto the marble path.

I shook my head in exasperation before following him quietly.

I was still completely mesmerized by the beauty of this mansion. Never in my life had I viewed something so breathtakingly gorgeous. And to think that this was just a house to someone. In my eyes, this was some next level architecture that I lucked out on viewing.

One of Seokjin's personnel unlocked the massive mahogany doors, and opened it for us to enter.

"Holy sh—" I almost cursed.

The outside was already a beauty enough, but the interior, oh boy it was like walking into a modern day palace.

(I literally have no idea how to describe it so here ya go 😉)

Everything was so orderly and placed so meticulously so that you could almost tell that the resident took great pride in it all.

It was only the living room but I was already sure that every item in there totaled up was quadruple my entire net worth.

My jaw was to the floor as I marveled at every single piece of decor. And not to mention that gorgeous view. I mean the wall was literally windows that overlooked the beautiful neighborhood and even the ocean in the distance.

I was so busy gawking at everything that when Seokjin appeared in front of me, I was severely startled.

"I know all of this is worth looking at the whole day, but we've got a few things to discuss, Miss Kwon," he said, eyeing me seriously.

And there we go with the business transaction again. There was always a catch. I should've expected as much. He was a gem after all. Everything had a price and a contract. It maximized personal benefits.

He motioned for me to sit on the luxurious looking couch across from him. I felt my butt sink into the insanely comfortable couch. Oh my lord it must've been made out of the finest cotton or something because it was so comfy. Maybe it was my pregnancy exhaustion, but I was about ready to take a nap then and there on the lovely couch.

"Okay. Let's get down to business. So after calling the fertility clinic to confirm that what you said was the truth, I got started on drafting some basic principles that you must follow. The first one, as you heard with Kim Taehyung is that you will now live here. The premise of this entire contract lasts for a whole year. You're almost two-months pregnant correct? So until our baby is about five months, you will live in my mansion with me. This is to ensure that I can watch over the two of you and make sure that you don't do something stupid that potentially could harm my child."

He was speaking as if this was an everyday business meeting he attended. The formality and the strictness of what he wanted, it made me highly uncomfortable.

And he wanted me to live with him for a year? Absolutely not. Never ever. That would be like willingly going to hell.

"Along with this, you told me that you cut down your fifteen hours shifts to twelve. That will have to change as well. You will work a normal eight hour shift like anyone else. You are to come straight home at three o'clock everyday. No ifs, ands, or buts. I wouldn't even think twice about disobeying me on that one," his voice was short and icy.

So now he was taking control of my work hours too? I'm sure there was a good reason and it'd probably be healthier for the baby, but didn't I get a say in this.

"While living in my house, I have hired extra help from my aunt and uncle to take care of you. You are not to do something you can't handle which is a lot. This baby will come out as perfect as its father, which means that its mother is going to listen to me. Meals will be cooked for you at exact times. Six-thirty for breakfast, twelve-forty-five for lunch on the days you are home, and we will eat dinner at six-thirty every night. Because there's a growing human in you, if you need anything else, the fridge and pantry is stocked up with things you may eat. But if there's a note on it, then it's mine and you are not to touch it."

So now I had to follow a schedule? What the hell is happening?

"I don't want you driving so I'm having my staff bring your car here, but you are to only leave for work with my driver."

I sighed, this was really happening.

"Additionally, because I am Kim Seokjin, people are going to question who you are. I don't like women after one night, so you will have to listen to me and let me down all the talking. You are not to respond to any reporter or mindless post online. You cannot tell anyone besides your family and that I am the father. This could do damage to me so you are to remain silent. No matter what. Along with this, you told me you were single and it is to remain that way. Unless you want the media to eat you alive under speculations that you are cheating on me, you are to remain mine."

Easy enough, I guess. Except I wasn't property.

"You are also to address me with the utmost respect. You got pregnant by your own virtue so you will know your place in my house. I am willingly gracing you and our unborn baby by accepting your offer to be apart of its life, but I will absolutely not be forced to pay child support or do more than I am required. At the end of the day, the baby is yours and you have more rights over it than I do. So it is your responsibility."

I gritted my teeth and held back my anger. I placed a hand on my stomach, defensively stroking the place where a bump would soon form.

He's an arrogant, selfish, jerk. He doesn't know how to treat anyone with common human decency.

"If you ever want to leave for whatever reason, you are to inform me or one of the staff. We will accompany you everywhere so that you don't get up to anything bad. Adding onto that, I will be in contact with your doctor in the following days to pre-set up appointments for all checkups and ultrasounds so that they can fit into my schedule accordingly."

Oh of course. His schedule was more important.

"You are also to attend social events with me when needed. I do plan to reveal this news in due time. And when that happens, you will be at my side."

Whatever.

"And finally, as you are living in my house, I expect it to look the same as it does now. I understand that being pregnant is a lot, but should something happen, you are to call a staff to clean it up immediately. I don't tolerate anything less than perfection. Along with this, there are rooms in this house that are off limits. You are not to enter my bedroom or my study. Ever."

I was so close to strangling this guy, you have no idea.

"If we are all clear on the terms of our arrangement, please sign this document here. Then I can give you a brief tour of the house and show you to your room."

I don't know if it was the hormones that were raging in my body due to pregnancy, or my unforgiving rage at the utter disrespect I just received, but I was about ready to burst into tears.

Never in my life had I felt so unbelievably uncomfortable and controlled.

It was probably in my best interest to leave right then and there. My baby and I could be perfectly happy on our own.

Trust me, I would've left then and there, but Seokjin's intense gaze held me in place. As if it was mocking me with the stakes.

I had already let the cat out of the bag, and who was to say he wouldn't make my life hell if I refused.

His eyes were piercing right through me as if I was some open book for him to read.

"It's in your best interest to agree Miss Kwon. This will be beneficial for both of us. Plus, you're dealing with me. This isn't one of my friends who might be willing to fall for your reluctance. I'm a man of business. So let's sail smoothly okay?" The passive-aggressiveness in his voice was enough for me to tell that he was getting irritated with my hesitation.

One hand was protectively on my stomach while the other hand shakily held the pen. Despite the ridiculousness of the regulations, the big factor was that I wouldn't be alone during my pregnancy. I couldn't burden my family because my mom had to take care of my dad and my sister was in the middle of planning her wedding. But I needed someone at my side to help me out and guide me.

And if that meant I had to agree to some stupid terms, I had no choice.

For the sake of my baby.

I shakily signed the paper, the weight of what I just did, pulling me down like a brick.

Seokjin gave me a thin smile, "I'm glad we're on the same page. Let me show you to your room."

So he led me through the house, showing me all the rooms. Wait let me clarify. There were nine bedrooms, ten including his, each with their own personal bathroom and walk-in closet.

It was like he was intentionally trying to show off. Or seem flashy and rich.

Along with that, there was a grand dining room and an even larger kitchen.

Out back there was a massive pool and a complimentary hot tub.

And finally, there were several outdoor balconies and seating areas for god knows what.

This entire mansion screamed, 'I'm a pretentious, arrogant, jerk! Please rob me!'

Finally, Seokjin excused me to my room before heading off to deal with a call.

My room was gorgeous. A king sized bed was right in the middle while two vintage looking nightstands were neatly beside it. Along with a full length mirror, and a desk to do my work, my room was definitely something out of a Barbie movie. But fancier.

The bathroom was even more lavish, with a golden everything. I mean there was a bath, shower, toilet, double sink, and even a rack for towels and robes.

It was all stunning, don't get me wrong. But I was so remarkably overwhelmed that I didn't frankly care. Again, I felt out of place. I wasn't meant to live in this wealthy palace. I wanted my dinky apartment back with all of my stuff.

Maybe it was my stubbornness, but I hated to be reliant. While I needed someone while I fumbled through pregnancy, I hated that it had to be someone who had it all.

If I could get by fine without him before, surely I could without Kim Seokjin.

I flopped onto the bed, pulling out my phone.

I wiped my glossy eyes, trying to bite back any and all emotions. I needed to calm down. Stress was bad for me and the baby.

"Yubin unnie? What happened?! The talk of the town is that Kim Seokjin came to your work and was pulling around some worker."

"Eunbi—that was me," I bit my lip.

"What?! What the hell is he doing?! Are you okay?!"

I choked back a sob, "Not really..."

And so I poured out my heart about all that had happened in the past few hours. Despite my efforts, I ended up crying a lot over everything that happened. I was probably just extra emotional because I was pregnant, but I definitely was stressed out.

I wanted to go home. I wanted my sister and my mom and my dear dad. And I wanted to goof around with Luna and crack jokes with Taehyung.

Instead, I was crying in my insanely fancy room.

"Hey, no more crying okay? You're my big sister and I know how strong you are. Kim Seokjin is nothing to you Yubin. Remember that. He can't touch you. Simply because you are pregnant with his child. Make it hard for him. Use that irritating stubbornness to break him. You're Kwon Yubin and you ain't no crier."

"I know Eunbi, but I feel so lost. I'm only doing this for the baby. But what if this was all a mistake? What if I end up getting hurt or hurting the baby more?" I vented my frustrations.

"Unnie, don't be so negative. Give it time. In the meantime, I'll devise a plan to help you escape. Then you can come live with Chanhyuk and I. We do need help with the wedding after all."

I let out a small chuckle, "Okay."

"Okay. Good. I've gotta go now, but please call okay. You're not alone unnie."

"Thanks Eunbi. I love you."

"Love you too sis. Bye."

She hung up the call, leaving me again in deafening silence.

But this time, I had more resolve.

If Kim Seokjin wanted to play with rules, then he was going to have to handle my stubbornness. Because I was quite a force when I decided to be stubborn.

"Your daddy is a jerk little baby. But don't worry, mommy doesn't back down without a fight."