I WANT YOU TO HATE ME

Sucy slowly opened her eyes, groggily taking in her surroundings. She was in her office, but she had no memory of falling asleep. The CEO's voice cut through her haze, and she turned to see him sitting in front of her, concern etched on his face.

"Are you alright, love?" he asked, his voice low and soothing.

Sucy nodded, trying to shake off the sleep. But her body felt heavy, and her limbs ached with exhaustion. The CEO's eyes narrowed, and he beckoned her to come closer.

Without thinking, Sucy stumbled towards him, her legs trembling beneath her. The CEO caught her, gently guiding her onto his lap. Sucy felt a wave of relief wash over her as she settled into the warmth of his body.

"I'm alright," she mumbled, her head lolling against his chest. "I'm just weak since I'm exhausted... by you."

The CEO's chest rumbled with a low chuckle, and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. Sucy felt her eyelids growing heavy once more, and she let out a soft sigh as she drifted off to sleep.

The CEO's lips brushed against her forehead, his breath whispering against her skin. "Sorry, love, for exhausting you."

Thirty minutes passed, and Sucy slowly came to, her eyes fluttering open. She found herself staring up at the CEO's face, his eyes watching her with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat.

"Did you just watch me sleep?" she asked, her voice husky with sleep.

The CEO's lips curled into a smile. "Is that how you say thank you? But if that's how you say it, then you're welcome."

He kissed her forehead again, his voice low and husky. "I have watched you sleep in my bed, in my arms, on my chest. So I can't get tired of seeing your face, love."

Sucy's heart swelled with emotion, and she smiled, feeling a sense of warmth and comfort in the CEO's presence.

"I'm hungry," she said, standing up, but the CEO caught her, gently guiding her back onto his lap.

"Yah, I'm hungry," she repeated, as if confirming her statement.

But the CEO's eyes sparkled with a different kind of hunger. "Your stomach may be hungry, but my body is hungry and craving right now."

Sucy's eyes widened, and she felt a flutter in her chest. "What do you mean?" she asked, trying to sound innocent.

But the CEO's hands were already exploring her body, sending shivers down her spine. Sucy's smile grew, and she leaned in, her lips brushing against his.

"I'm so hungry, more than ever, you think. I need food."

The CEO's eyes burned with desire, but Sucy just smiled, his voice teasing. "But my body needs you right now."

Then her face leaned in, hers lips inches from him. "Yah, this is a company, not a hotel or your house, that we could do anything, anytime you like."

Sucy's eyes sparkled with mischief, and she leaned in, her lips brushing against his. "Then will you come tonight?" he asked, his voice low and husky.

Sucy smiled, her eyes glinting with promise. She kissed his lips once more, then stood up, leaving the CEO sitting alone in his office, his eyes burning with desire.

♠♠♠

Lisa's heart ached as she watched Jimin ignore her, day after day. She had grown accustomed to his charming smile and witty banter, but now he treated her as if she were invisible. The pain of his rejection settled in her chest, making it hard to breathe.

She tried to brush it off, to pretend that she didn't care, but she couldn't shake the feeling of loneliness that had settled over her. Jimin had made her smile, even when she didn't want to, and now his absence left a gaping hole in her life.

One day, she couldn't take it anymore. She spotted Jimin talking to Hoseok and ran after him, calling out his name. "Jimin! Jimin!" she exclaimed, but he didn't even flinch.

Hoseok stared at Jimin, then back at Lisa, before nodding and walking away. Lisa's eyes pleaded with Jimin to acknowledge her. "Can you please stop ignoring me?" she asked, her voice trembling.

Jimim's expression remained impassive, his eyes fixed on some point beyond her shoulder. Lisa's frustration boiled over, and she snatched his phone from his hand.

"Remember when we first met, when you took my phone from my hand and asked for my name?" she asked, her voice laced with desperation.

Jimin's eyes flickered, and for a moment, Lisa thought she saw a glimmer of recognition. But his expression quickly hardened, and he spat out his words.

"Yes, I remember. I remember when you ignored me, snubbed me every time we met. If not for that beach or for the photo taken by some weird person, who knows if we'd be standing here now, asking me to speak to you."

Lisa's eyes welled up with tears as Jimin's words cut deep. "I'm sorry for insulting you," she whispered. "I know who took the photo of me."

Jimin's eyes narrowed, his voice cold. "I don't care. If you think it was me, maybe you're right, Lica. I assigned the guy to take a photo of you, to see every move, to see your body without clothes. I was, and I don't want you to forgive me, Lica. I want you to hate me."

Lisa's tears spilled over, and she flung herself into Jimin's arms. "I know it's not you, Jimin," she sobbed.

Jimin's expression softened, and he wrapped his arms around her waist. "Maybe you're wrong," he whispered. "Maybe it was me."

But Lisa shook her head, her tears dripping onto Jimin's clothes. "It's not you. It's my mom. I know that now. I just wanted to pour my anger at someone, but you happened to be there."

Jimin's eyes searched hers, and he asked, "So you spoke to me as you felt?"

Lisa nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry."

Jimin's hands tightened around her waist, and he pulled her closer. For a moment, Lisa thought he would kiss her, but instead, he shifted his face and kissed her cheek.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, before releasing her and walking away.