Jimin

Saturday 11:09 p.m.
After a long day of work and as I usually did, I was sitting on my leather armchair with a glass of ice and whisky on my desk
My office was in semi-darkness, and the only thing illuminating it was a dim light coming from my laptop
There she was, as delicate as I remembered her; she looked spectacular as always. Installing those security cameras secretly around her apartment had been a very good idea; it would make it easier for me to know what she was doing
Everything was going well until that man appeared, who suddenly seemed far too comfortable with MY woman
He drew closer and closer to her, and in a few seconds they were locked in a passionate kiss, which made me fly into a rage.
My face turned red with fury and anger as I slammed the laptop onto the floor in a fit of rage
I couldn't allow just any man to touch her that way; she was mine and mine alone, she belonged to me, and I had to prevent anything more from happening
I quickly went down to the main hall of my great mansion and grabbed my car keys; I was going to her apartment