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Who's that dog over there? The one with love in her eyes?

@nkp1981

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The Arrangement -Pt3

Summary:: You’ve never imagined yourself being a sugar baby but because of some playful friends and a stroke of luck, you find yourself with a man who is apparently willing to give you the moon and stars. The only problem is, no strings attached. Don’t catch feelings, don’t fall for a man who thinks money can solve all your issues and doesn’t want commitment.

Warnings: None this chapter. Sensitive issues, Eventual Smut, Cursing.

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Note: I decided to take a bit of a different path with this story to give it more of a plot rather than pure SugaDaddy filth. Lol also it's late so forgive any typos. Please let me know if it's worth continuing.

Dropping your phone into your lap, you gave a sideways glance to the man sitting in the driver's seat. You were a fidgeting wreck and he just say there looking as cool and laid back as he did in the coffee shop. You bit down on your lower lip and started wondering what the hell you were doing! Getting into a strangers car and not even knowing his real name.

The only comfort you found was that if he did take you somewhere and murder you was that your friend had seen his face and could identify him in a line up if possible. Of course you prayed silently that wouldn't happen. This just wasn't like you. Doing something so reckless and daring.

You watched as he held the steering wheel in one hand while the other sat idly on the center console near your coffee cup.

He was a very handsome man and normally guys this good looking never glanced your way. It wasn't that you weren't attractive, Hell you knew you were more okay on the looks scale, but in a cute way. You didn't want to put yourself on a beautiful spectrum, like what you pictured a man like him to be interested in. Your confidence kept you from really shinning. Even if you were good looking you thought there were much more beautiful women, at least in a classy way. You could barely walk in heels without stumbling and he was planning on taking you to a fancy party. The more you thought about it the worse your nerves got.

In an attempt to rest your fidgeting hands, you reached for your coffee cup but ended up grabbing his hand. You instantly gasped and jerked your hand back, a horrified look on your face. "I'm sorry..."

He just let out a soft chuckle and sent you a quick glance before reaching over to grab your hand again. "All you had to do was ask." He teased you with a playful smirk.

Your nose wrinkled as you tried to wiggle your hand from his. "I was going for my cup." You snorted.

"Aw, too bad. Here I thought you were warming up to me." He continued to tease you before pulling his hand away from yours to pick up your coffee cup, offering it over to you.

Gulping, you took your cup from him, your fingers brushing over his. "T-Thanks." You muttered before sipping nervously on your drink.

"Relax, Y/N. I'm not gonna do anything. We're almost to the office." Suga gave you a comforting smile, of course it didn't help calm your nerves. In fact, it actually made you even more nervous.

Nodding, you turned your gaze out of the tinted car window and watched as the buildings grew larger and larger. You recognized this part of town as the heavy business and cooperation district. All the best places to work were right in this area along with the most expensive shops in the whole city. You could work for years while saving every penny and never even afford a pair of sunglasses from these places. They were mainly for catering to the rich and elite.

You felt your mouth practically water at the sight of a Gucci store you were passing by. Suga even glanced over in time to see your eyes widen with excitement just looking through the window at the high priced clothing that was displayed. "You like Gucci?" He asked with a sly smirk.

Your cheeks reddened and your gaze dropped back down to your coffee cup. "I guess, I've never even looked at Gucci anything." You lied and let out a nervous chuckle before glancing over at him. Of course you were no gonna tell this man that you had a wish list on the Gucci site with sunglasses, bags, jackets, all kinds of clothing. Of course they were just shopping fantasies that you'd never fulfil but he didn't need to know that.

Suga just nodded slowly and turned his gaze back to the road before veering off into a large parking deck. He quickly whipped his car into a first out parking spot where the signed read 'Reserved for Min Yoongi'. Your jaw nearly hit the floor. This couldn't possibly be Min Yoongi, the CEO of the largest entertainment industry in the world. All the best solo artists, rappers, dance groups, music groups, rock bands, even top actresses and actors in the world had contracts with Bangtan Entertainment. Their company was international and the fastest growing corporation in the world!

"No. Fucking. Way." You spoke slowly before snapping your gaze over to the young man sitting next to you. "There's no way you are /THE/ Min Yoongi. You're just parking here to fuck with me aren't you?"

Suga laughed while unblocking his seatbelt. "Why is it so hard to believe?"

"Because you're too young to be a CEO!" You huffed as you both exited the car.

"You think just because I'm young I can't be successful? I worked my ass off to get this far, baby girl." He arched a brow while leaning on the roof of his car, his dark eyes peering over at you.

You could tell you must have offended him or at least upset him by your outburst. "I didn't mean anything by it." You raised your hands in defense. "I just...I can't believe I was in the car with the most successful man in Seoul. I just always picture CEOs as older men is all."

The smile soon returned to Suga's face as he motioned for you to follow him towards the parking deck elevator thst lead into the lobby of the building. "You really gotta stop with the stereotypes, Y/N."

You let out a small sigh and nodded, you had stereotyped the sugar daddies and now CEOs all in one day. "I know, but at least now I have a lot more respect for you." You admitted as you stepped into the elevator with Suga. Watching him carefully as he pressed the lobby button.

Suga seemed surprised by your sudden confession, thrown off by the randomness of it. "Why is that?"

Shrugging your shoulders, you kept your eyes on him as the doors shut behind you. "You started this industry in a beat up garage with nothing but a lap top and some faulty software. Now look at it."

"You seem to know a lot about me but didn't seem to recognize me." He pointed out, his eyes never leaving yours. You were just full of surprises and the longer he spoke to you, the more interested in you he was becoming.

"I was cleaning my apartment one day while listening to the radio. Something about your company was on the news, I just remember hearing the backstory is all." You explained. "For some reason I can retain useless information in my mind but at the same time I can't remember what I had for breakfast."

The last bit made Suga laugh as he took your hand to lead you through the lobby to yet another elevator. This one however he swiped a badge through the reader causing the doors to open. "This is the CEO elevator. It takes you straight to my office floor and the penthouse. If you sign the contract you'll be given full access to the penthouse suite, the executive lounge, my office, and the indoor pool that's on the same floor as the penthouse. The only room on my floor that'll be restricted is my studio. Only I have the badge for that. If I'm in there all I ask is that you leave me be. Once I'm in the zone I don't like to be disturbed."

Your eyes once again went wide as he spoke. He really did have everything. Even If you signed the contract with him you wouldn't care if stayed in his studio for days. It was only a week after all, how much time would you be spending here? However the thought of using an indoor pool sweetened the deal. You always loved to swim but couldn't afford a gym membership that had its own pool. "Are you a workaholic?"

"My employees say so. I just like working. Busting my ass is what paid for this building." He shrugged while leaning back against the shinny metal wall of the elevator.

"You truly are something else, CEO, Min Yoongi." You smiled while turning your eyes towards the doors, watching above the door as the floor numbers ticked by slowly.

You could feel Suga's eyes on you and a part of you wondered what was going through his mind at the moment.

Inside Suga's mind, he found himself at a loss. You were definitely different from the other girls he had brought here. Most would be fangirling and squealing at the thought of being on his arm for even a moment. Most tried to use him as a quick claim to fame route only to be shot down the moment they realized they couldn't name drop. He almost wondered how you would react to seeing the clause in the contract that forbid you to use his name in public for personal gain unless suffer intense legal actions. Would you even care? Hell, you rejected his offer at first so he didn't see you as a get rich quick kinda girl which, to be honest, felt refreshing. However he wouldn't know your true intentions until you read over the contract.

It didn't take long for the elevator to reach his floor. The doors swung open and he held out an arm for you, politely gesturing for you to exit.

Taking a soft breath, you stepped into the penthouse office and gasped at the size of it. There were many doors leading off into, what you assumed, were other offices. In the middle of the room sat a large wooden desk where a young lady sat busily typing away at her computer.

The lady glanced up with a large smile when she saw her boss step off the elevator. Immediately, she jumped up and rushed around the front of the desk, bowing deeply towards the two of you. "Welcome back, sir. Good afternoon, ma'am. Welcome to Bangtan Entertainment Industries. My name is Kim Seoyoon."

You bowed back to the young lady, very impressed by her manners. "Pleasure to meet you Seoyoon, I'm Y/L/N, Y/F/N."

"Seoyoon, is your cousin in at the moment?" Suga asked ignoring her greeting completely, once again taking your hand in his. "I need him to bring me Arrangement Contract and come to my office."

Seoyoon quickly looked up and gave you a quick glance over before smiling, of course she knew why were you here, this must not be an uncommon occurrence in this office. The thought alone made you feel very uneasy. It's just for a week! You kept telling yourself, a week and no sex. Just dates and get paid. Get paid and pay rent. "He just returned from a meeting with Taehyung. I'll call him right away, sir." She bowed again before rushing back behind her desk to grab her phone.

Nodding, Suga gently tugged your hand and lead you to the door at the back of the office. Once again he swiped his badge and pushed the door open for you. "I take it you don't like keys?" You chuckled stepping into the large open office. Inside was a large wooden desk that sat facing away from a wall of large floor to ceiling windows. The desk was made of what looked like a very heavy dark oak, behind the desk sat a very comfy looking plush leather chair with two smaller ones in front of the desk. On the desk were stacks if neatly filed documents and a large computer monitor.

The office it's self was huge, a small mini bar in the left corner, and a large couch and two matching chairs on the other side. On the wall hung a large flat screen TV that you swore had to be at least eighty inches. It was the biggest TV you had ever seen in you life.

"People can make copies of keys. The codes to the doors change constantly to prevent break ins and only people with executive badges can access this floor. Each badge holds a different code and when it's scanned it's logged into a computer system so we know who's going where. Also the executive badges have a microchip in them that constantly changes with the door codes so they are impossible to copy. Our computer technician is very on top of these things. He developed the software himself so it's near impossible to copy." Suga explained with a very casual tone as he lead you to a chair that was in front of his desk.

"That's pretty high-tech for an entertainment industry, don't you think?" Your arched a brow as Suga went a sat behind his desk, his lips curling up into a smirk. The smirk itself made you slightly uneasy. It made you even more uneasy to see how quickly Suga was to shrug off your question as if it was nothing.

"Jimin likes to create high-tech software so I let him play. Namjoon will be here shortly with the contract. I really hope after reading it over you decide to sign it. I know it feels rushed but I really do believe I can make you happy, even if it's just for a week." He smiled sweetly, placing his hands on the desk top. "I promise I'll treat you so good, babygirl and I'll never ask something of you that'll make you uncomfortable."

You were surprised at how comfortable you were around Suga...Yoongi. "Do I have to keep calling you Suga?" You asked suddenly, also taking him by surprise because he let out a soft laugh, not a chuckle but a laugh.

"No, you can call me Yoongi." He shook his head. "I have another name in mind I like to be called, but it would be inappropriate to use since we won't be having sex." He teased you with a wink. Instantly your cheeks went blood red and your eyes about shot out of your head causing his laugh to only grow louder. "It was a joke, babygirl."

You felt embarrassed at how easily flustered you got around this man. You shook your head while bringing up your hands to rub your flushed cheeks. "You're an asshole." You teased with a laugh. "I almost fell out of my chair."

Laughing, Yoongi leaned back in his seat, his casual demeanor somewhat comforting. "I could tell, you had this cute deer in headlights look on your face. "My innocent, Sugarbaby."

"I'm not your Sugar baby yet, Yoongi." You giggled before there was a knock on the door.

Yoongi licked his lips watching you with a fond gaze before giving a large gummy grin, "Lets see if we can change that." He muttered before turning his gaze to the door, "Come in!" He shouted.