His face showed anything but worry, it showed anger, eyes dark that the gaze is piercing right through your soul. This man is scarier than the scary rainy night here. 

You kept staring at him for so long, his gaze trailing from your wet hair down to the wet satin shirt sticking to your curves.

You don't know if it's the cool breeze hitting your skin or your husband's gaze that made your nipples perk up which didn't go unnoticed by him.

He just grabbed your wrist, walked to the car, opened the passenger door and yanked you in.

The ride is silent, yet scary. You feel like a silent child who is awaiting scolding from her parents. He isn't speaking a word which is making you even more scared.

Why should I be scared, not my fault that I didn't find an Uber!

Jungkook's phone vibrated, he answered the call while gripping the steering with one hand. Veiny. Tattoo. "I'm taking her home", he gave you a scary look and kept his sight on road again.

Oh, it must be Jin, again why did he call Jungkook and didn't come himself? He hung up.

"What happened to your car?", his tone raspy.

"It's at my parent's home."

Miss Min already told him about how you didn't have breakfast and left in an Uber in the morning.

"There are drivers in the house, for fcks sake", he slammed the steering wheel gripping it hard, knuckles turning white and jaw clenched. This is your first time hearing him curse, it is damn sexy.

It is supposed to make you scared, but you are anything but scared, you are aroused, seeing this angry man, and you want him to do you rough now, right here, right in the car.

You reached home, the car stopped on the porch. Neither of you gets out, the atmosphere in the car is hot, you slowly placed your hand on his' which is on the gear. 

The moment he felt your cold hand on his, he looked at you fiercely, "How did you even get there? At this hour? Wearing that?", he pointed at your sexy badass satin blouse.

Quiet.

"You could have got yourself kidnapped or worse...", he stopped. It is true. You were scared like hell, worse thoughts ran through your mind when you were alone.

"Why didn't you call me?"

You are still quiet. "I'm talking you goddammit", he raised his voice making you flinch.

"I-I don't have your number", his eyes softened. Now you can see the worry, the one feeling you longed for all the time. 

He noticed you shivering in those wet clothes. He got out of the car, came to your side, opened the door for you to get out and handed his jacket to you.

You wore the jacket and walked inside with him, Miss Min is looking worried. She rushed towards you, "Are you okay, Mrs Jeon?", a question that Jungkook should have asked.

You just nodded with a smile. 

"You are drenched, come I will prepare a warm bath for you."

You went to your room with Miss Min, got out of your clothes, wrapped a towel around yourself went to the bathroom.

Miss Min already filled the tub with bubbles and hot water. After this roller-coaster of a day, the only thing you need is a warm shower.

You thanked her as she left, locked the door from inside, and settled in the tub.

"It is soothing", you hummed lowly. Your thoughts trailed back to how scared you were alone on the road, and how Jungkook came to your rescue. Though he didn't ask if you were okay, there was anger coupled with worry in him. You are happy about that.

Your skin burned when he looked at your cleavage and nipples. You shamelessly watched his veiny hands and tight pants while he was driving back home. You resisted the urge to touch him and make a move as it was not the right time. 

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I'm relieved that I got there on time as soon as Jin Hyung called. God, she is so irresponsible, I would have blamed myself had anything happened to her.

There are cars, drivers and workers in this house, she is so adamant. But that is what I like about her, she's a self-made woman.

My blood boiled as I saw her on the road, alone, wearing that satin outfit. It was fcking sexy, wet, hugging her curves in the right places.

The moment I laid my eyes on her cleavage, those nipples perked up. One part of me was angry and the other part of me wanted to spank her hard for being so careless and denying taking a driver with her in the morning.

And when she placed her hand on my arm, I lost it. I didn't want to yell at her, though I did...she wasn't scared or anything. She was aroused, and I saw her checking my pants out.

I am waiting for her, so we could have dinner together, meanwhile, I'll just discuss assigning a driver...my brows are scrunched, eyes blinked multiple times not believing the sight, "What the hell are you wearing?"

She made an innocent puppy face and looked down at that outfit, "What's the problem with this?"

She is getting on my nerves, I want to drag her back to the room and get her out of that little dress, teach her a lesson and then bring her back for dinner.

"There are other men in this house, Y/n", my teeth gritted. There are times I want to threaten or scare her, but she doesn't even flinch.

"But your mother sent me this nightwear and she told me to use it efficiently", she pouted. Teasing now, are we?

"Change."

"No."

This woman is going to be the death of my patience and sanity. She continuously defies me, my hands are itching to find their way to her wavy hair and ... STOP.

"Miss Min, tell all men to leave the mansion", my eyes not leaving hers.

"Miss Min, get me dinner, I'm hungry", her eyes not leaving mine.

Of course, I'm hungry too. I just want to rip that dress off and devour you.

There's no conversation now, Y/n had her dinner and left. I went back to the study to finish some work but my thoughts wandered around her.

She is not a sl^t I can fck, she's my wife. There should be respect for each other, but she doesn't take me seriously. I want to be good friends with her first, but she always keeps defying me.

I want to take this marriage slow, get to know each other and then make moves. Until then I should try not to pop any boners in front of her.

I'll just lose my self-control one day.

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A/N