Recap :

"It's me who has to do things."

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Jungkook whispers over my lips, how will I escape this? I didn't say anything and keep my eyes shut, letting him do anything he wants. But to my greatest surprise, he didn't do anything and kept me waiting. Only his hot breaths are hitting my wet and swollen lips. I open my eyes to meet his dark ones leaving me questioning. "What?" I ask while my knees are trembling.

"Why are you agreeing to me?" He asks while narrowing his eyes as he is suspecting something very serious. I didn't say anything but gulp my nervousness. "I asked you something," His voice is more than enough for me to get more nervous.

"Why are you asking?" I reply with a question. My heart is pacing, and I just have so much adrenaline rush that I want to run.

His fingers hold my chin, pulling them up. "What happened?" He asks, making me look desperate. I slap his finger away and look back with my bolshiness.

"You don't have to care," I breathe in deeply before continuing. "Please proceed with whatever you want," I look away, knowing how triggering and shameless this sentence was. He nods and pulls me towards him harshly, leading us to the couch as he sucks my neck from right, harshly. I wept silently.

I gasp when Jungkook drops me on the couch. "Continue?" He asks, and I didn't say anything, scared to do anything further. I didn't want to say anything to him because I don't want to look desperate for money or anything. "Okay," He says to my silence and hovers over me. I close my eyes tightly, thinking that it is just a bad nightmare and it will go after I open my eyes to wake up. But it isn't.

His cold hands slip under my hoodie, touching my warm and heated skin. I moan at the feeling, pressing myself down on the couch. Jungkook pulls my hoodie up, but I immediately stop him. "Stop," He looks into my eyes with an expectation, a want for an explanation.

"Why?"

"Because I can't do this here, people will think I bring boys to just... sleep with them," I come up with the stupidest excuse to get myself out of this question-answer thing. I look to my left, cursing in my head.

"So, Uhm, you do that?" Jungkook asks, leaving me in a shock.

"No, I just don't want the landlord to think that," I immediately defend myself, and his smirk comes upon his lips. "What?"

"You are not that innocent," He says and presses his lips on mine. His lips bite my bottom one, pulling it down and entering his tongue to heat the session. My mind goes blank. All I could feel were his lips and my body temperature. Jungkook pulled himself up and looked down at my fucked up face. "Let's go home."

"I.. uh... I'll just pack up," I say while stuttering a little, knowing at his house there will be no escape from him.

"It's fine. I have everything ready for you," He says and pulls himself up to sit upright. He grabs my hand and waist to pull me up as well, but on his lap on which I am not comfortable. "Let's go."

The car comes to a halt in front of a magnificent mansion, leaving me bewildered. The exterior is like the exterior of a royal palace. There are two fountains in the two ground and glass on either side of the driveway. The mansion is shinning not only under the starry light but also with the lights on the driveway. It looks romantic and filmic. As I am busy capturing the scene inside the car, my door suddenly gets opened, and a hand reaches out. It is Jungkook. Please don't be a fake gentleman. I get out of it with my hand in his. "It is beautiful," I say after having another glance at the eye-catchy scene.

"All yours now," He says and hugs me from behind. My heart is fluttering by his words and action. For a moment, it sounds and seems so genuine, but my mind is conscious and knows what all this is. "And you're mine," Jungkook whispers in my ear and removes my hair from the left to right to leave wet kisses on my neck. It is sending shivers down my spine, making my knees weaken. "Are you still gonna act stupid?"

My guards fall as he says that. I turn to him with fused eyebrows. "What?" I ask, and he turns me to him. He suddenly pins me again on the car with my hands crossed above my head in his harsh grasp.

"You ain't that stupid, darling," He whispers near my lips and moves back to look into my eyes with his dangerous stares.

"It is none of your business," I say, making him angrier.

"Yes, it is. Because your business is mine," He says with gritted teeth, making my eyes get moist by the threat from his voice. "Tell me," He raises his voice.

I just break down at the volume of his voice and look down from him. "Because I need help, and I also don't want anyone's pity, so I had to do something," I cry while looking down and try to gasp air to speak. "The apartment had a new rule that spinsters or bachelors aren't allowed to stay any longer. Also, my dad isn't in a good condition, and the job you already know about it."

I didn't dare to look up and just cry. "Why me?" He asks with a lower volume.

"I don't know, I needed someone, but I didn't want their sympathy. I knew that you want me, and I can at least help my parents," I confess with a cracking voice, sounding so desperate. I hate it.

He lifts my chin up and lets go of my wrists. "Let's get in," I nod at his command. As we were about to walk further, I stumble, feeling my knees getting numb.

"Sorry," I apologize and start to move ahead, but feel myself being lifted up by Jungkook. "What-"

"Shh," He cuts me off from my sentence. He walks in, ignoring everyone who comes in the way, and takes me upstairs to a room, maybe his. He opens the door with me still in his arm and enters the elegant room, closing the door behind him with his left leg. "You haven't given your resignation letter, so you still have the job. And for the rest, we'll see it later," He places me on the bed and takes off my shoes. "Sleep and with you agreeing," He says while sitting near me on the bed.

"You are mine, now."

My mother once said:

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Setting such a great example.

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