⚠ Mature Content ⚠

Y/N POV

                "Stay here and please don't think of running away because it will be very tiresome."

Jungkook's bodyguard took me into a house, and he left me alone inside it.

My eyes lingered around this unfamiliar place. He's really fucking rich. This house was likely thousands of times bigger than mine.

But what should I do?

I kept walking back and forth in the living room. So, did that mean I was sold to him? It would have been better if I was the one who willingly slept with him for the money. Now I have lost both. My dignity and the money It's going to be like I slept with him for free because I wouldn't get anything.

The time was running out and so did my heart. I was afraid. I bit my nails nervously and groaned because there was nothing I could do.

And who was he actually? The only thing I knew about him was his name. What if he was a mafia, thug, yakuza, or something scary?

I was clueless. I went to sit on the sofa and all I could do was cry and cry until I fell asleep.

                     I felt a wet kiss on my neck and it woke me up from my sleep. It's tickling. I slowly opened my eyes. Jungkook's head was buried in my neck, kissing, nuzzling, licking, and tasting. I started breathing heavily and if I let him stay like this for a few more minutes, I would moan for him.

I reached out and held his face in my small hands.

"Why are you sleeping here? Let's go to our room," he said to me and looked into my eyes.

I looked into his eyes too, and I didn't say anything. He just carried me in bridal style without my permission.

I started getting nervous in his embrace.

"Where are you bringing me to?" I asked him.

"Told ya. Our room, "he said.

He threw me onto the bed and loosened his tie while staring at my small, fragile body.

I was getting scared and slowly backed off.

The first night with him, I was quite unconscious, but tonight I would remember everything. I didn't want that!

He crawled into bed, and I gulped down my saliva nervously. He pulled me against him and pressed his mouth to mine. I clamped my lips shut. He kept sucking my lips and waited for me to give permission for him to taste my tongue.

But I would never allow him.

He was sick of waiting and pulled apart, looking at my eyes unpleasantly.

"Why don't you kiss me back?" he asked me.

"I don't want to sleep with you," I said straight to his face.

He's laughing. It was an evil laugh, and I watched him with a pounded heart.

When his laughter died, he looked back at me with sharp eyes.

"I don't ask for your green light." And I always get what I want. Especially when I'm impatient, "he said, and slowly brought his face closer to mine again.

"Why? What rights do you have?" I asked him.

"Don't you remember that I've bought you? I'm your master."

"I'm living in 2018. There's no slavery system these days! " I spat out.

His facial expression darkened and became hostile.

He grabbed my chin between his thumb and forefinger and jerked it up, forcing me to look at him. His eyes were blazing with dark fire.

"Should I just return you to that fucking club? I don't waste $50,000 for you to talk rubbish with me," he threatened.

I shook my head desperately. I didn't want to go back there!

When he saw my panicked face, he let go of my chin and leaned back, supporting himself on his hands.

"So, please me tonight. I'm tired of working and I want to be pleased, not to hear your fucking rubbish talk," he said.

I didn't have a choice but to obey him.

With a trembling body, I moved closer to him. His eyes followed mine. I crawled on top of him and my hair gently brushed him.

All I needed to do now was to put my lips on his.

But I really couldn't.

"I'll count to three," he said.

"One".

Fuck! Why did he make me more nervous?

"Two".

I held his shoulder and pressed my lips against him. I could feel he didn't close his eyes and stared at me. Until he sat upright and held my waist, he kissed me back. He shoved his mossy tongue into my mouth and thrust it. I almost couldn't breathe. I gasped, and he just deepened the kiss. 

After a long passionate kiss, he broke the kiss and wiped his lips with his thumb while looking at my fragile body that desperately gasped for air.

"Now, strip."

I frowned and looked at him in disbelief. That would be very shameful.

I shook my head and hoped for his sympathy.

He clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes in annoyance at me.

"Don't make me so done with you. You're getting annoyed, you know? "

I bit my lip. I was powerless anyway. When I took off my shirt, I noticed a smile tugging at his corner lips. Then, I took off my jeans. I was only in my black undergarments, and my body trembled even more.

"Black, nice choice," he said while checking out my body.

I brought my hands to my back and was about to unhook my bra when his eyes showed excitement. I hated him.

I removed my bra, and luckily, I had long hair to cover my boobs. Then, I removed my pants. I felt a sudden coldness strike my body. I was completely naked in front of him.

"Come here," he told me, and I moved closer to him. I started to feel his body heat radiate towards me, warming my cold body.

He caressed my hair and put it all on the right side, causing my left boob to be exposed. He licked and sucked my boob. Honestly, I was turned on. I bit my lip to hold my moan.

He raised his head to look at my face, and then his thumb reached my lips. He yanked my head back and smacked his lips against mine once more.

He pulled apart his shirt and unbuttoned it. Then he unzipped his pants and took out his cock. He looked at me with a smile. He's so shameless.

"Come, touch my cock," he said.

I looked at his collar. It was hard and he looked so lustful. I gulped down my saliva. I was nervous.

I slowly held his cock and my blood sang in my veins. It's something I'd never touched before except for the first unclear night with him.

He groaned and put his hand on mine. He made me stroke his cock.

"Massive, is it?" asked him.

I didn't answer him. He was so full of himself.

"Use your mouth."

That's disgusting! I really didn't want to do that, but I didn't know what he would do if I resisted him again. I was just afraid that he was going to send me off to that club.

I closed my eyes and just shoved his dick into my mouth. He could taste it leaking into my mouth, so I pulled his dick out and continued stroking it as I put his dick in my mouth.

I stopped and hoped he'd be satisfied, but his face told me it was just a meh.

"Get me my condom there," he said, pointing at the drawer beside the bed. I took it and showed it to him. I'd never seen a condom before this.

"Is it this?" I asked.

He nodded his head.

"Now, help me put it on."

"B-but I don't know how".

"Come on. I teach you how," he said.

It's so inconvenient! He's the one who's annoying. I was getting sick of him and begged that he would just fuck me and fuck me quickly.

But I was still afraid of having that thing inside me. I could talk, but I couldn't actually.

I went to him again and he brought my hand to the tip of his dick.

"Just squeeze the tip of the condom and roll it down," he told me, and I followed.

Then, he held my thighs, pulled across the mattress, slid me down, and caused me to lie on the bed.

I closed my legs in response. I knew he was going to penetrate me. I was afraid.

"Obey," he said emotionlessly.

He spread my legs wider, tucked his hands underneath my bottom, and lifted me up to his core.

I started sobbing quietly.

He reached for my hair and my face, caressing them gently.

"I'll be gentle. It's going to feel good for both of us."

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                   I opened my eyes slowly and found Jungkook was wearing his tie in front of the mirror. He looked like he was ready to leave for work.

"Good morning, sweetheart," he said to me as he saw I was awake.

I didn't say anything because I didn't even have the mood to look at him.

"Aren't you going to class?" I can wait for you to get ready, "he said again.

"My class is in the afternoon," I said, remaining motionless in my bed.

"Okay. Let's have breakfast together".

"No, thanks." I refused to eat breakfast.

He turned his body to look at me.

"Are you on a diet? Baby, you don't need to because I think you are still sexy even though you're getting chubbier. And I still want to fuck you. Again and again".

I turned my head to look away, signalling to him that I turned down his request.

His face darkened. "I'll beat your ass if I don't see you down at the dining room in 5 minutes," he said coldly as he walked out of the room.

Threaten me again? Was that all he could do? But still, I was afraid.

                I went down and he looked at me complacently.

I took a seat in front of him.

"Sit here, beside me," he said, while gesturing to sit beside him.

What's the hell wrong with him? Did that even matter? I went to sit beside him without throwing a tantrum.

He gestured to the maid to serve me the food, and she went to serve it to me.

It was a beef steak and it smelled good, but I had already lost my appetite at the thought of last night. It's still vividly playing in my head. I felt ashamed and annoyed with him.

He started eating. I just held the fork and knife to turn the beef steak upside down. I really didn't want to eat. Furthermore, it's been a long time since I've had breakfast and this morning menu is just quite heavy. He is too Korean. My stomach couldn't adjust to this.

He saw me in deep thought and not eating. He put down his cutlery.

"Why? Is it not delicious to you? "

I was startled and my mind pulled back to reality.

"I don't know". I said. "I don't even eat yet."

He picked up his cutlery again and cut the beef steak into small pieces for me.

"Now eat," he instructed me, and waited for me to eat.

I brought a piece to my lips, but I still hesitated to eat it.

He took the cutlery in my hand and held my chin firmly so that my mouth would open. He shoved a piece into my mouth.

"Is it so hard to eat?" he asked angrily.

He took another piece and shoved it into my mouth. Again and again.

I covered my mouth with my hand and waved my hand off to him.

"Wait, I need to chew them in," I said, and he stopped.

Later, we were done eating, and he wiped his mouth with a napkin. He got up and pulled my hand so that I would also get up from my seat.

"I'm going to work. So, kiss me, "he said.

I numbed and hesitated because there were like ten housemaids standing in this dining room.

"If you let me do it, I warn you, it's going to be worse," he said with his cold voice again.

"I-I can't do it. I'm shy. Your housemaids are here", I said honestly to him, hoping he would understand.

But he only gave me a cocky smile before pulling my waist against his chest, kissing my lips passionately, and slipping down to my neck. He sucked my delicate skin and I moaned softly.

The housemaids lowered their heads when they saw us kissing. My face reddened, and I clenched my hands into fists. He's such a greedy monster!

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