Thwack.
"It was meant to look like fucking suicide." Areum's cheek begins to sting from the impact of Jimin's hand, his rings only adding to the burning sensation.
She loved it.
The pain, his anger . . . it all added to the thrill soaring through her veins.
"It didn't?" Areum pouts, dipped in a façade of innocence.
Meanwhile, Jimin runs a hot hand through his thick locks as vipers slither beneath his skin.
He pokes the inside of his cheek, frustrated.
"So she slit her own throat?" Jimin's gaze burns holes through Areum's delicate skin, husky voice dripping with venom.
"You wanted blood, I delivered it, so what's the problem?" Jimin watches with hawks for eyes as Areum steps closer, gazing up at him like some sort of fallen angel, despite the words rolling off her devilish tongue.
"I'd have you killed if you weren't so good at sucking my dick." Jimin's muscles tense at the mere thought of Areum dropping to her knees, erotic images whirling around his corrupt mind.
"Great, so who's my next target?" Areum's eyes grow wide with excitement as she captures her lip between pearly whites, itching to get started on her next mission.
However, her expression soon falters once Jimin lets out a sadistic laugh, brushing past her shoulder and towards the couch.
"Get me a drink, will you?" Jimin leans back against the comforting material, practically melting into the confinements as he finally relaxes his muscles.
Areum slightly gulps at the sight.
Muscular thighs spread, shirt undone and sweat beads gathering on his forehead.
It was a pretty sight to say the least.
"I'm not your slave." Areum crosses her arms over her chest as a gesture of protest, the rose tinted glasses once adorning her eyes having vanished.
No matter how breathtakingly beautiful Areum found Jimin, she refused to let him boss her around this way, no matter how many people she'd kill to have his soft lips on hers.
"Is that supposed to intimidate me, sweetheart?" Jimin chuckles, causing Areum to roll her eyes.
With a huff and puff of her cheeks, she storms over to her mini fridge before bending down to retrieve the goods.
A low grunt simmers in Jimin's throat when he catches a glimpse of Areum's ass, black lace adorning her olive skin like artwork.
Adrenaline flows through his veins and he feels his dick twitch once erotic images begin to enter his mind.
This was dangerous, especially with the little brat in such close proximity.
"Luckily for you, I have your favourite." Areum beams as she makes her way over to Jimin, a bottle of champagne clasped in one hand.
"There's my girl." Jimin's eyes ignite.
"You still not my slave, huh?" A smirk pulls at Jimin's lips as he watches his little muse pop open the cork with difficulty.
He adored the way a little frown would form between her brows as her eyes narrow, a small pout forming on her glossy lips.
"Shut the hell up, Jimin!" Grizzly bears race through Areum's bones while she sends daggers through Jimin's head.
Once the cork pops off the bottle, bubbles flow over the top in a myriad of excitement.
"You're cute when you're mad." Jimin gazes at her in amusement, a content state of mind washing over him.
"Hm?" A deviant smile plasters itself on Areum's lips as she begins to lick up the side of the bottle, a seductive glint swimming amongst her emerald orbs, attention solely locked on Jimin.
A bottle of champagne shared between Park Jimin and Choi Areum.
What could possibly go wrong?
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