Code of Conduct

PART 3

When Jungkook told you that he wanted to spend one night with you, your mind only went to one thing: sex. What else could he mean anyway? You were frightened, of course, because it was bad enough that you were talking to him, worse that you struck up a deal and it would be like walking into your own funeral if you had sex with him. You were by no means innocent to it but with your father's men constantly lurking around you wherever you go—you barely had the freedom to see people romantically. You didn't date when you were abroad because you didn't want to have to explain to your date why you had men in suits as chaperones.

So, whenever you were feeling lonely and hot—your fingers and porn were your partners. The thought of having Jungkook be the one to take your virginity away was something you were honestly confused about. He was a Jeon, someone that you were taught to hate and avoid and he was blackmailing you. But you couldn't deny the attraction you had with him—he was handsome and if he wasn't a Jeon, you would definitely be crushing on him.

So when you arrived at the address he had given you the night before, you were honestly expecting him to take you right then and there but instead—you were now seated across of him with a stack of cards in between the two of you, a tray of alcohol and on his side, a pack of cigarettes and a cigarette tray. He was wearing a pair of white jeans, a yellow cotton shirt with the two buttons undone, a silver watch on his wrist and his hair a perfect mess on top. You saw that his right arm was filled with tattoos and his ears were pierced quite a lot.

"You want me to spend a night with you playing cards?" You asked, leaning your back against the chair you were sitting on.

"Yes, but since we're both adults—the rules will be different." Jungkook stated, pouring himself a glass of the brown liquid. "Want any?" He asked and you shook your head. "You don't drink?"

"I prefer being sober," You told him. "So, what are the rules?"

"The card contains truth or dare questions. Every truth you answer, you get 5 points. If you reach 100, I'll let you leave without any problem and I'll hold up the end of my promise—I'll keep my mouth shut, until the day I die, about your sister-in-law's infidelity. If you don't, we'll have to see each other again so you can reach it." Jungkook placed his glass near him and grabbed a cigarette from his pack, placing it in between his lips then lighting it with his silver lighter.

You raised an eyebrow. "Every truth I don't answer?"

Jungkook blew smoke from his mouth and took a sip from his alcohol. "You'll take off a piece of your clothing that I choose for you to take off and vice versa." You were aghast and he smirked. "Every lie or refusal to do a dare," He continued. "I dial each and every number of your brother's phone and let him know that you willingly came to me. You get to do the same if I refuse or lie."

"How will you know if what I say is a lie? How will I know if you're lying?" You asked, crossing your arms over your chest as you picked the dry skin off of your lips with your teeth.

"We came from families that never tolerate liars, Min," Jungkook said, sucking on his cancer stick. "And trust me—it's easy to spot a liar."

"Can I have your word for it then?"

He chuckled. "You have my word, Min," He drank down his liquor. "Shall we start the game?"

You reached over for the first card on the stack and read it, eyebrows furrowed deeply. "Name one person that you hate." You looked at Jungkook and he gestured for you to answer. Placing the card on the table, you took a deep breath. "I hate my Intro to Philosophy professor because he gives way too many assignments and the deadlines are all so close to one another. He fails people just because and he's a pervert."