{BOOK TWO}...Daunted by the singular tastes and dark secrets of the beautiful, tormented young entrepreneur Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook has broken off their relationship to start a new career with a Seattle publishing house.
But desire for Taehyung...
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Jungkook P.O.V.
Holding out his hand, he leads me out into the hallway and to a door beside the stairs. He opens it, revealing a large room roughly the same size as his playroom, which must be directly above us. This one is filled with books.
Wow, a library, every wall crammed floor to ceiling. In the center is a full-size billiard table illuminated by a long triangular-prism-shaped Tiffany lamp.
"You have a library!" I squeak in awe, overwhelmed with excitement.
"Yes, the balls room as Eunwoo calls it. The apartment is quite spacious. I realized today, when you mentioned exploring, that I've never given you a tour. We don't have time now, but I thought I'd show you this room, and maybe challenge you to a game of billiards in the not-too-distant future."
I grin at him.
"Bring it on." I secretly hug myself with glee. Jaehyun and I bonded over pool. We've been playing for the last three years. I am ace with a cue. Jaehyun has been a good teacher.
"What?" Taehyung asks, amused.
Oh! I really must stop expressing every emotion I feel the instant I feel it, I scold myself."Nothing," I say quickly.
Taehyung narrows his eyes.
"Well, maybe Doctor Flynn can uncover your secrets. You'll meet him this evening."
"The expensive charlatan?" Holy shit.
"The very same. He's dying to meet you."
"Oh, really, if that's the case, we should really get going, Mr. Kim" -
Taehyung takes my hand and gently skims his thumb across my knuckles as we sit in the back of the Audi heading north. I squirm, and feel the sensation in my groin.
I resist the urge to moan, as Taylor is in the front, not wearing his iPod, with one of the security guys whose name I think is Sawyer.
I am beginning to feel a dull, pleasurable ache deep in my belly, caused by the balls.
Idly, I wonder, how long will I be able to manage without some, um... relief? I cross my legs. As I do, something that's been niggling me in the back of my mind suddenly surfaces.
"Where did you get the lipstick?" I ask Taehyung quietly.
He smirks at me and points toward the front. "Taylor," he mouths.
I burst out laughing. "Oh." And stop quickly - the balls.
I bite my lip. Taehyung smiles at me, his eyes gleaming wickedly. He knows exactly what he's doing, sexy beast that he is.
"Relax," he breathes. "If it's too much..." His voice trails off, and he gently kisses each knuckle in turn, then gently sucks the tip of my little finger.
