◦•●It all started with lust in his eyes and greed in her heart●•◦
Synopsis: Jungkook, a wealthy chaebol son meets Rosè, a struggling rookie actress at one of his friends birthday party. Since then he can't get enough of her body and she can't help but run into his arms each time he gifts her something expensive.
Word count: 1.8k
Gener: Mature....
[Basically a shameless smut with a pinch of plot I wrote out of boredom. I ain't gonna warn or anything cause those are completely useless (saying from my personal experience 🤡). One more thing that this is an imagination only, used idols are only face claims so don't mix up reality with this]
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Jungkook's attempts at flattery and persuasion were obvious, they'd always been, right from the beginning, right from the time when his doe eyes met her across the room. That must have been intentional, his motives were clear and other than that there was simply no way with the constant gifts and overly generous compliments he gave her. One part of her told Rosè not to indulge with him in any kind of possible way, it was dangerous, he looked dangerous. She was just a rising star and there is miles for her to accomplish, encouraging his behaviours would only hamper her career but on the other hand, one small narcissistic part of her craved the attention he lavished and those sparkling stones on all the jewelry he supplied her with didn't hurt either. It was a small taste of a decadent life that Rosè had never been privy too, and it turns out she really loved the flavor. The taste of luxury did suit her. So even though she knew it was foolish, still Rosè kept entertaining his interest. Hence, how she ended up in his room once more.
His entire place was full of things, full of expensive stuff, to be precise. It seemed as though Rosè can find everything there if she only looks hard enough for it. It was a strange eclectic opulence, everything looked expensive, nothing matched, and yet somehow it looked like it all belonged there. It was like the finest dragon hoard, everything of value in one place where a watchful eye could be kept over it. Even his bed was abundant in excess, there were blankets made from wealthy looking fabrics, and pillows overflowing over top of them to the point many were strewn on the floor: an elegant mess. Rosè was still marveling at the sheer quantity of things when suddenly she caught a look at herself in his ornate mirror, and something clicked. Wearing several pieces of the jewelry he'd offered her- necklaces dripping with gemstones and rings glistening from fine metals on every finger, not to mention the hair pins- as well as the ornately embroidered dress, she actually looks like she belongs there. He'd collected her.
"This one is my favorite," Jungkook's raspy yet deep voice came from behind as he slowly approached her . Two of his arms slid around her waist and pulled her against his body. His right hand which was covered with multiple tattoos came angled from his back and lifted her chin with a gentle caress, and the other ran a long finger over the necklace he was referring to. No doubt the one worth the most. The way he touched it, Rosè knew in his mind it had never really been a gift, he was decorating his new favorite trinket.
Jungkook tilted her chin so he can finally press his lips with hers, and slip his tongue into her mouth. Rosè can still taste the wine on him that he'd shared with her earlier. His hands ran across the soft silk of her dress, there was something possessive in his touch, and it made Rosè hesitate. He pulled back from the kiss but did not released her chin yet, his eager eyes were boaring into hers.
"You seem concerned, my treasure," his voice was a low purr, "have I displeased you?" Rosè tugged her chin away and looked back in the mirror, the words 'my treasure' lingering in her mind. She took stock of the all the finery glittering against her skin and his limbs draped around her form. She looks great like this, she feels amazing. Turning in his arms, she runs one hand up his neck to the back of his head and brings him back near her lips for a far more eager kiss. A set of his fingers clutches her blonde hair. After a long set of seconds they finally part away and to tease him Rosè still in her breathless voice says,
