PROTECT YOU <JUNGKOOK X READER>

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

Y/n

Hoseok came approaches me. His face contains a satisfied grin, as if he is winning something, he came to claim his trophy whatsoever. I do not jumped into the conclusion that quick.

The person he just spoke on the phone and announced died probably not someone in my mind. It could be someone else knowing how ruthless he is and easily take lives. He's a depraved bastard as everyone know.

He look into my eyes, tucked my hair behind my ear and he caressing my cheeks. My tears leaking out of my eyes as it already there for a long second. My body represent fear whenever he is near me, fear and despise.

I stood still, closing my eyes and not wanting to see him. Feeling his breathing hitting my skin, which mean he's leaning closer now. However, his hand holding mine securely. He wants to add the love and care in his touch which is never work, because I hate him so much.

"Hello, sweetheart, what are you doing standing here?"

"I just pass by."

"Why?"

"Why not?" I ask back not wanting to have conversations with him. But he has another plan, he holds my hands and stare into my eyes. He hold my gaze no matter I want to avoid them.

"Remember when we met first time, sweetheart?" He whispers to my ear and I slowly open my eyes. My brain, unconsciously recalling the memory of him and I meet for the first time, as if he's also controlling the way my mind should do.

"I don't want to remember anything."

He smirked but smiling regardless, laughing at my reluctant.

"So you rather lost your memory so we could start over?"

What is he talking about?

"Not either." I removed his hands away from my body and step back, I don't wanna be here. But he senses it, that's why he grab my hand and pull me back toward him, it was too fast, I didn't realize I put my hands in his chest while his hands securely holding my waist to keep me close.

"I'm not finish yet, I have a good news for you." His voice stern. I look up to see his angry eyes. It's adding the fear in my body that I want to hide.

"We're leaving this house soon as our house in Gwangju is done."

To my surprise, I don't know that we'll move out to another place. I thought this place is already be the last place he would hide me.

"Why?"

He smirked, mocking my question and innocence.

"Because I can do my work from here sweetheart, it's too far."

"It's not my problem, I like it here, you can go do your work while I'm staying here with Irish." I didn't realize what I told him could make his smile wider in proud. This bastard senses it again.

"So you wanna play welcoming husband after work like a good wife, cook for me and have a romantic dinner, and lengthy make love afterwards?"

I push his chest and it's almost make me stumble. But I manage to stand on my feet without falling, he finally released me.

"Stop imagining things that would never happen, HoSeok, I just don't wanna move to another place because Irish is really hard to adapt with her surroundings, it's for her, she's comfortable here, and if you worried about your work then it's not my problem." I shout to him and then turn away to leave from the scene.

I don't know what's got into my mind. I just told him loudly that I finally accept this situation with him in it. Not remembering about Jungkook at all. He's the man I love, and I don't know what happened to him after he sent him out of the island. And the phone call I heard from him still ringing in my ears.