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Date -Sat, 22 Apr 23

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"Master, breakfast is ready." A maid bowed politely asking for his approval on dining table.

"Hm." He hummed before dismissing her. He spent last night with iu in his office and now alot of work is pending. He dropped her home and had breakfast there although he's home after that. morning was a headache. After freshening up he begins to work on his laptop.

He hasn't seen you once after that kissing incidence. He can't believe himself, he fucking missed you and wants to see you badly. He is aware of the fact that you're trying to ignore him.

He exhaled a deep breath as he bolted his laptop. Peeping at his phone to see 23 missed calls and 18 texts. He slide his phone open to see 10 th missed calls from his hyung only. He poked his cheek before giving him a call.

Ring.

Ring.

Ring.

"YOU BASTARD!, WHAT THe hell were you doing taht you couldn't recieve a single call." Jungkook immediately put the phone away from his ear. Closing his eyes, he cursed under his breath.

"What a wonderful way of greeting hyung." He sarcastically remark rolling his eyes on the way.

"You ungrateful brat this is how you returns the favour? you were aware of the consequences of ruining the meeting don't you!, if I wasn't there to save your ass than you were sure to lose a lot!." He barked through the mobile.

"Tsk tsk..." He hissed in disapproval. "Hyung, their tiny buisness is no harm for my empire." He stood up authority flaming through his aura. Pride was dripping from his gold gaze, flames. proud at his well built empire.

He walked himself in the direction of window where he can catch glimpse of half of the city and the forest. "Apart from that, they have a very good knowledge in taking an enemy out of me hyung, a snap of my finger is enough to ruin their whole career." He stood arrogantly, the eldery man sighed through the other side. He's aware of jungkook's capacity and power's he can do that without working hard on it.

"Yah yah whatever floats the boat, remember you've gigantic amount of work left in office, Do not expect any help from me and also must give a call to Mr.kang."

"That Kang again." He rolled his eyes. "I'll make sure of that." Saying that he cut the call.

and went downstairs.

His Dark like chocolate eyes desperately yet unknowingly searched for that specific tiny form at the hall. His eyes relaxed itself after spotting you cooking and talking with your mom.

His eye's lingered down.

You wore that of a loose cream dress that reaches till your mid thighs, concealing it with the white apron you had on your tiny waist going up till your neck.

His captivating orbs observing every little move you manufactures.

How you acquire to be irritated cutting green onions making a face. Pouting as your mom scolded you for not being qualified enough to cut the toppings in minimum equal size, his gaze lingered at your lips for a little too longer than needed, recapturing everything occurred in that certain night.

He exhaled a deep breath visualising your soft plump lips.

They made him greedy. Greedy for more. Those luscious lips made him act insanely, a horny fucking teenager.