His Keen Desire-A Typical Love Story

Ch.9. A Wet Blanket

"You're coming with me, and that's final." He said approaching her, completely ignoring her words.

"I want you." He bulged his doe eyes out. "At any cost."

Her eyes widened at his statement. He took a few more steps towards her. The only distance remained between them was Aabi's hand in which she was holding the knife.

"I... I'm not going... anywhere... with you and... I'm really going to stab it." She clenched her fingers around the wooden haft of the knife.

He smiled internally at her statement as the knife was only inches away from him by now, yet she was only threatening him instead of wielding it.

He took a step forward and closed the distance by a few inches. The sharp tip of the knife was now touching his strong broad chest.

"Well princess, you have shown as much bravery as you had in your satchel. Now be a good girl and obey me." His deep husky voice echoed through her ears. "I'll give you a whole world... and of course, love, more than you could ever think."

At his words, she squinted her eyes tightly in fear and involuntarily waved the knife.

Jungkook immediately tried to hold her wrists.

"No way, stay away from me." She shouted with her eyes tightly closed. "I'll scream if you don't let go of my hand."

"Shout out, as loud as your lungs allow you, but remember one thing, my men are standing outside, whose hands do not tremble like this." He said flicking her wrist gently. "And my safety is more important to them than anything else in the world."

Aabi tried hard to free her hands from him, but his grip was not that weak.

"You can't force me like that. I hate thugs and murderers like you." Her patience was leaving her veins now.

She used the whole strength of both her hands to push him away, his feet did not leave the ground an inch. But in the course of Aabi's struggle, the sharp edge of the knife engraved a cut in his palm.

"Ah..." He grunted looking at her tightly shut eyes.

"What do you think of yourself? That you'll come here and... and scare me, threaten me, and I'll hand you over my body to play?" She was waving her hands in Jungkook's strong grip while her eyes were still shut.

Jungkook ignored her words and forcibly snatched the knife from her hands and threw it somewhere on the floor. Holding both her wrists in his hands, he came close to her. She was still writhing and straining to free her wrists.

Jungkook watched her closed eyes trembling intently and for a few moments, he became indifferent to everything around him.

Everything seemed to have lost its charm before the merged expressions of innocence and fear that were spread across her face at that moment.

Innocent face with clear complexion and plump cheeks which were having a natural glow although it was hidden under dirt and dust.

But the most beautiful things Jungkook found were the smudges on her transparent face which may have formed on her cheeks as a result of touching the face with her hands while doing the cleaning.

He got lost in flecks and stains of her face.

'Can a girl be beautiful even with dirt on her face...?' His heart asked.

'Yes, it can be. Look, she is here, standing right in front of you.' He satisfied his heart enough looking at her long and broad eyelashes.

Her thick, fluttering eyelashes were inciting Jungkook to do something insolence.