" Welcome, sweetheart. ", Jungkook rasped out with his fierce gaze on the Snifter glass, which he is pouring.
Iseul halted at the entrance of his room, hearing his raspy tone, she gulps her saliva looking at Jungkook sitting on the couch, in tight black jeans and a black Turtle neck T-shirt.
The Buttler who helped her to reach Jungkook's room bowed and left.
" Close the door, Iseul. ", He rasped with his gaze still on the Snifter glass, he sips the Château Lafite Rothschild, with his blue orbs on the liquor.
Iseul clutched her bag tight and shook her head as she doesn't want to be with him, inside the room with a closed door.
Jungkook rested his back on the head of the couch, he sips the wine not caring about her denial.
Iseul jumped in her place when the door of the room get closed by someone. The poor girl turns to the closed door and bangs the door asking to open it.
"It's useless, sweetheart. ", he rasped out while sipping his wine.
Iseul seized her bag in a dense grasp, knowing he is the one who closed the door.
" Come, sweetheart, sit beside me. ", He said and turn his blue bewitching orbs to her.
Iseul turns her face to him. Iseul shook her head, as she just want to hand him the file and run far away from him.
His chest vibrates, and he sniggers and oscillates his head.
" Come here.. Sweetheart... I won't eat you. ", said in his throaty voice.
Iseul's teeth grip her lips in a firm hold, looking at his murderous gaze. She promptly unzips her bag and pulls out the file.
She stretches her feet to him, she walks to him.
He tilt his head, when she stand infront of him. He raises his head and his lips curved up, looking at her innocent facial structure infront of his eyes.
His fierce eyes gleamed as The spaghetti strap top of pearl shade is caressing his beast, and provoking him to throw her on his bed and have her all for himself. Fvck She shouldn't wear this infront of a man like him.
