Dangerous Woman (Rosekook Fanfic)

Chapter 21

Rosé POV

I felt a rush of emotions as our lips met in that tender kiss. It was as if the world around us had disappeared, leaving only the two of us in this moment of intimacy. The kiss deepened, and I could feel the intensity of the connection between us growing stronger.

As the kiss ended, Jungkook's gaze met mine, filled with a mixture of desire and something deeper. Without a word, he took my hand and led me back to his car. The drive was filled with a comfortable silence, our fingers intertwined as if to solidify the bond that had formed between us.

Soon, we arrived at his house. The night had taken an unexpected turn, and I could feel a surge of nervous excitement coursing through me. As we stepped inside, the atmosphere was charged with a different kind of tension. The anticipation of the night ahead hung in the air, both thrilling and slightly nerve-wracking.

Jungkook's kisses were gentle, his actions guided by a shared understanding of each other's desires. As our bodies moved in rhythm, the world around us faded into a blur, and there was only the sensation of being consumed by the intensity of our connection.

But just then, the kisses intensified. His tongue slipped into my mouth. I let out a soft moan. As the night was reaching its peak, reality came crashing back in. Jungkook's phone rang, the shrill sound cutting through the air like a harsh reminder of the world beyond the bubble we had created. He looked torn, his eyes flickering between me and the phone.

"It's okay, it might be important," I said, trying to hide the disappointment that was gnawing at me.

"I'm sorry..." He picked up the call, his expression shifting into one of seriousness.

"This better be important, Jimin hyung," he snapped, his tone icy with annoyance.

"Fuck, alright, I'll be there." He hung up the call and turned back to me, his demeanor softening as he pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead.

"I'm really sorry, Rosie. I'll make it up to you," he promised, his voice filled with sincerity as he started getting dressed.

"You should be," I teased, managing a small grin. He walked out of the bedroom, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

As I looked around the room, it struck me that I had been here for quite some time now, even though I had my own apartment with Mingyu. Mingyu... I wondered if he had been worried about me during my absence.

My mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. I glanced at the clothes the girls had lent me, a reminder of the unexpected connections I had formed with them and with Jungkook. If Jungkook didnt have that call, who knows what's going to happen to us? A simple answer to that, having sex. 

Sighing, I allowed myself to sink into the thoughts that had been nagging at me. Was it selfish to be here with him, experiencing moments of happiness, when there was still the weight of revenge hanging over me? What path should I choose? The choices felt overwhelming, and as I contemplated my next steps, I couldn't help but feel torn between the desire for connection and the thirst for justice.

Jungkook POV

As we gathered the information from Jimin hyung's efforts, it became evident that a particular group was conducting illegal activities within our territory. This situation was clearly in violation of the rules and boundaries that had been established. The very nature of our operation required us to maintain a delicate balance, and any encroachment from rival groups was a direct challenge to our authority.

We knew we had to address this issue swiftly and decisively. Our reputation and control over our territory were at stake. The welfare and security of the community we operated in were paramount, and allowing illegal businesses to flourish under our watch was not an option.

However, this matter wasn't a significant issue for us; we approached it as a cohesive team, united to eliminate the threat by any means necessary.