Money. Sex. Power.
It ruled the world and Sasha Torres was going to feel every aspect of it. From the moment she is thrust into a world filled with all things desired, she is bound to what it feels like when three suitors come along and have her und...
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"Because if you don't...I'll handle this fucking shit myself."
That alone sent shivers down the blonde's spine, leaving him speechless. Jimin knew when Jungkook could be playful but was aware when the man could be serious by the tone of his voice and how he spoke his words very clearly.
Call it what you want, but Jimin knew that his relationship with Jungkook was complex, so he had to remind himself who he was with. He was with a vampire born into the Jeon Clan lineage; one who saved him from himself and here they were...four hundred years later.
Damn, was he lucky?
"Are we clear?"
Jimin did not speak another word watching Jungkook lean away bearing his intense eyes down onto the smaller. He was hesitant to answer the question, so in his most defensive stance, he folded his arms with his sharp eyes set sternly, nodding. Jungkook knows the defensive stance all too well, so without creating a fuss, the ravenette turns on his heel walking away but towards the main entrance of the home.
This confuses him immediately, Jimin followed behind asking, "Where are you going?" Staring at Jungkook's retreating figure leaving through the front door. "I know you heard me."
"I'm going for a ride, babe. I'll bring you back some food and dessert for your tummy." Jungkook reassures him. "Be good for me and no arguments with Taehyung while I am gone." He says reaching for the pair of keys mounted on the wall.
"No kiss?"
The ravenette pauses in his steps, biting back a cheeky grin knowing that Jimin was expecting some affection before his departure. Even if they argued to and fro, for some reason, one always expected the other to be the first to show some type of affection or intimacy.
Without a second thought or doubt, Jungkook turns around, slowing his steps, slightly teasing the blonde to await his kiss. Jimin's face remains stoic but itching to break since he knew Jungkook was teasing him with his slow, tantalizing steps, sometimes stopping mid-step just to let out a breathless chuckle.
