FACE-OFF | PJM

Chapter 12

Jungkook's senses were muddled as he slowly woke up, his head throbbing and his body burning with an unfamiliar heat. The effects of the drug were still strong, leaving him in a state of confusion and disorientation.

Desperate for some relief from the intense heat, he stumbled into the bathroom and turned on the cold water in the shower. The icy stream poured over him, causing him to shiver uncontrollably as he tried to cool down his overheated body.

Despite the cold shower, the searing heat within him refused to subside. He decided to return to the bed, hoping to sleep it off. As he turned his head, he was shocked to see someone else in the bed with him. His drug-induced haze made it difficult to identify the person.

The individual rolled over and hugged Jungkook tightly around the waist, their eyes still closed. Jungkook, clad only in a towel, felt the fabric slip from his body due to their movements. His breath hitched as the person's hand began to stroke his hardened length. He couldn't resist the temptation and unconsciously moved his hips in response, hoping for some relief.

Overwhelmed by desire and frustration, Jungkook grabbed their hand and rolled them over. Now on top of them, he held their face in his hands and captured their lips in a passionate and deliberate kiss.

The continuous knocking on Jungkook's door roused him from his sleep. He tried to sit up on the bed but felt a hand resting on his torso. Bewildered, he turned his head to find a beautiful woman with disheveled hair lying beside him. His initial surprise turned into recognition after a few blinks.

Lisa also opened her eyes and glared at Jungkook. She quickly covered herself with a blanket, a mixture of embarrassment and anger on her face. Before either of them could utter a word, the door burst open.

Jungkook instinctively shielded Lisa's figure from the intruders and shot a glare at the person who had barged into the room. To their shock, the room was now filled with police officers, reporters, and hotel employees.

One of the police officers spoke up, "We received a call about illegal activity in this room. You both need to prepare yourselves for an investigation."

A reporter wasted no time and began taking photographs of Jungkook and Lisa. Lisa's anger flared, and she grabbed a pillow, hurling it toward the reporters. "Have some decency! What is a reporter doing here? And why are you here? Manobal International Inc pays its taxes; we don't pay you to fabricate stories!"

The reporter continued to barrage them with questions, focusing on Lisa's engagement to Mr. Kim Mingyu. Jungkook, growing increasingly furious at the situation, finally spoke up. "Everyone, out now!" He pointed at the hotel employee who had used a spare key to gain entry. "Is this your idea of hotel service? Who gave you permission to bring these people into my suite? Get your manager here immediately!"

The manager, alerted to the commotion, arrived and offered apologies. He ordered the security guard to escort the reporter and the others out. With the unwanted intruders finally gone, the room fell into a tense silence.

Jungkook's mind was racing with confusion and alarm. He couldn't recall the events that had led to this situation, and seeing Lisa's clothes strewn on the floor only intensified his bewilderment.

"What happened?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

Lisa, looking distraught and on the verge of tears, replied, "I don't know." She couldn't piece together how she had ended up in Jungkook's bed after dinner with Mingyu. Her memory was hazy, leaving her feeling disoriented.

As Jungkook moved to get out of bed and put on a towel, his gaze fell upon the white sheets, where he noticed a small, red mark that sent a wave of panic through him. His mind began to piece together fragments of what might have occurred.

Lisa, sensing his unease, quickly got dressed, her face flushed with embarrassment. "Turn around," she requested, needing a moment of privacy to gather herself.

Lisa's reflection in the bathroom mirror stared back at her, her thoughts a tumultuous whirlwind. She couldn't help but feel a sense of loss, knowing that something precious had been taken from her, and it wasn't just her virginity but also her sense of control.

After a quick shower, she returned to the room, finding Jungkook already dressed. Her mind was racing with questions, and she needed answers.

"Did you notice something strange last night? Where are Jimin and Taehyung?" she inquired.

Jungkook explained, "Y/N was unwell, so Jimin rushed home during the business dinner. He tried to call you, but you didn't answer."

Lisa's eyes narrowed as she processed the information. She continued, "Were you also drunk last night?"

"I wasn't," Jungkook replied confidently. He knew his alcohol tolerance level, and he was certain he hadn't been intoxicated.

Lisa's curiosity deepened, and she pressed, "Then what happened?"

Jungkook struggled to recall the events of the previous night. "I was indeed drinking, but I wasn't drunk. My head was pounding, and my body felt like it was on fire..." He couldn't find the right words to explain the intense sensations he had experienced.

Lisa's expression shifted as realization dawned on her. "Your wine must have been drugged," she concluded.

The implications of what they were discovering were unsettling, and Lisa's mind raced with questions about who might have been responsible for drugging her and Jungkook.

Jungkook's guilt-ridden expression didn't escape Lisa's notice, but she wasn't focused on that at the moment. Her mind was racing, trying to piece together the events of the previous night.

"I was having dinner with my fiance, but he left because his girl was unwell due to her pregnancy," Lisa explained, her voice tinged with frustration. "I had a bit of wine, and then I don't remember anything after that."

Jungkook listened intently, realizing that they were both victims of a carefully orchestrated plan. Lisa's next question raised even more concerns.

"But what makes me curious is, how can they disperse my bodyguards?" Lisa continued. "It's clear that we're being tricked. Someone set this up."

Jungkook's eyes narrowed as he processed the implications of what Lisa was saying.

"This is Jimin's suite, right? It was supposed to be him," Lisa said, connecting the dots.

Jungkook nodded, confirming her suspicion. "Yes, I hadn't checked into any hotel yesterday, so he let me use his suite."

Lisa's chuckle was filled with irony. "I get it now."