OFFICE ROMANCE

Emma~010

Jeon Jungkook was the most desirable man I had ever met. He had an unmatchable beauty and an unforgettable personality.

No matter how much I denied it, he had an effect on me or else why would I kiss him back when we weren't even in a relationship?

I just melted in his touch.

The way he grabbed my hair, sucked my lips and pulled me closer by my waist, was so lethal yet charming.

The way he handled me with such rawness and roughness yet I could seek comfort and softness in it, was insane and addicting.

The guy was totally driving me insane.

I met Christian when I was in London, we were good friends but his proposal had made me rethink our relationship.

The way Jungkook made me forget that 3 years of friendship in a kiss, was questionable. I forgot Christian existed or even the fucking world around us that was staring at us.

I didn't even remember who I fucking was.

'I am going to plunge that same finger inside your tight pussy one day' He.Better.Does.

That line itself was enough to get me wet and I couldn't stop but replay it again and again.

The thought of him was enough to arouse me.

I so passionately hated him yet I didn't deny the fact how much of a whore I was to passionately want him to touch me, feel me and fuck me.

I could still feel his presence, his scent and his gentle yet rough touch.

I was cleaning my attic when I found a video camera. I didn't remember buying it.

I sat comfortably on the floor and opened it after blowing away the dust on it. I opened it.

'It's my birthday and Emma is all set to get me diarrhoea!' Yoongi, my brother spoke while recording the video in our kitchen. I was baking his favourite fruit cake.

My eyes teared up and I was practically shaking in agony and helplessness.

'Last time I checked, it was you who made the terrible chicken at the Thanksgiving! Andria had to run to the hospital later!" I spoke rolling my eyes at him.

"It was because you helped me in it, Emma!' he hit my head and I grabbed the biggest spoon in the kitchen before hitting his butt.

'Hey! I am older to you, though I look younger! I see your skin's wrinkling!' he chuckled.

'Dad!' I shouted and he closed my mouth with his hand.

'Ssh, Emma crackhead!' he smacked my head.

I closed the video camera and wiped my tears. My stomach was wrenching in nostalgia and my heart beat slowly at his remembrance.

Now that I remember, it belonged to Yoongi. He liked making video diaries.

I often asked him why he made them and he would reply saying I would laugh seeing these one day in his remembrance, only if he knew.

His addiction to commentary and cameras led him to become a famous newsreader on a big channel in Korea.

"I am so sorry! You died so early!" I hiccupped looking at the ceiling, hoping he would hear me.

My phone rang and I sighed before clearing my throat and answering the call.

"Emma, where are you?" Andria asked happily.

"At home, you want something?" I asked.

She was pregnant and had been craving for multiple things nowadays.