Forbidden Desires [jikook]

Chapter 1

3RD PERSON POV

A sleek, luxurious black car effortlessly glides up to a stop in front of the big mansion. The shiny exterior of the house gleams under the beautiful sunset, reflecting the beauty of its surroundings. A tall, handsome man dressed in a black suit gets out of the luxurious car first, heads to the back door, and pulls it open. As the door opens, a sense of sophistication and elegance emanates from within.

Another tall, handsome yet scary looking figure gets out of the car, he dressed elegantly in a black Armani suit and shiny black boots. You didn't have to know him to tell that he was a very wealthy man.. Without saying a word, he walked tall, heading inside the beautiful mansion, which was obviously fit for a millionaire.

Another figure got of the car, now compared to the latter, he was small, a bit on the short side, yes his choice of clothing showed that he was as rich as they come, but somehow his face had a sense of warmth and friendliness. He tucked his beautiful, silky, and shiny hair behind his ear and looked up at the guy who had opened the door for him.

"Thanks, Jungkook."

The voice was sweet and soft, but he sounded really tired. As tired as he was, that didn't stop him from giving a brief smile to the chauffer who had held the door open for him.

"You're welcome, Mr Park." The deep yet soothing voice of the chauffer was heard as he replied, maintaining his professionalism. Although he didn't ask a thing, he noticed how Mr Park's eyes were swollen and reddish, which could be because he had cried a lot. Come to think of it, the car ride was very awkward. It seemed like the two in the back were angry at each other for some reason. But that wasn't his business, of course. He's just a chauffer.

The said Mr Park gracefully walked his slim body towards the huge door that allowed them inside this house. Everywhere he walked, the scent of flowers filled the air. He smelled really good, and that wasn't his perfume. The beautiful scent only left the chauffer smiling a bit.

Getting inside the door, he was welcomed by the man who got out of the car first. He was sitting on the couch in the lounge, carrying a whole bottle of whisky and drinking straight from it. His elegant suit jacket was thrown on the floor, and he was wearing the shirt, which was now unbuttoned.

"I'm going to take a nap." Mr Park announced while already walking towards the staircase.

"Jimin." The deep voice of the other man called out. It made the smaller come to a halt as he wanted to listen to what the other had to say.

"I just wanted to teach him a lesson. I didn't mean to go that far. I didn't think that he would die because of it." The taller man said, his face didn't show a sign of sincerity or remorse as he was saying those words.

"Of course, you didn't think. You never think. You are a selfish person who only thinks of himself. And you are making me feel like a murder accomplice because of this. How can you brutally murder a person like that? What kind of a person are you?" Jimin asked, his pretty eyes glistened with tears. If he blinked twice, they would definitely fall.

"You know exactly what kind of person I am. I'm the kind of person who loves you from the bottom of my heart. The kind of person who would do anything and everything to make sure no one takes you from me. I'm the kind of person who doesn't like feeling threatened when it comes to you. I don't want to see you breathing next to other guys. I love you."

Jimin chuckled bitterly as he heard those words, love? This man knows nothing about love.

"YOU DON'T LOVE ME. YOU ARE OBSESSED WITH ME!" The smaller yelled as tears fell from his eyes. The taller got up and looked at Jimin.