Her sinful soul__a J.Jk ff

Chapter 23

"Jeon! Jeon! Your phone's been ringing for the past ten minutes-get out of the bathroom already!" Y/n shouted from the bedroom, glaring at the incessantly buzzing phone on the nightstand.

"Who is it?" Jungkook called out over the sound of running water.

"Jaspher," she replied, picking up the device.

"Just tell him I'm busy," Jungkook answered casually.

"Alright," Y/n said with a sigh and answered the call. "He's busy right now," she said bluntly and hung up without waiting for a response.

But not even a minute passed before the phone rang again. She rolled her eyes and answered with clear irritation. "What now?"

"Mam, please let me speak to Mr. Jeon. It's urgent," Jaspher said, his voice almost pleading.

"If he could pick up the phone himself, do you really think I'd be the one answering?" she snapped.

"Please, mam. I promise this is important."

Y/n was about to let her temper fly when suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind. Jungkook, fresh from the shower, pulled her into his warmth. His bare chest pressed softly against her back, only a towel secured around his waist. Droplets of water dripped from his damp hair onto her shoulder.

Taking the phone gently from her hand, he rested his chin on her shoulder. "What is it, Jaspher?"

"Sir, Mr. Anderson has extended an invitation. He'd like to meet for a collaboration in Hawaii."

"Mr. Anderson?" Jungkook asked, his fingers absentmindedly drawing soft circles on Y/n's stomach. "When?"

A Shiver ran down Y/n's spine.

"In a week, sir." Jaspher replied.

"Alright. Accept the invitation, and send a gift on my behalf," Jungkook instructed, then ended the call.

As he lowered the phone, his lips brushed against Y/n's cheek. "So... is my Jaan on her period or just in a mood?" he teased, nuzzling her neck.

Y/n turned in his arms, one brow raised. "Excuse me?"

Jungkook chuckled, letting his fingers trace lightly across her back. "You're a little extra fiery today. I like it," he whispered. "You know, you look even hotter when you're annoyed."
His fingers stopped at her bra hook and with a click he unhooked it.

Before she could respond, he leaned in and placed a quick kiss on her lips, mischievous as always.

Y/n gave a knowing smirk and gently pushed him toward the bed. "Then brace yourself, baby boy," she said, climbing on top of him. "Today, I'm in charge."

Jungkook lay back with a grin, hands tucked behind his head, eyes locked on her like she was the only person in his world. "Yes, ma'am."

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Time Skip - Evening

The living room was quiet except for the steady tapping of Y/n's fingers on her laptop and Jungkook's low voice as he spoke to businessmen over the phone. The atmosphere was calm-until the front door opened.

"How are you doing, sweetheart?" Mrs. Kim called out as she entered the Jeon mansion, her son walking beside her.

Y/n looked up, surprised. "Mother? What are you doing here?"

"Yaah! What kind of question is that? I came to see my daughter, obviously," Mrs. Kim replied with a dramatic sigh.

Jungkook's eyes narrowed as soon as he saw who accompanied her. "You? What are you doing here? Want to die by my hands?" he snapped at Hamin.