𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬 | 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 | 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

Ch 10:- Stalking the Stalker

Jk pov

My hands caressed her hair as I watched her sleep peacefully in her bed, snuggled up in the blankets. The way my air knocked out seeing her drown, I can still feel the fear grip my whole body.

This lady has me wrapped around her finger and I won't even complain. She is so... I don't know. This is so hard to explain, these feelings... these are fucked up!

I watched her, her face looking calmer than ever. This might be the most calm face I have seen till day. After the incidents her face held some fear but now... it seemed peaceful.

I pecked her forehead and looked at her. My eyes fell on her cleavage, My mark on her cleavage. Fucking hell. The more I try to go back, the more she pulls me. She is too hard to give up. Kang Y/n, you seriously are something really bad yet addictive.

I closed my eyes, too done with myself. Fucking Jeon, Control yourself, you can't let out your cover. She doesn't know that I was the fault of her condition, but if that means she will stay close to me, I don't want her to know too.

I sighed and got up walking out. She needed rest and I needed to complete some work.

Day:- Tuesday
Time:- 15:00
3 days later

Y/n pov

I laid on my bed while scrolling through my phone. What was I watching? An insta profile. No I wasn't Stalking... OK maybe I was.

Jeon Jungkook, 27 years, CEO of Golden fashions. His insta had 39k followers. Not surprised, with a physiques and looks like that, having a billion would also not be surprising.

His posts were mostly bout his company, his pics, his dogs pics and some random scenarios. Looking at this, he sure was interested in photography.

I watched a bit more or his account and sighed. Ohh I forgot to tell, I came back home.

Yeah, I actually did. And I kinda regret it. Like not seeing that handsome face everyday... OK I'm seriously gone crazy. This isn't love, it's a fucking obsession.

I was never the girl to believe in love. Love seemed beautiful, but as beautiful it looked, it was also like fire, ready to burn you down to ashes. Some seem so into it that they are ready to get themselves burnt.

Don't get me wrong, I saw it in front of my eyes. Mom and dad loved each other. A beautiful actress and a successful fashion designer, a beautiful family. But what happened at the end? Mom burnt into ashes while my dad... he must be somewhere in the world, with 0 regrets.

What year was it... Ohh 2024.. So my dad is already out? He had gotten 10 years prison, so probably, yhh he was out somewhere roaming freely.

The creeps I felt thinking of it was chilling. This is why I hate this. After so much time, I had come over it but now its floating back up. And whatever I think of goes and lands on the same topic, My monster of a dad.

I sigh and look at the pictures to distract my mind. Ngl, it works. Just seeing his face made me happy. Damnn this man is like a lifeline to me. Laying on my bed, I laid down, watching his picture, sooner and later, I was taken over by sleep.

Meanwhile (Jk pov)

I watched her through the screens while drinking my coffee. Smirking, I zoom the cameras to see her sleeping, her phone fell off her hand on the bed and a picture clearly seen. Me...

"So Mi Alma is Stalking her Stalker I see.... This is gonna be a fun one..."

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