The King's Obsession

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C191 - Hunting- Part 1

Any and every thought that she was formulating in her mind washed away when Jungkook kissed her. It wasn't a peck as he pulled her by her waist, almost having her where he wanted by pulling her to his front and stepping forward. Both his hands moved to hold the sides of her face, kissing her as he pressed his lips on hers.      
When Jungkook pulled away from kissing her, Lisa's clouded eyes came to meet his where he stared at her,      

"You are mine, right?" it wasn't a question, but the words of confirmation and Lisa's lips moved to reply,     

"I am my own person," the grip of his hands tightened on her face and Jungkook's eyes looked at her fiercely. He wanted to hear she was his and no one else', not even her own. His fingertips moved to the side of her face, feeling her skin heat up at his touch and the rate of her heart beat increased.      

"Are you sure about that?" he asked. His hand moved towards her neck and then slowly down her chest. Lisa's breath hitched when Jungkook's hand didn't move away but continued to trace down to her chest as if brushing the edge with the back of his fingers where her tips were, "Why do you make it difficult for yourself?" he whispered on her lips.      

Lisa stared back into his red eyes, not backing away from the intimidating gaze that was dark because of the time in the night, "What do you want me to say?" she asked him.      

"Tell me that you are mine," a smile stretched on his lips, wickedness coating it and Jungkook then moved to pat her head, "It isn't that hard."      

Jungkook was a smart man who knew exactly what he wanted. Without waiting for the time, he made sure the time turned in his favour. A King who was handsome, smart and pushy but Lisa hadn't given him her heart. Feelings were to be earned and not forced. It wasn't that Lisa was not aware of his tricks. She often found out about it when time had passed, and she had fallen into his traps.      

He had tried seducing her, his words and touch was nothing less when it came to intoxicate her like the liquor she had drank in one of the soirees.      

The worst part was that Lisa remembered every second she had spent with him. The movements of his hands and his lips on her, somewhere it bothered her and her legs squeezed themselves at the thought of it.      

"You might have got me to accept the marriage, milord, but the feelings are something that will take time," she answered truthfully.     

"I am fine with that. We have all the time you need in this world. Take all your time to catch those feelings. In the meantime we can work with your needs," Jungkook said, his hand pulled Lisa to have her front pressed on his, "I cannot tell you how pleased I am that you are not fighting yourself with what you have," if she hadn't listened to him by now, Jungkook would have picked up another path to get her to agree, and it wouldn't be pretty. Thankfully for Lisa's own sake, she had stopped resisting, and she was accepting what he was giving her.      

It was only a matter of time that the intoxicating poison of Jungkook would spread in her body and mind until she would have nothing but him to belong to, to depend on. He leaned towards her shoulder, bending down while one of his hands that was on her shoulder pushed the fabric of her dress so that he could kiss her. Lisa's body froze for a second, breath escaping from her lips. His nose moved up to the column of her neck.     

"I cannot help but wonder why you smell this sweet to me," Jungkook said this in the shell of her ear. Lisa closed her eyes, feeling his soft breath on her ear and the cold air hitting the skin on her shoulder which he had exposed for him to take. Taking a whiff from her, Jungkook finally pulled away from her.