His Devious Love✓(Book 1)

Peaceful

Two months ago

It was already morning when Jungkook opened his eyes and found her sleeping peacefully in his arms.

Jungkook stirred awake, his body instinctively pulling her closer before he fully opened his eyes to see her still sleeping soundly in his arms.

He smiled; his smile was genuine, his fingers lightly tracing the curve of her waist.

She moved a little in her sleep.

"Please, five more minutes," she mumbled in her sleep.

His heart skipped a beat at her words, and he couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Alright, just a few more minutes." He carefully wrapped his arm around her, pulling her closer as he rested his head on the pillow, closing his eyes, and enjoying this moment of peace. Her head was on his chest.

She opened her eyes immediately upon hearing his sleepy, husky voice. She realized she had slept with him last night. She looked up at him.

His eyes fluttered open as he felt her stir in his arms, and a lazy smile spread across his face as he saw her awake.

He tightened his grip on her waist, not wanting to let her go yet.

She looked around, dumbfounded, still processing her condition.

He raised an eyebrow, his smirk returning.

"You seem... speechless, babe." He chuckled, raising his hand and tucking loose hairs behind her ear.

"I have to go to college," she said, looking away.

"So soon? But the day's just started." His face fell a bit, but then she saw a sly glint in his eyes.

"Wanna skip classes today?" he suggested, his lips upturned into a grin.

"No way, I love my studies," she answered immediately.

He laughed, shaking his head.

"Of course you do. You're my good girl." He softly poked the tip of her nose with his fingers before letting go of her and getting out of bed. "I'll see you after classes then."

"No, Mr. Jeon, I already told you we aren't meeting again." She replied calmly.

He raised an eyebrow, a hint of annoyance crossing his face. He let out an exasperated sigh before sitting down next to her on the bed.

She clutched the bed sheet tighter, not knowing how he would react.

He noticed her fearful demeanor and furrowed his brows.

He reached out to place a hand on hers, trying to soothe her.

"Look, Annie, let me make something very clear. First, you are mine, and second, we will meet every day, whenever I feel like meeting you, and you can't resist it. Third, they deserved that. Don't you think a girl can be traumatized by the shit they did? If anyone touches my girl, they are gone. It doesn't matter how many they are or how powerful they are!"

Her heart raced at his words; he was looking straight into her eyes.

He searched her eyes, as if trying to read her thoughts. He looked serious, but a small smile played on his lips.

"And fourth, you will never be afraid of me. I would never hurt you. You are precious to me more than you can imagine. Now come on, smile."

She unknowingly smiled.

He grinned widely, relieved to see her smile, and leaned in closer to her.

He reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and gazed at her before leaning in.