Y/n : What do you want master
He chuckled, his grip on her waist tightening even further. He lifted his head from her neck and looked directly into her eyes.
Jungkook: I want you,
he said simply, his voice firm yet laced with a hint of desire.
Ju...
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Author's pov
Jungkook walks in his dark cold black eyes looking at everyone, his bodyguards following him, his eyes immediately find you and he smirks
Y/n's dress
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He walks to the V.I.P section and as you pass by to collect the empty glasses, he grabs your wrist and pulls you on his lap
He smirks and puts his arm around your waist pulling you closer to him his hot breath hitting the side of your neck
Jungkook: Finally found what I was looking for
Y/n's heart was pounding in her chest as the cold, dark eyes of the mafia boss met her own. The room seemed to freeze as his bodyguards followed him, their presence adding an air of menace to the atmosphere. As she moved through the club, cleaning up and collecting empty glasses, she felt a strong hand grab her wrist. Before she could process what was happening, she was pulled onto the lap of the imposing man who sat in the V.I.P section.
He chuckled, his hand wrapping firmly around her waist, pulling her closer to him. She could feel the heat radiating from his body as his nuzzled his head into the crook of her neck, inhaling her scent. "You smell good," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly.
Y/n : What do you want master
He chuckled again, his grip on her waist tightening even further. He lifted his head from her neck and looked directly into her eyes.
