Jungkook stood in the dimly lit room, his gaze fixed on her handcuffed figure. His stomach churned with a mix of conflicting emotions as he wrestled with the consequences of his actions.
He had bound her out of fear of losing her, a desperate attempt to keep her close, but now, seeing her vulnerable and restrained, something deeper stirred within him.
It was turning him on.
Her wet figure cuffed to the bed.
She glared at him with fury, her eyes burning with a mixture of anger and fear.
She knew that look in his eyes.
He was feeling horny.
"Don't you dare, Jungkook! I'll kill you, i am telling you !" Her voice cracked with raw emotion, her fists clenched in defiance.
Jungkook's lips curved into a wry smile, though he knew it only stoked her ire further.
"Relax, babe," he said softly, his tone belying the tension in the room.
"I'm not going to fuck you."Her breath hitched at his words, a mixture of relief and disbelief flickering across her features. She struggled against the handcuffs, her body tense with the urge to lash out at him.
"It's just that you're wet," Jungkook continued, his voice calm yet tinged with an edge of urgency.
"Your clothes are soaked. You need to change, otherwise, you'll catch a cold."Before she could protest, Jungkook moved closer, his fingers deftly tracing the fabric of her shirt. In a swift motion, he tore it apart, exposing her skin to the cool air.
Her eyes widened in shock, a sharp inhale escaping her lips.
He unclasped her bra from her back.
"Fuck" he cursed.
She glared at him incredulously.
He stood up from the bed and approached her with a t-shirt.
"And how will you make me wear it?" She asked through gritting teeth.
He released one of her wrists from the handcuffs. Anger simmered beneath the surface as she allowed him to guide her arm through the sleeve, her movements stiff with resistance.
"Like this, babe," Jungkook smirked, his tone casual despite the tension crackling in the air.
Her lips pressed into a thin line as he freed her other wrist and helped her into the t-shirt.
"What about pants?" she demanded, her voice sharp with defiance.Jungkook paused, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes.
"You don't need pants," he remarked casually, his smirk widening.
"Actually, you don't even need this," he added, gesturing towards the t-shirt he had just put on her.
"But since we're having a little disagreement and I need to keep my focus..." His voice trailed off suggestively, knowing full well the effect his words would have on her.
"I can't distract my self you know" he said with a wink, she looked away huffing in anger.
He pulled out few clothes for himself and shameless removed his all clothes in front of her.
"Shameless" she mattered under her breath.
He let out a laugh.
"You didn't say this when I was eating your pussy babe." He replied with a smirk.
He walked out from the room after wearing his jogger.
He sensed her gaze on him as he gathered a plate of food from the kitchen, her eyes burning with a mixture of frustration and defiance.
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His Devious Love✓(Book 1)
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