Mafia and Muslimah: A journey to iman

part:6🦋

Jungkook groggily opened his eyes, his head throbbing with pain as he struggled to recall the events of the previous night. He found himself lying in bed, shirtless, and his heart skipped a beat in panic. As he turned his head, he was shocked to see Mia sleeping peacefully beside him, also without clothes.

Gulping hard, Jungkook tried to piece together what had happened. He held his head and groaned, the pain intensifying with each attempt to remember. The sound of his discomfort stirred Mia from her sleep.

She looked at him with concern and reached out to touch his shoulder. "Jungkook, are you okay?" she asked softly. Jungkook immediately jerked away from her touch, his eyes blazing with anger and confusion. "Mia, I won't say it again. Put on your clothes," he demanded, his voice firm and unyielding.

Mia's eyes widened in shock and embarrassment. She quickly gathered her clothes, slipping them on as she tried to process the situation. Jungkook turned away, his mind racing as he struggled to understand what had transpired between them.

As Mia dressed, Jungkook's anger boiled over. "What happened last night?" he asked, his voice harsh and demanding. Mia blushed and smiled shyly. "After dinner, you asked me to help relieve your tension. I couldn't deny you, Jungkook," she said, her voice soft and filled with a mix of shyness and satisfaction.

Jungkook stared at her in disbelief. "That's not possible," he said, shaking his head. "As far as I remember, I lost consciousness on your shoulder. Nothing else happened." His grip on her hand tightened, his eyes filled with a mixture of anger and desperation. "I want the truth from you, Mia. Nothing else," he demanded, glaring at her. Mia's smile faltered, and she looked away, her earlier confidence dissipating under his intense gaze.

She took a deep breath, sensing that Jungkook wasn't going to let this go easily. "You don't understand, Jungkook," she began, her voice wavering. "You were really out of it. You asked me to help you relax, to take away the tension you were feeling. I just wanted to help."

Jungkook's eyes narrowed. "Help? By taking advantage of the situation? Do you think that's what I wanted?" he said, his voice rising with each word. Mia's eyes filled with tears. "I didn't take advantage of you, Jungkook. You were in pain, and I wanted to comfort you," she said, her voice breaking.

Jungkook let go of her hand and rubbed his temples, trying to make sense of her words. "Comfort me? By undressing me and yourself? That doesn't sound like comfort, Mia. That sounds like manipulation. And why the hell I don't remember anything if I really asked you for this." he said, his tone icy.

Mia shook her head desperately. "No, it wasn't like that. You were so tense and in pain.Maybe you were drunk, that's why you don't remember anything. I thought... I thought if I could just make you feel better, you would appreciate it, you yourself asked for it" she pleaded. Jungkook took a deep breath, trying to control his anger. "I clearly remember I wasn't drunk.......Mia, listen to me carefully. If you really care about me, you'll tell me the truth." he asked, his voice steady but intense.

Mia's tears began to fall as she looked down at the floor. "I... I wanted to be close to you, Jungkook. You asked for it last night, you know how much I love you and I couldn't deny you.Please don't turn a deaf ear to me."

"Mia, don't do anything that could have dreadful consequences. Tell me the truth by yourself otherwise if I find out ......then be prepared for what's coming next"

Mia stood before Jungkook, tears streaming down her face, her voice trembling with emotion. "You are doubting me.I've given myself to you, Jungkook," she cried. "I can't back off now. I have nothing left to lose, and no one will accept me after this."

Jungkook took a deep breath, his gaze unwavering. "Get ready," he said suddenly, his tone authoritative. "We're going to the hospital. If there's any chance I've hurt you, I'll take responsibility."