Twisted Secret || Jeon Jungkook ✔

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"Bills have to be paid, Jungkook. Not all of us are successful businessmen." Y/N gave him a small smile, and he felt his heart race uncontrollably. 

Fuck!

Jungkook averted his eyes right after he felt relief wash over him as the elevator doors finally opened. He waited for Y/N to go out first and followed her right behind, though his mind wandered to her figure many times. She was so tempting; indeed, perfectly shaped. 

He could guess if one day he got very good luck and she undressed, her body would definitely fit perfectly in his hands.

Once he stepped outside, Jungkook felt like he could finally breathe. He yanked his tie as he walked toward the car that was always waiting for him outside his office. Opening the door, he shot the driver a look that told him to be ready. Y/N did a little hop and shuffle before settling into the car.

"I really don't need to eat. I can wait," she replied with a soft voice.

Jungkook shot her a glare as he took her crutches and put them in the trunk. While he glanced around at the busy city, Jungkook felt a small smile tug at his lips. He had Y/N in his car, and now he was finally given the opportunity to look after her. For once, his day was looking up.

He sat next to her, directing the driver to take them to an upper-class Italian restaurant recently opened. The food was top-notch, and he wanted to share the experience with Y/N.

She could feel the heat radiating from Jungkook beside her in the car, but brushed it off as her imagination. How could someone generate that much warmth just from sitting next to her? She pushed some of the hair away from her face, forcing herself to focus on the city passing by outside the window.

They were going to an Italian restaurant. Had Jungkook picked this place because he knew she loved Italian? How did he even know this? She began thinking jumbled thoughts as she tried to piece together what kind of man Jungkook was.

She felt tension in the car and kept her eyes outside, away from the man who sat beside her. This was the first time that they had been alone together, and he was somehow different. She did not want to dwell on why he suddenly acted very interested in her.

He hadn't even asked what she wanted for lunch. He just assumed.

Why are you getting mad? You're fine with anything.

She sat there, staring out the window, and tried to clear her head. Jungkook had been quiet on their way to the restaurant, and she found herself absentmindedly tracing the cast on her thigh.When they arrived, she was surprised to see Jungkook already standing at her door with her crutches. He reached out his hand to assist her from the car. A little hesitation before she took it, knowing it would be stupid to turn down his help.