Twisted Secret || Jeon Jungkook ✔

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"If you still need to be making calls, why do you bother coming home? I mean, I know this is your place and all, but why come home if all you're going to do is be on the phone?" She bit her lip, realizing she might have said too much.

"My business is all over the world. I've got to be prepared to take a call at all times. When I'm here, I can relax even though it's still business," Jungkook explained.

"Sorry," Y/N said, feeling a bit guilty.

"No, I don't mind your questions. You're finally talking to me again," he replied with a smile.The first few days, Y/N had behaved like a child, refusing to give him an inch. She didn't talk to him or even acknowledge his presence, except to tell him when his food was ready.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I'm not used to people ordering me around. I'm my own person," she admitted.

"You're still your own person," Jungkook assured her. "I'm happier that you're here. I'd hate for anything to happen to you."

"You lost a white carpet and a couple of plates."

Jungkook chuckled. "You were more concerned about the carpet than I was. I was more upset about the food being on the floor. I'd never in all my life considered eating off the floor until your food ended up there."

She laughed along with him. "Fine."

He carried their empty plates into the kitchen, but Y/N wouldn't let him do the dishes. After all, he had hired her to handle the cleaning. She followed him into the kitchen.

"I'm going to make a couple of calls," Jungkook said.

She didn't argue with him. After washing the dishes, Y/N made her way into her bedroom. She selected a long nightshirt before heading into the bathroom.

When the cast finally came off her leg, she was going to enjoy the luxury of bathing in the large tub. For now, she sat on the toilet, filled the sink with water, and started to wash the rest of her body. She carefully wiped around the cast on her leg. After cleaning her body and face, she finished by washing her hair. Wrapping herself in a towel, Y/N made her way back into her bedroom.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she dried her body while staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her curves stood out, making her feel uncomfortable. Anaya had been slender with only the smallest of curves.

Stop it,she told herself.

Turning away from the mirror, she pulled on her nightshirt in jerky movements.

Jungkook gripped his cock as the water cascaded over his body. In his mind, he saw Y/N, without the cast, on her knees before him. Being around her daily was wreaking havoc with his thoughts. Most nights, he lay in bed, turned on, knowing she was only a few feet away from him. The best part of his day was nighttime when she wore a thin shirt that did nothing to hide her glorious, full body from his view.