Whispers of Submission jjk

Chapter 24

The moment my lips touched Jungkook's, I knew I wasn't just kissing him—I was making a statement. My fingers curled into his shirt, my body pressing against his as I deepened the kiss, pouring every ounce of defiance, rage, and possession into it.

I could feel the tension in his shoulders shift, his grip on my waist tightening as he pulled me impossibly closer. He wasn't just responding; he was claiming, marking me as his in front of everyone, especially Aria.

When I finally pulled away, my heart was hammering against my ribcage. Jungkook's dark gaze locked onto mine, his breath ragged, his pupils blown wide. And then, like the final move in a game of checkmate, I turned to Aria, lifting my middle finger in a silent, victorious taunt.

Her face was a mixture of shock and fury, her cheeks burning red, her fists clenched at her sides. I had won. And she knew it.

The satisfaction that surged through me was fleeting. The weight of what I had just done, of what this meant, settled in my chest like a cold, heavy stone. I didn't have time to process it before Jungkook's hand wrapped around my wrist, pulling me through the crowd, away from the scene I had set ablaze.

The moment we were alone, the air between us changed. He pushed me against the nearest wall, his body caging mine in, his gaze burning through me.

"Fuck, Y/N," he breathed, his fingers trailing up my arm, sending a shiver down my spine. "Did you just—"

"I did," I whispered, my voice barely steady.

A slow, dark smile stretched across his lips. "You just told the entire world that you're mine."

I swallowed hard, my body betraying me as my pulse raced. "Maybe I did."

His eyes gleamed, predatory and knowing. "You're playing a dangerous game, sweetheart."

"I'm not scared."

"You should be."

Then he kissed me again, rough and desperate, as if he needed to remind me exactly who he was and what I had done. And for a moment, I let him.

The next morning, I found solace in the garden. The world was quiet here, untouched by the chaos I had invited into my life. I needed the air, the space, the illusion of peace.

But peace wasn't meant for me.

Aria appeared like a shadow on my path, her heels clicking against the pavement as she stopped in front of me, her smirk cruel, victorious.

"I have something to show you."

I didn't want to see it. Whatever it was, I knew it was meant to hurt me.

She reached into her purse, pulling out her phone. My stomach twisted as she turned the screen toward me.

Photos. Of Jungkook. Of her. Together.

Laughing. Smiling. Kissing.

The air was sucked from my lungs. The world tilted under my feet, my pulse roaring in my ears.

"Surprised?" Aria's voice was a dagger, twisting deep. "You really thought you were the only one?"

My fingers curled into fists at my sides, but my body refused to move. I was frozen in place, my mind spinning in a thousand directions at once.

Aria stepped closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Jungkook and I have history. You? You're just a phase."

Something inside me cracked, sharp and violent. I forced my body to move, to step back before I did something I couldn't take back.

Aria laughed. "Oh, poor Y/N. You really thought you won, didn't you?"

She turned and walked away, leaving me standing there, the weight of those photos crushing me.

I didn't know how long I stood there, the world moving around me as I tried to breathe, to think, to not fall apart.

Then, without hesitation, I turned on my heel and made my way to Jungkook's classroom.

I needed answers.

Jungkook looked up the second I stepped into his class, his expression shifting the moment he saw my face. His brows furrowed, concern flickering in his eyes.

"I need to talk to you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Now."

He was on his feet instantly, guiding me out of the classroom without a word. The moment we were alone, he cupped my face, his touch gentle despite the tension in his grip. "What's wrong?"

I took a shaky breath, meeting his gaze. "I saw the photos."

His hands stiffened, his expression darkening. "Photos?"

"Of you and Aria."

Realization dawned in his eyes, followed by something more lethal. "That bitch."

"She told me you have history. That I'm just a phase."

Jungkook's jaw clenched. "You believe her?"

I swallowed hard. "I don't know what to believe."

That was the truth. The only truth I could give him.

Without another word, he grabbed my hand, leading me through the halls with purpose.

"Jungkook—"

"She wants to play games?" His grip on my hand tightened. "Fine. Let's fucking play."

We found Aria where she always was—surrounded by her followers, basking in the attention she thrived on.

Jungkook didn't hesitate.

The second we reached her, he grabbed her phone from her hands, scrolling through the photos she had shown me. He scoffed. "These? You think this means something?"

Aria's smirk wavered. "They were real."

Jungkook stepped closer, his voice low, dangerous. "They were old. Before her. Before us. And they meant nothing."

Aria's confidence cracked. "You don't mean that."

Jungkook's lips curled into something cruel. "I do. And if you ever try to fuck with Y/N again, I swear to God, you'll regret it."

Before she could respond, he turned to me, his hands cupping my face as he forced me to look at him.

"Listen to me," he murmured, his voice softer now, meant only for me. "You are not a phase. You are not replaceable. You are fucking everything."

My heart slammed against my ribs, my mind screaming at me to run, to not let myself fall.

But it was too late.

Jungkook tilted my chin up, his lips brushing against mine. "Don't let her lies get inside your head, baby."

I exhaled sharply, my hands gripping his wrists. "I need space."

He froze. "What?"

"I just... I need time to think."

His grip on me tightened before he let out a slow, measured breath. "Fine. But don't think for a second that I'm going to stop fighting for you."

And with that, he kissed me—deep, possessive, as if branding me all over again.

A promise. A warning.

One I wasn't sure I was strong enough to resist.