There's no mercy when I f*ck you pretty one. Dominance is what I CRAVE the most."
Synopsis :
A tragic love story of a boy who fell in love with a wrong one who tainted his mind with his own cunning lust that was carried forward by the tough male...
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The kitchen was filled with heated tension, the stranger's lips pressed urgently against Y/n's neck as he lifted her effortlessly onto the countertop. The air was thick with desire, and Y/n was lost in the moment, her mind swimming with the intoxicating heat of his touch. His hands roamed her body with a mix of roughness and need, each movement sending shockwaves through her. Her breath hitched as his lips trailed lower, leaving a burning trail in their wake. The stranger's mask concealed his face, adding a sense of mystery and danger that only heightened Y/n's desire. The kitchen felt like it was spinning as her heart raced, the sounds of her soft m0ans filling the small space. She didn't know who this man was, only that he had walked into her life with a storm of energy she couldn't resist. But their passion, as all-consuming as it was, was suddenly interrupted by the sound of the front door unlocking. Y/n's eyes shot open, her body stiffening as she heard familiar voices coming from the hallway.
"Y/n? Are you home?" Namjoon's voice echoed, startling her out of the moment. Her heart dropped into her stomach.
Her son's soft cries could be heard as Namjoon comforted him, trying to calm the child. Footsteps followed, and Y/n's mind went blank with panic. Namjoon wasn't alone. Jimin and Jin were with him. The duo came to pick him as Namjoon's car met with an accident midway and Taeho was scared after the accident. Before she could react, the stranger's hand covered her mouth, muffling the sound of her panicked gasp. His eyes locked with hers, dark and intense. In one swift motion, he lifted her from the counter and carried her, quiet and purposeful, into the bathroom attached to the kitchen. He shut the door softly, the lock clicking into place as he pressed Y/n against the cool tile wall.
"Shhh. There's someone looking for you." The stranger whispered while you stared at him with big eyes.
Her mind raced, torn between the fear of getting caught and the thrill of the stranger's touch. He was still holding her tightly, his hands roaming with possessive urgency. His lips found hers again, and despite the situation, Y/n couldn't resist k!ssing him back, the heat between them flaring even brighter. Outside the bathroom, Namjoon, Jimin, and Jin stood in the living room, confusion etched across their faces. The baby's cries had subsided, but they couldn't ignore the sounds that had been coming from the kitchen just moments ago the unmistakable m0ans that left little to the imagination.
Namjoon glanced toward the kitchen, his brow furrowed. "Did you..hear that?"
Jin looked equally bewildered, his gaze shifting between Namjoon and Jimin. "I thought I did...but surely, that can't be.."
Jimin's eyes widened. "Is she with someone?"
Namjoon's face turned to one of concern as he glanced back toward the kitchen. "But who? No one else should be here except us..."
Back inside the bathroom, the stranger, still wearing the mask, pressed Y/n against the wall, his movements growing more urgent as he turned on the shower, letting the water cascade around them. The sound of the running water drowned out the voices from the other room, but the fear of being discovered made Y/n's pulse race even faster. The stranger's hands gripped her hips as he pulled her closer, the steam from the shower mixing with the intensity of their heated embrace. Y/n's mind was spinning. The feeling of his body against hers, the warmth of the water, the danger of being caught just outside the door. She was swept up in a whirlwind of sensations, unable to process anything but the man in front of her.
