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Mafia Queen's Daddy [M]

"You're late," Taehyung murmured, not bothering to look up from his paperwork as Jungkook slipped into the dimly lit room. The heavy oak door thudded shut behind him, sending a ripple of sound through the plush carpet.

Jungkook's eyes took in the sight of his boss, the mafia queen, dressed in a sharp black suit that was tailored to perfection, accentuating his surprisingly feminine curves. His hair was a cascade of raven silk, framing a face that could make angels weep with its beauty. The sharp edges of his jawline and the piercing gaze in his dark eyes, however, were anything but heavenly. They were the face of a creature that knew no mercy, a creature that had clawed its way to the top of the food chain. Jungkook felt his body respond to the sight, a cocktail of fear and desire swirling in his gut.

"Apologies," Jungkook said, his voice a smooth purr as he approached the desk. "I had some... business to attend to."

Taehyung's gaze lifted, those piercing eyes locking onto Jungkook's. "Business?" Taehyung scoffed. "You work for me, what kind of business could you have that keeps you from your duties?" He didn't miss the way Jungkook's gaze lingered on his chest, the swell of his breasts pressing against the fabric of his shirt. The air grew thick with tension, a silent dance of power and lust playing out between them.

Jungkook stepped closer, his breathing shallow. "The kind that makes me want to rip your clothes off and fuck you right here, Taehyung-ssi." The room seemed to shrink around them, the words a dare that hung in the air like a challenge.

"Mr. Jeon Jungkook," Taehyung began. "Don't you think this is inappropriate way to talk to your employer?" His voice was iced with a hint of amusement, but his eyes never left Jungkook's, the challenge in them growing more pronounced.

Jungkook didn't flinch, didn't back down. "Maybe it is," he conceded, "but I've never been one for following rules." He reached out, placing a hand on the desk, the muscles in his arm flexing under the tight sleeve of his shirt. "And I suspect you're not either."

Taehyung's smile grew into a smirk. "You suspect correctly," he said, his eyes traveling down Jungkook's body, a predator sizing up its prey. He stood, the movement fluid and powerful, the suit whispering against his skin as he rounded the desk. "But you should know that I don't take kindly to threats."

Jungkook's eyes narrowed, his own challenge unspoken but clear. "It wasn't a threat," he corrected, his voice low and husky. "It was a promise."

Taehyung smirked. "Oh?" He sat down in front of Jungkook, on his table, as he took Jungkook's hand and placed it against between his legs. "Then why don't you fulfill that promise now?" Jungkook felt the heat radiating from Taehyung's body, and the unmistakable bulge pressing against his palm sent a jolt of excitement through him.

"I must tell you," Jungkook smirked. "I won't go easy on you just because you're my boss." He squeezed Taehyung's inner thigh, his thumb brushing against the fabric that covered his pussy, the promise of what lay beneath making his heart race.

Taehyung's smirk grew wider, his eyes darkening with desire. "You think you can handle me?" he whispered, leaning in so that their breath mingled. The scent of Taehyung's cologne filled Jungkook's nostrils, a heady mix of leather and sandalwood that sent his senses into overdrive.

Jungkook leaned in closer, his hand moving up Taehyung's thigh, his thumb now tracing the outline of his throbbing pussy. "I know I can," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "But can you handle me?"

The mafia queen's eyes narrowed, his grip on Jungkook's wrist tightening. "You're playing a dangerous game," he warned, his voice a soft growl that sent a shiver down Jungkook's spine.

"And you're playing with fire," Jungkook retorted, his thumb pressing harder into the damp fabric. Taehyung's breath hitched, the sound sending a thrill through Jungkook's body. He knew he had him now. He slid his hand up further, feeling the slickness of Taehyung's arousal seep through the fabric.