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 sound of water streaming from the shower filled the bathroom, creating a steady rhythm that echoed through the steam-laden space. Y/n stood still beneath the warm cascade, her mind spinning as the reality of Jungko0k's presence collided with the painful memories of their past. The tension between them was palpable, an unspoken current of emotions that neither had dared to confront fully until now. Jungko0k stepped into the shower behind her, his presence a heavy contrast to the hot water that poured over them. Y/n could feel his eyes on her, the weight of his gaze tracing the curve of her back, her shoulders, her neck. Her heartbeat quickened, a mixture of nervousness and something deeper that she had been pushing away for far too long.
"Y/n..." His voice was low, barely a whisper, but it held a gravity that made her shiver despite the warmth. He reached out, his fingers brushing her arm gently as if testing the waters. "I know I've hurt you more than I can ever fix. But I...I can't let you go."
Y/n closed her eyes, the heat of the water mingling with the heat rising from within her. His touch was familiar, the same touch she had craved and cursed in equal measure. She wanted to pull away, to maintain the walls she had built over the months of his absence, but there was a magnetic pull between them, a force she couldn't deny. The pain he had caused her still lingered, but so did the love, tangled up in the hurt, the longing, and the memories.
"You ruined everything, Jungko0k," she whispered, her voice trembling with the weight of everything unsaid. "You left me broken...you left us when I needed you the most."
"I know," he murmured, stepping closer until his chest pressed lightly against her back. His breath was hot against her neck, sending a jolt of awareness through her. "I'm sorry, Y/n. I never meant to..."
She turned around suddenly, cutting him off, her wet hair clinging to her face as she met his eyes. There was anger there, yes, but also something raw and unguarded. She pressed her hands against his chest, not to push him away but to feel the solid warmth of him, to remind herself that he was real and standing before her.
"Sorry isn't enough," she breathed, her fingers curling into his skin. "You don't get to just come back and act like everything's okay."
Jungko0k's eyes darkened with the intensity of the moment, his body responding to the tension that hung between them. "I'm not acting like everything's okay. I know it's not. But I can't stay away from you, Y/n. I never could."
Her breath hitched as he cupped her face gently, his thumb tracing the line of her jaw. The proximity, the intimacy of the moment, was overwhelming. The anger she had harbored, the betrayal, all of it seemed to mix with the undeniable attraction that still burned between them. She hated that he had this effect on her, hated that despite everything, she still wanted him, still needed him. Before she could say anything more, Jungko0k's lips captured hers in a k!ss that was anything but gentle. It was desperate, hungry, full of the emotions they had both been holding back. Y/n responded in kind, her hands sliding up to his shoulders, gripping him tightly as if afraid he might disappear again. The k!ss deepened, growing more intense, fueled by months of longing and unresolved tension.
