𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

Ｃｈａｐｔｅｒ 23

Jungkook's eyes were blazing with a storm of emotions as he stalked closer to her, not giving Y/N the chance to say anything.

His face was etched with anger and disbelief, but before she could even attempt to explain, he grabbed her, hoisting her over his shoulder once again.

"Jungkook! Stop! What are you doing?!" Y/N screamed, punching him on the back, but he didn’t stop.

He didn’t say a word as he made his way through the club, his face set in stone, completely ignoring her struggles.

Y/N frantically pressed on her earpiece, trying to call Minho, "Minho, the mission—it’s failed, I need—" but her words were cut off as the earpiece fell from her ear, lost in the chaos of the club. She didn’t even hear Minho’s response.

Behind them, the attack on the club started. Gunfire and chaos erupted, but Jungkook kept walking, determined, his grip on Y/N unrelenting.

No matter how much she fought, he didn’t loosen his hold.

Once outside, he threw her into the backseat of his car, slamming the door shut before sliding into the driver’s seat. The silence between them was deafening.

"Jungkook, listen to me!" Y/N pleaded, her voice filled with desperation. "It’s not what you think—"

But Jungkook said nothing as he revved the engine and sped off. The car shot forward, moving dangerously fast.

The lights of the city became a blur as Y/N’s heart raced with fear. She gripped the seat, her knuckles turning white.

"Jungkook! Slow down, please!" she begged, her voice shaky, but his face remained expressionless, his eyes hard as steel, focused only on the road.

He drove even faster, pushing the limits of the car, not caring how terrified she was.

Her chest tightened as fear gripped her, but he didn’t slow down. He didn't care about her panic.

After what felt like an eternity, they finally arrived at the apartment. Jungkook stopped the car so abruptly that Y/N lurched forward.

Without wasting a second, he opened her door and pulled her out, once again throwing her over his shoulder.

"Put me down!" Y/N screamed, kicking and hitting his back, but her efforts were useless.

He ignored her pleas, his face still a mask of cold rage as he carried her inside.

The door to the apartment slammed shut behind them, the sound echoing through the empty space.

He set her down roughly, and just as Y/N was about to say something, he cut her off by crashing his lips onto hers in a bruising, angry kiss.

His grip was tight, his lips punishing, pouring all his frustration and hurt into the kiss.

It wasn’t tender; it wasn’t loving—it was angry, rough, and painful. Tears streamed down Y/N’s face as she tried to push him away, but he didn’t stop.

When he finally pulled away, Y/N slapped him across the face, her hand trembling. "You can’t just treat me like this! I’m not a toy!" she screamed, her chest heaving with emotion.

Jungkook’s head snapped to the side from the slap, but he didn’t react immediately.

His hand slowly came up to his cheek, his eyes burning with a mix of anger and hurt as he faced her again.

His voice was low and dangerous, "Oh, but you can play with me, right? You can lie to me, fool me around, but I’m the bad guy for reacting?"

Y/N’s heart sank at his words, guilt washing over her, but she wasn’t about to back down. "I wasn’t playing with you! I was doing my job, Jungkook! You ruined everything! The mission was going perfectly until you showed up and dragged me out!"