Seductive Desires [JJK] #2

Ch 19 𓆩🖤𓆪

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Isabella's POV:

“Tame Jungkook.”

I blinked to confirm what I heard. My lips parted but no words came out. What did he mean by that? How could I possibly tame someone like Jungkook? The very idea seemed absurd.

I lowered my gaze again, unable to hold his piercing stare for long. “I don’t understand...” My heart raced in my chest, my hands trembling slightly in my lap.

“You understand perfectly, Ms. Williams,” Mr. Jeon replied. “Jungkook is dangerous, unpredictable. His temper... let’s just say it has consequences. You’ve already seen a glimpse of that, haven’t you?”

I swallowed hard. The fear, the helplessness, the way he looked at me like he could crush me without a second thought. Yes, I had seen it. More than I cared to admit.

Mr. Jeon leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowing. “You, however, seem to be an... anomaly to him.” His voice softened, though not in kindness but in calculation. “You affect him in ways no one else has. He reacts to you.”

I shook my head, feeling a lump form in my throat. “He doesn’t listen to me. I have no control over him.”

“Not yet.” Mr. Jeon’s smile was thin and devoid of warmth. “But you will. You see, Isabella, Jungkook may be my son but he’s become reckless. And I won’t have that. He needs to be kept in check.”

His words were chilling. He wasn’t asking me to help Jungkook; he was ordering me to become some kind of leash on a man who was already far too powerful for anyone to handle.

“I can’t... I don’t...” I stammered, tears pricking at the corners of my eyes. The pressure was too much.

Mr. Jeon leaned back in his leather chair, fingers steepled as he fixed a calculating gaze on me. “You don’t have a choice, Ms. Williams. Jungkook had you bound with him in a contract."

My stomach twisted painfully. I shut my eyes tight, my fingers curling into fists. I didn’t want to sign that contract. In fact, I had done everything I could to avoid it but circumstances had forced my hand. My mother had been waiting in Mr. Jeon’s office for hours, hoping for a chance to speak with him. Jungkook had intercepted her. And of course, Mr. Jeon had listened to him without question. After all, Jungkook was his son.

              
                
Ari tilted her head with a knowing smirk. “You’re really a stubborn piece, aren’t you? Fine, as you wish.”

Without taking her eyes off me, Ari gestured the same girl who had handed her the stack of papers earlier. At Ari’s signal, the girl stepped forward, handing Ari a laptop.

Ari accepted it with a satisfied smile, snapping open the device and typing swiftly on the keyboard. She glanced at me and a spark of amusement was lighting her eyes. "You know, aside from being an incredible actress, I have a multitude of other skills. Like painting, excelling in studies and my personal favorite… hacking and tracing information.”