THE DEVIL'S FINEST TRICK IS TO MAKE THEM BELIEVE HE DOESN'T EXIST!!!! BUT HE DOES!
In the cutthroat world of business, Jeon Jungkook stands tall as a ruthless tycoon, revered for his cunning and charm. Alongside his partners Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin...
The next morning, Mrs. Choi went to Michelle's room and woke her up gently. "Mr. Jeon has sent you clothes to wear," she said with a warm smile. Michelle's heart bloomed with happiness and shyness as she accepted the garments.
She took the clothes and got ready, her fingers trembling slightly as she dressed.
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When she descended to the dining area, Jungkook sat at the table, his eyes fixed on his tablet. But as she approached, his gaze shifted, locking onto her like a magnet.
His eyes, dark and intense, devoured her every feature. Her beauty captivated him, and his inner desires grew deeper. His inner beast struggled to restrain itself, unable to tear its gaze away. Her wet hair, her delicate curves, everything about her drew him in.
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Lost in Michelle's allure, Jungkook forgot his surroundings until she broke the spell with a gentle "good morning." He snapped back to reality, his response a curt "hmm." The chill in his tone masked the turmoil brewing within.
The silence between Jungkook and Michelle hung like a suffocating shroud, heavy with unspoken tensions that threatened to consume them whole. The morning light streaming through the windows seemed to falter, as if intimidated by the darkness emanating from Jungkook's presence. Michelle's attempts to pierce the shadows with trivial questions-about the weather, the day's prospects-were met with Jungkook's monosyllabic growls, his eyes fixed on his breakfast plate as if devouring his food might satiate the hunger burning within.
But then, Michelle's innocent query sliced through his reserve like a razor's edge, shattering the fragile calm: "Mr. Jeon, have you ever kissed someone?" The words dropped like a challenge, and Jungkook's gaze snapped to hers, his eyes blazing with a fierce, primal intensity that made her heart stutter. The air seemed to vibrate with tension as he choked on his food, his face darkening like a stormy sky.
He pushed back from the table, the sound of his chair scraping against the floor echoing through the room like a death knell. Rising from his seat, Jungkook loomed over Michelle, his presence commanding and menacing, his shadow casting a dark spell over her fragile form. Without a word, he turned and strode out of the mansion, leaving Michelle shaken and bewildered. "What happened?" she wondered, her eyes wide with innocence. "I wasn't going to kiss him," she whispered to herself, confusion etched on her face.
