From Reluctance to Desire: A Mafia Story [JJK]

✨A JEALOUS RAGE✨

JUNGKOOK POV:

"Mr. Jeon " Alex's voice rang through my office as he strolled in like he owned the place.

I didn't bother looking up from my laptop. "What?"

Alex smirked, leaning against my desk, arms crossed. "Did I interrupt something last night, Mr. Jeon?"

I stilled.

Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his, my gaze sharp, unamused.

Alex, the idiot, had the nerve to grin. "The way you cursed me out? I had to wonder." He tilted his head. "Maybe —"

I shut my laptop with a sharp click.

"Finish that sentence, Alex." My voice was quiet. Too quiet.

His grin widened, but there was a flicker of hesitation in his eyes. Good.

"Nothing, nothing," he muttered, putting his hands up in surrender. "I'm just saying... you looked pissed Jungkook."

I ran a hand down my face, exhaling slowly. Yeah, no shit.

Because I had been so fucking close.

Y/N. Against me. Her breath mixing with mine. The heat between us, the way she didn't pull away, the way her lips had parted just slightly—

And then this moron had called.

I should've shot him for that alone.

I shook my head, pushing away the memory. 

"Where is she?"

Alex raised an eyebrow, amusement flickering in his eyes. "She?" he repeated, as if he didn't already know exactly who I was talking about.

I wasn't in the mood for his games.

"Y/N," I said, my voice flat.

Alex smirked like he was enjoying this way too much. "She's training."

I leaned back in my chair, eyes narrowing. "How is she?"

He shrugged. "Not bad. She's getting better." Then, with a knowing look, he added, "She's with Luca now."

I stilled.

A muscle in my jaw ticked.

"She's with Luca?"

Alex smirked, watching my reaction. "Yeah. You know, she trusts him. Listens to him. He's really—"

I was already standing before he could finish, my coat slipping over my shoulders in one smooth motion.

Alex let out a low whistle. "Damn. What's with that look? You worried about your wife, boss?"

I shot him a glare.

He grinned. "Oh, this is good."

Ignoring him, I walked out.

—

I liked Luca Wilhelmus.

He was one of my most trusted men, someone I knew would take a bullet for me without question.

But right now?

I wanted to put one in him.

Standing in the shadows, I watched as he stood behind Y/N, adjusting her grip on the gun, his fingers wrapped over hers like he had the damn right to touch her like that. His voice was low, instructive, steady.