𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐃 || 𝐊𝐕

1.

"And-"

Jungkook ended the call abruptly, rolling his black orbs.

"Geez, he barks too much," he muttered, shoving the phone into his pants pocket.

As he stepped into his mansion-like home, his gaze fell on an unfamiliar face.

A boy with vibrant red hair sat on the couch, fidgeting with his shirt beneath an oversized hoodie.

He looked tiny and nervous.

Before Jungkook could register more, his sister appeared with a bowl of fresh strawberries.

She said something to the boy, and his eyes lit up.

He grabbed the bowl and stuffed a whole strawberry into his mouth, chewing with a pout.

Jungkook's sister took the red-haired boy's hand and led him upstairs to her room.

Jungkook knew exactly what would happen.

Another day, another toy.

He thought this and jogged towards his room without paying attention to his surroundings.

He knew his sister was dominant and always looked for submissive guys to have her way. He shrugged and went towards his room.

•

"Sit!" Jennie commanded, her gaze sweeping over the male from head to toe.

The red-haired boy immediately obeyed, settling onto the couch, still savoring the strawberries.

Jennie's smirk grew, her perfect lips curling upward. She had waited for this moment for so long.

A month had passed since the boy became her property, and today she craved something new.

As the redhead finished his treat and set the bowl aside, Jennie's excitement grew.

His lips looked juicier, stained with strawberry red.

"Come here," she ordered, her voice husky.

The redhead stood and approached her, halting inches away.

Jennie's eyes devoured every detail of his beauty.

Taehyung attempted to step back, but Jennie's arm encircled his waist, holding him in place.

As she leaned closer to his nape, Tae's grip on his shirt tightened.

"Are you full, sweetie?" Jennie whispered.

Tae nodded, their heights nearly equal, but Jennie's heels made him seem slightly shorter.

A harsh squeeze on his bum made Tae wince.

Warm breath danced across his nape, sending shivers down his spine.

Jennie's voice was firm, "When I ask something, I want you to use that pretty mouth. Address me as I told you. Am I clear, baby?"

Tae gulped, his whisper barely audible, "Yes, Mommy."

"Good boy, now I want to try something new today. Are you ready, sweetie?" Jennie whispered sensually near his ear, her hand slipping inside his shirt to caress his waist.

Taehyung's eyes widened, his voice laced with trepidation. "What do you want to try?"

Jennie's smirk grew as she cupped his face. "I want to peg you," she whispered.

Taehyung tensed in her hold, his body rigid. Jennie knew he was never interested in their activities, it was all about the money. She took advantage of his desperation, but in her mind, their arrangement justified her actions. She paid him, and that gave her control.