TOXIC SEDUCTION 🔞(JIKOOK)🔞

Chapter 5&6

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"Gawd, I promise not to smoke or drink anymore, save me" he held his breath, feeling hollow in the tummy as he tucked himself deeper into the shelf side.

What if Jungkook plays smart? What if he does something funny to him?

He's even holding a gun...what if he actually uses it? Or...what if he does what his Uncle, Alpha Lin did?

That last thought made him gulp, and he wrapped his arms on his limbs, then he noticed what he's wearing.

A dazzling long sleeved turtle neck and long pants...

Relief washed through him immediately. He'd have passed out if Jungkook had seen him in shorts or something.

The strong cinnamon scent hit his nose again, and he pulled his brows together...

Does that mean Jungkook's here? In this study with him?

How come he's not hearing his footsteps?

Gawd! He can't get caught.

He stayed calm, and the scent stopped coming after a while.

He was about to inhale some air when the scent came back, and his eyes widened.

Before he could steady himself again, two pair of black boots stopped in front of him, and his heart stopped literally.

He traced the long legs up, and when his eyes met with Jungkook frozen face, he gasped.

"There, that look on your face is priceless, little fox" Jungkook said, lowering his lashes at him.

Jimin spranged up.

"How did you find me? This is my house! Have you been stalking me? When did it start huh? Who exactly are you!" Jimin snarled at him.

Jungkook gave him a really long look before rumpling his brows.

"You should listen to what I want first, then you can rant"

"What!" He scoffed, and Jungkook turned his back.

He started walking out of the study, and Jimin instincts kicked in that moment.

He went after him and grabbed his arm from behind, then he twisted and tried to flip him, but fuck! Jungkook's immovable like a rock.

Jungkook's definitely prepared because he turned the table on him immediately.

He easily slipped out of Jimin hold and grabbed him by the throat, making his breaths seize as he pushed him back to the shelf violently.

Half of the books on the shelf fell onto disarray on the ground.

"Ah! Jungkook are you ...

"Shut the fuck!" He glared, still holding unto his neck.

Though it's not tight, but it's still damn choky.

"Isn't your name... Jungkook?" Jimin said chokily, gulping as his palm tightened on his neck.

"Stop it!! You're hurting me motherfucker!" Jimin shouted, his eyes turning red in a matter of seconds.

Jungkook kept holding on, his eyes darkening, and Jimin felt like passing out so badly, he couldn't breathe.

"Jung...kook...stop it" Jimin stuttered, and he suddenly let go.

He staggered, and Jungkook back was the last thing he saw as Jungkook walked out of the study.

Jimin was holding his red neck and coughing as he rushed out too, but surprisingly, Jungkook's nowhere to be found.

He went upstairs, but Jungkook's still nowhere, so he came back downstairs.