It had been a full two months since that encounter in the hall. Yet still his body longed for that feeling. That man. For him. For Namjoon. He still loved the man even after that.
Jungkook sighed as his body was racked with unknowing pleasure, by a unwanted client. He simply lay limp on the bed allowing this man to do as he pleased. He had no reason to try anymore. Namjoon was gone and his being had left with him.
He felt so childish, so stupid. Allowing himself to come to love a man that simply wanted nothing more but then to use him. It disgusted him how he still loved the man.
But then again many people wouldn't understand why he was so torn over this. All that happened between them was a slow sensual sex.
It was something Jungkook had never experienced. Something he thought he never would. And now...now a rich prick had taken that from him.
It's not like it was his virginity, but it was the closest thing to it that he had anymore...
He's virginity had been long gone. Since he was ten in fact. His parents were the ones to thank for that.. Hell he couldn't blame them they needed the money and the only way to get it was to sell their only child off. Sadly now they sat in the lap of luxury without their son.
And here Jungkook was alone now as he was then, in the beginning. Jimin was gone..Yoongi had got him, just three days after the whole Namjoon thing.
He was happy for Jimin but there was also this deep seated hatred. Why couldn't he be loved like that to!? What the fucking hell had he done to deserve this!? He couldn't help he had been sold into this business and now couldn't get out! He didn't wish for this to happen to him! So why!? Why!?
A stinging sensation brought the teen back to reality and he hissed trying to cover his cheek only to have the sharp metal cuffs cut into his wrist. "Moan you slut!" The disgusting creature above him yelled and he cringed. So badly he wished he could do something to send the male home to his 'mommy' crying, but that would be another trip to the basement and more scars. He'd been there three times since last seeing Namjoon. All three times because he got into it with Gyeong. He'd finally punched her this last time. Right in the jaw breaking it.
The sixty plus scars on his back only proved him correct. Twenty of them were rather new seeing as he'd gotten out for his third time last week.
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She knew what she had done was wrong, but she couldn't have Namjoon in here stealing and buying her best employee away.
Jungkook was the best she had, without him her business would go down she needed him, and now with Jimin gone they were in more trouble.
Honestly she didn't know how she knew Jungkook would exit his room right as Namjoon would be leaving but she was correct. Maybe it was his because she knew Jungkook.
He was a slut you could tell him he had the day off and by the end of it would be fucking someone. She didn't know why he loved sex so much, but she wouldn't complain more business and money for her. One couldn't complain about money.
His fake moans poured out and he started to work his magic flipping the pair over so he was now on top. He just wanted to get this over with so he would do what he had to. If riding the man was what it took, then that's what it took.
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He panted as he shoved the lust drunken man from his room. Gladly it hadn't been five minutes after he got on top that the easy man finished. Rushing to the bathroom he growled at the sound of his phone ringing slinging open the bathroom door he stomped into the room and picked up the phone. "Yes Mrs. Gyeong?" Jungkook sighed and held the phone close. Probably another client. "You have someone here to see you." The women didn't sounds to pleased with this one, but continued on.
