|| BREAK ME ||Jungkook FF (Smut Fiction)

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I take a step back as him and I leave the cafe.
Acting like he didn't say anything weird, he smiles at me comfortably... and I can't descipher what he's getting at.
"Well... thank you... sir.. I had a pleasant time." I lie.
He steps closer and I can feel my nervousness, pulsing against every inch of my skin.
Grinning, he says, "We should do this again some time."
I nod coldly, and head back to wherever I thought I needed to go to. Without turning back.
He is undeniably smooth and so beautiful.. but something told my instincts that nothing would be the same if I let him into my life. Whether that be good.... or very bad.

Two weeks go by and I haven't run into him.. surprisingly. It isn't like we exhanged numbers, or that we know each other really well... but a part of me was already wrapped around his finger.
He seemed psychotic in a way... and seemed kind at some perspective. Overall though... he seemed.. confident. Honest, and simple.
Someone I could never be.

I overthink everything.

Should I be scared? Any normal girl would be.
But am I curious? Maybe I'm not normal.
Maybe my life has made me... also pretty psycho.

But it doesn't matter anymore.. because I haven't been able to meet him.

I shiver in the cold as I walk to my usual schedule around this time. A customer.
My hands are numb as the windchill hits a new high, and I start to just run towards the address. Its a street I've never been on before and I get nervous at the thought of getting hurt again.
I pray that if theres a god that I would accidentally fall or get into an accident.. and end my life.
I chuckle at myself.. for thinking this way, as I can't do anything about anything at this point. If I die, i die, but if I live... i guess i live.

I arrive at my destination... but its nowhere like I have been at before. Everything is... very top class. Would I get paid extra tonight? I huff at my mindset.
I am greeted at the door by men in suits and they smile gently.
"I think you're here for Mr. Jungkook."
Mr who?
I just nod as thats probably my client's name. Sir didn't tell me his name just the address.
I guess the men's names aren't worth anything to my boss. Both the men and myself are just money to him.
I ride a fancy elevator next to one of the men in a suit and we're on our way to the very top floor.
The doors open and I'm greeted by a large space, with windows that are the walls of the building.
Its beautiful.
The man points to the end of the hall and tells me thats where I need to go. I silently nod and he leaves.
The windows are beautiful, as they show the whole city.... glowing lights that look as if they were engulfed by stars. Whoever my client is isn't just new money... he is practically a god in my book.

I touch the windows, skimming them as I walk to the end of the hall.
Before I could knock on the door, I could see that it is already open. The door gently pushes open as I step inside, and it is a beautiful apartment suite. The walls, once again, are clear windows and the night sky radiates into the room. I walk a little closer inside.. and thats when I spot him.

The moon shines gently into the room, and onto the man. I shiver when I realize... I've fallen right into his trap.
"I thought you would come looking for me first... but I ended up asking you to come."
Standing in place, I become stern.
"What do you want from me..." I ask him.. unsure.
He starts walking towards me, with one hand holding a wine glass that is almost empty, and with the other reaching out for mine.

"The name is Jungkook. Nice to formally meet you."

His hand is in front of me, and I don't know what to do. He shakes his head chuckling and he takes my hand by force.
"When someone is greeting you.. you should learn to greet back. Won't hurt you to be a little civil."
Looming over me, he shakes my hand.
I nod, telling him, "Y/n."
He smiles and says, "Thats a pretty name.
It suits you."
I don't know if hes being serious, or if hes toying with me.

I punch myself in the throat in my head as he pulls me to the couch.
Is this happening?
Setting down his wine glass, he gestures me to sit on his lap.
I shake my head and he smirks.
"Fine. You can do what you want." He says passively.

I speak up agressively.
"Why did you call me out tonight.. Just because you want to sleep with me?" Or did you find me easy because i checked you out one time or that you let me sit with you at the cafe??"
The older man looks at me like i'm some sort of lunatic and sighs.

"Look. i don't want you to think I'm a bad person. I'm not saying i'm particularily a good person either. But i was going to let you in on an offer. Do you mind hearing it?"
Do i have anything to lose at this point?
He waits for me reply and I turn a little petty.
"I'll hear what you have to say first."

His eyes turn playful and menacing.. like the last time, and asks
"I'll give you comfort. I'll help you stop doing your pathetic job. I'll give you enough security so you won't stay on the streets.

Just play with me for the rest of your life."

I can feel a weird feeling come up to my throat, and his offer lingers in my ear.

"What do you mean play.. " i ask.

He raises his eyebrows. "Don't act innocent.
What you're in for is just being my toy. Nothing more and nothing less. But you'll be one pampered toy."

My thoughts are hindered as he slides right next to me on the couch. His beautifully structured face and seductive eyes make it hard to refuse. But what if he actually wants to have me for the rest of my life. Am I going to be a slave?

Running his hand at the back of my head, he slightly yanks my face close to his. I have to look away, but as soon as I do that, he grazes his lips onto my neck.
I gasp at the sudden contact and he shushes me.
"If you don't respond in the next five seconds, i'm going to throw you back on the streets for the dogs."
His voice is shrilling and intimidating.
He starts counting down.

"1..."

What do i do...

"2..."

What do i do should i?

"3.." he breathes into my skin and pulls me closer.

"J-jungkook... sir I.."

"4.." he chuckles and kisses my neck gently, over and over..
i melt and shake from nervousness at the same time..

"5-"

"Okay."
I gasp and I look into his eyes.

He looks down on me coldly, and scans me.
"Took you long enough."

He gets up and leaves me on the couch to get more wine. He spins around and asks "wine?"

As starts pouring a glass for me, I need to ask him a crucial question.
"Why me Jungkook sir? I dont have anything. Is it really because i'm easy?" My voice shakes as the situation is too overwhelming for me to handle.

He walks casually back and sits down.
Taking a sip of his wine, he stares me down.
Setting his wine down, he tells me casually,

"You have nothing to lose. So i don't need to worry about insurance on you. No one cares about you."

His words cut deep like they've never done before.
My eyes brim with tears and he strokes my hair.

"And you have no self respect for yourself.

You're the perfect doll for my boredom."