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

_Conscious

I'm sitting in his bathtub.... teary mess... washing away the pain I'm feeling simply from his words.
What can I do though, when I've already submissed myself to him.
The luxury I get to be surrounded by is something that i've always wished for..
But is it worth it..?
Jungkook scares me...
but I don't want to go back to my previous life.
I sob quietly in his bathtub so that he wouldn't hear me. It's too early in this situation to show an even more vulnerable self.

I step out the washroom in a bathrobe and tread the apartment carefully, all the way to the bedroom.
Opening the door, I see a comfortable, luxurious bed, some fruit and honey tea on the side of the bed cabinet.
"Get some rest for today. I'll arrange for you an apartment near here sometime tomorrow."
Jungkook comes up from behind me and I gasp in surprise. I whip around and he smiles gently. His black, silky hair shapes around his eyes, and i cant help marveling at how beautiful he is.
"O-okay.. thank you."
I advert my eyes and head to the bed. As I proceed to sit, i see him leaning on the doorway, not leaving.
The atmosphere is awkward and I let out a small, "goodnight."
But he walks in.
Climbing on the bed, he starts to slowly crawl over me. My eyes shake in nervousness as he pushes me to the bed board.
"I thought you said to get some rest today..?"
I ask in confusion.
He smirks and cocks his head.
"This is my room, so I'm sleeping here too."
He says nonchalantly.
He scoots me to one side of the bed and proceeds to lay next to me.
I've never slept beside my customers before.. I don't know what to feel.
Getting under the covers, I turn around to face the other direction, hoping I would be able to fall asleep.
Until Jungkook slides his arms between mine, spooning me. In shock I try to turn around but he shushes me.
"Don't make a fuss." He demands.
I sigh and feel the warmth of his body. So built and bigger than me.. I feel comfort.

The comfort only lasts a couple seconds as he suddenly pins me down, looking down on me.

"I told you to rest,
but it doesn't mean that I'm going to."
He tells me in his cold, deep voice.

Coming down on me before I could make any sort of reaction, he kisses me deeply,
forcing his tongue into me.
The pleasurable sensation of my lips touching his makes me shiver and I run out of breath.
He swirls his tongue around mine, and we envelop into a fight to gain as much pleasure as we can.
As he starts to use his hands to slowly knead my breast over my clothes, i let out an indulgent whine and he smirks as he continues to dominate me.
Slowly, he reaches under my shirt..

When suddenly, Jungkook's phone starts to ring.
He stops kissing me and all I do is look up at his attractive and intimdating face.
"Shit." He mutters dissapointedly.
He takes the phone call and leaves the room, leaving me in goosebumps from almost coming just from his kissing.
I sit up as I watch the man come back into the room after the phone call.
"Just sleep while I go take care of some business." He tells me as he searches for a coat in the closet.
I slowly go back into the covers, and watch the man's broad back as he leaves me alone in this apartment.

The room is silent, and I can't fall asleep. The apartment is just like him. Dark like his mood and cold like his persona. I step out of the bed, and decide to wander around, crossing my fingers that I wouldn't get in trouble later.
The feeling of his lips lingers around mine, and I can't believe how turned on I am.
Of course I can't fall asleep.

I walk to the other side of the apartment, and see a hallway leading to some grand doors.
Thats probably his study.
I know I shouldn't but I am so curious of what he does for a living.
A peek wouldn't hurt would it..? He just left..
Without a second thought, my hand pushes open the doors, and I'm surrounded by a clean, grand study. Documents and files lie neatly on the glass desk, and the walls are lined with modern bookshelves with books, mostly about business and politics.
I wouldn't know anything about that.
Walking towards his desk, I see that his laptop is opened. Since I have nothing better to do, I flip the laptop to my direction and turn on the search engine to type up his name.
Just who is this man?