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

_Tied

I finish tidying up Jungkook's kitchen and cleaning the house, leaving me only to go and visit my new apartment. I've never had a place of my own before.. I've only known small, cramped rooms/dorms with barely any space for a number of growing girls, and barely any sunlight to know.
I carefully tread the few blocks, thinking to myself how I have ended up escaping poverty, and into a normal living. Blessing or curse? Only time will tell.

The building is modern and quaint, and the only problem I have with the place is the fact that its only three blocks from Jungkook. Meaning he can come and go as he pleases..
The tickling feeling of his voice and touch refuse to leave me as I walk inside, heading to the gift he gave me in exhange for my freedom.

My apartment is on the third floor, and at the very end of the hall. Welcome home I guess..
Slowly opening the door, I see the place has been furnished with very high quality furniture, and the place even has an extra room for guests or anything I would like to use it for.
The apartment is big enough for another person to live with me, but knowing that will never be the case makes me solemn.
Its a beautiful, clean living space, but I'm all alone.

I go into my new bedroom and find a fluffy queen sized bed, and since the room is so spacious, Jungkook also left me a clean desk with a new macbook.
Figuring that I have nothing else better to before dinner time, I sit and continue my research on my new "boss."
My fingers click away quickly, as I'm exposed to hundreds and thousands of articles. Ranging from normal biographies, to acheivements and legacies, and to scandals.
Immediately, my eyes catch an article titled,
"BREAKING: Richest Korean CEO Jeon Jungkook investigated for money laundering, 5 billion; fiasco of the century."
My eyes furrow at the multiple other scandals or problems that have occured over the few years.. and yet he's still living fine, and continues to work and make a fortune.
Is he really that powerful that, no matter how many issues have been surfaced, he's been excused for them? I guess this is how the richest people live.
Without anyone to touch them.
No one is their weakness.

My mind scrambles as I think to myself,
What if he does something to me?
Would it be better if I tried to..
Steal from him? And then run away?

Various ideas pop into my head one after the other, however, as powerful as he is, he could probably kill me if he wanted to no problem. After all, I'm just a slut from the streets.
My shoulders weigh me down as I close those thoughts.
Lets just try to survive first.

The day passes by quickly as all I do is sleep or search the internet. With an unsatisfied dose of movies and celebrity gossip and news (with a group called BTS being exeptionally extraordinary nowadays), I wait in the living room, all dressed up and ready to head to Jungkook's again.
I have on some good lingerie that I found in my closet (as it was filled with nice clothes and underwear), and a sheer but casual night dress to make me look desirable. I put on a cardigan and head out, hoping that Jungkook is in a good mood today.

I head inside and look around to see if Jungkook was home yet. Its already 8:45 and he's nowhere to be seen. Suddenly, I hear a knock, and knowing that its probably not Jungkook, I walk with caution to the door. I peep out the eye hole, and see a handsome man in a simple suit, waiting.
Opening the door slowly, I nod a slight hello. The man smiles peacefully and does a polite bow.
"Hello Ms. Y/n. My name is Seokjin and I am CEO Jungkook's personal secretary and bodyguard. I have come here briefly to let you know the CEO will be an hour or so late due to work."
He talks in a pleasant manner, and I can't help but blush at his very beautiful features.
"Ah I see... thank you for letting me know Mr. Seokjin.. I'll just wait here then." I say softly.
Seokjin does a slight polite bow and responds,
"Of course. Have a good evening."
And he leaves.
I wait for him to walk off before peering out again, and I sigh.
There are normal, handsome men like that, but I get stuck with the wackos..