If POSSESSIVENESS is the outcome of true LOVE then ANGER is the outcome of true CARE.
But very few realize it...
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"If something happens to the property, the mafia is to be eliminated."
My jaw dropped, listening to the male's harsh words.
"If...
"But now I know that I liked you since I was a child.. and why I smell like our favorite cherry blossom tree for you."
♥ ♥ ♥
Jimin's warm hand got in contact with my tears stained face, lightly pushing my face in his direction. He wiped the wet drops away and gave me a sympathetic smile.
"Why didn't you tell me that we were childhood friends?" I snuffled and stared into his chestnut eyes that glistened in the darkness. "I didn't want to overwhelm you with too much information. Besides, I preferred you to find out by yourself." He moved his hands to my neck, moving my head towards him till our faces were only a few inches apart and his breath could be felt on my lips. "I waited for years to have you by my side Gi Yee." I glanced at our intertwined hands and giggled to myself. "You're so cheesy." "But you love it." With a wink, Jimin pushed me back into my seat and hoisted himself up in front of me, having the upper hand. "Who said I do?" I challenged and raised my eyebrows, but yet Jimin deemed that as a chance to prove himself, when he pressed his lips on mine in a dominant manner, making me flinch back in my seat. Within seconds, he had pushed his tongue against my lips, asking for entrance but I kept my mouth shut, provoking him. His right hand, went up my clothed back, suddenly unclasping my bra in a skillful way, making me wonder how many times he had done it before. I gasped in the kiss, giving Jimin the chance to slip his tongue inside my mouth.
My brain wasn't even able to work that fast while I tried to keep up to the hot make out scene. I could feel Jimin smirk against my lips, obviously amused by my overwhelmed state. Thank god, he broke the kiss with a sweet smacking sound, leaving me flushed red and breathless.
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(A/N: What's his f*ckin' mission, someone tell me)
"I can tell from your face, princess." Hearing his raspy voice that symbolized nothing else but sensuality, a shiver went down my spine. I unintentionally bit my lip out of nervousness, which apparently had Jimin grunting. "Stop doing that." I blinked innocently and trailed down the side of his face with my fingers. "Doing what?" I bit my lip once again, making sure that it looked sexy. His thumb went to my bottom lip, stroking it. After fully putting his attention on my lip, his eyes went up to meet my eyes. "If I was you, I would be a bit more careful, tiger." I swallowed at his choice of tone. Deep and dangerous. "Let's not forget, that you're alone in a car with the most dangerous man in the whole country." The hair on my neck stood up and I internally slapped myself for being so vulnerable.
Jimin wasn't lying though. Indeed, he was the most dangerous man in korea. Having killed and tortured plenty of people mercilessly without blinking an eye. However, he could try to scare me as much as he wanted. He would still be the guy that I felt the most safe and protected with.
"You're still a fluffball for me!" I chirped and brought both of my hands to his face, giving it a little squish. He looked shocked for a second, before rolling his eyes and taking my hands of his face. "I'll show you how much of a fluffball I am tonight."
