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...
WARNING:This chapter contains slight mature content. (A/N: I want to bury myself and bleach my mind. Also, I have added music to this chapter so I recommend you to listen to it while reading!)
Gigi's POV.
*play music*
"I want to take the next step, Jimin." I breathed out when I opened my eyes again and noticed him staring down at me.
He bit his lips as I watched him getting lost in my eyes.
I wanted a reaction from him. Maybe a smile or a small nod, but I doubt that he even heard what I said a moment ago.
"Jimin?" I whispered and searched his eyes when he finally smiled down at me and dropped his coated lips to mold with mine.
In an instant, I answered by lightly lifting my head to go deeper. Jimin smiled at my neediness and pressed his body down on mine to push me back into the mattress.
His soft tongue licked my bottom lip to ask for entrance, which I immediately permitted. His tongue slipped inside my mouth, gentle but demanding, and it's nothing like I've ever experienced. I suddenly understand why people describe kissing as melting, because every square inch of my body dissolves into his. My fingers gripped his soft hair, pulling him even closer, if that was possible. My veins throbbed and my heart exploded.
It's like he wanted to show me that every other kiss I've had in my life has been wrong. He wanted to tattoo his love into my mind and whitewash all experiences I've had in the past by marking it as his territory.
I knew that everything in the past was wrong cause it never felt like this.
I couldn't describe it. Everything was just..him.
The taste of his tongue and lips tangled with my own. The light but prominent smell I would recognize everywhere but still couldn't describe.
While Jimin was still attached to my swollen lips, busy making love to them, my fingers slid down to his jacket, attempting to take it off. But Jimin broke the heated kiss, evidently out of breath, and took my hands in his to stop me from undressing him.
"This is for you." Jimin spoke just above a whisper and caressed my cheek with his thumb. "Let me pleasure you."
'I swear, I'm about to snatch his wig if he doesn't stop being so disrespectful.'
Before I could say another word, Jimin dug his head into the crook of my neck, his soft hair lightly tickling my cheek, and started to leave a trail of soft kisses down to my collarbone.
Way too caught up in the moment, I moaned out his name with passion as my toes curled themselves up. My cheeks immediately flushed up when I realized what I just did.
'What the hell G?! He's basically kissing your neck and you're almost having an orgasm—'
"Don't be embarrassed, princess." Jimin spoke sensually as he came back up and gave my colored cheek a small kiss.
'That'll only make it worse..'
"I love hearing you moan my name, baby, so don't be ashamed of it." He smiled lovingly and I gave him a slight nod, totally dazed.
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