MY INNOCENCE 🌸 || p.jm ✔︎

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The night was still going well, no one suspecting a thing. The food was amazing, almost as good as the food on my boat. Everyone was pretty much seated at the moment people waiting on the host which is unfortunately dead, but never the less I could feel someone staring at me. I looked around and my eyes landed on that same woman.

"Jiminie?" He hummed in response. "Who's that?"

"Who's who?" I slightly pointed to the pale skin girl sipping her drink at the bar. He lowly chuckled to himself before answering. "Don't worry about her."

"Why do you say that? Who is she?" I asked. He sighed while turning fully to me.

"Just another attention seeking tramp that's jealous of the Mafia Queen." I hummed and he pecked my lips. "Don't worry about her." I decided to let it go for now but I don't know, something seems off.

Some people were starting to wonder where the host is and why he was taking so long, I tried to look as clueless and innocent as possible. The night went on a bit longer as I met Jungkook at the bar.

"Jungkook."

"Queen."

"You're not funny." He chuckled at me while taking a sip of his drink. "What are you doing lurking around?"

"You assassinated a mafia boss." He whispered in my ear. "I'm just keeping an eye out for any suspicious activity." I hummed while looking around. That woman.

"Jungkook, who's that?" I said referring to the lady on the other side of the bar.

"Jimin hasn't told you?" He chuckled in amusement. "That's Seulgi, she and Jimin had a thing a while back."

"What's a while back?" I was irritated, irritated at the fact that he lied and this chick is staring me down like I stole something from her which I didn't.

"Maybe a week before we met you and my pretty girlfriend." Wow...

"You're lonely aren't you?" I asked him.

"Yes I am, she said she respects my life style but she doesn't accept it like what does that even means!?" He's going to vent, I need to go, it's not the time...

"Well thanks for the info- just then we seen many men dress in black suits. They were rushing to the back and we knew exactly what that meant.

"Clear out." He spoke into the headpiece. We did as told but made sure it didn't look suspicious. Jimin met me at the bar and locked our fingers. I took one last glance at that girl before walking out with him.

She was definitely watching our every move and it pissed me off even more just thinking about how he lied and didn't tell me. It was a silent ride home, I didn't say anything, I didn't want to.

"I think tonight was a success." I hummed in response while continuing to look out the window. After what felt like hours we were finally home. I instantly headed to the shower and wore a black silk night gown that reached mid thigh.

As I laid there and finally closed my eyes, he had to ruin it by rubbing my thigh under the covers. I slapped his hand away and tried to readjusted myself.

"What's wrong with you?" He asked, kissing my shoulder.

"I'm tired okay!" I spat and turned the bedside lamp off, the only thing illuminating the room was the moonlight through the windows.

"Did I do something?" He questioned me again, now sitting up and waiting for my answer. I scoffed and closed my eyes. He turned me over, as my back was faced to him and trapped me between his arms.