Jungkook One Shots

~The Maid Pt.4~

⚠️ Mature Scene is in this chapter and will be labeled, start and end⚠️
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After Jungkook left the room and you had more feeling in your legs, you continued on with the rest of the day, washing clothes, sweeping here and there, but you couldn't help but feel hurt after what he had said to you.

He called me "a good fuck." I don't think I've ever met such a self-centered prick in my entire life. I can't believe that I had sex with him, what was I thinking?

Though his words kept replaying in your head, you decided to just let it go for the best. You knew that there couldn't be a relationship between the owner of the house and a maid in the first place. Plus the fact that he has a wife. A very annoying wife, to be exact.

As for the journal that you had found in the glass container, you had placed it back in its original casing since you did not want Jungkook to be even more furious than he was earlier.

You were now in the kitchen washing dishes when you heard foot steps entering the room. You turned around and saw Jungkook leaning against the wall dressed in his suit, ready for work. If you weren't still hurt from his crude words from earlier you definitely would have jumped him by now. You quickly turn back to the dishes, hoping he didn't notice you gawking at him.

Why do men have to look so freaking hot in suits!?

"I have a meeting at work. It won't take long so I should be home in about an hour or two." He explains.

Trying not to show much interest since you were still pissed off with him, all you replied with was, "Kay." Not even turning to face him, you just continue scrubbing the dishes and minding your own business.

He obviously seemed amused by my response as a short chuckle escaped him. "That all you have to say? 'Kay'?" He asks, as you hear his footsteps come near.

"Would you rather I say, 'Goodbye sir, do drive safely.'" You say sarcastically, with a smug look on your face. The corner or his mouth twitches as he slams his hand down onto counter, making you jump.

"Seems like someone needs to understand the rules around here." He grins sinfully, leaning closer to you so that you have to tilt back towards the sink.

"Rules?" You ask.

"First, you don't talk back to me. Second, you do whatever I fucking tell you to do. Third, if you do anything I don't like, you've got two options. Either I do whatever I want to you or...I fire you." His eyes, turning dark like before.

"Are we clear?" He asks as you glare up at him.

Who does he think he is? After telling me that I was "A good fuck" he is not gonna get through to me that easily.

"Fuck. You." You spit, with the most hatred lingering in your words.

He chuckles, "That's cute." Suddenly, he grabs the bottom of your chin, roughly smashing his lips onto yours. You try pushing him away until he—

*Bite*

"Ow! Did you just bite me?" You yell, holding your hand up to your bitten lip.

"That's just a little taste of punishment." He grins mischievously. You glare at him which seems to amuse him.

He backs away from you, leaving his eyes locked on yours before turning around and swiftly walking out the kitchen. But just before he leaves, he stops in his tracks, stepping back inside, "Oh, I forgot to mention, I'm having a few of my coworkers come over later so don't do anything stupid. Whatever you do wrong, I'll add to the list of things I'll be doing to you tonight." He winks at you before striding out the kitchen.