Dangerous Love

Chapter 7

Waking up from the bed shifting next to me, I glance back seeing Jungkook slipping his grey joggers on but leaving his shirt off. I look at the clock on the nightstand and see that it's only 6:30. It was still dark out thanks to the winter season. I sit up slowly feeling sore and weak, I hold the sheets to my chest and my mind wanders back to last night. I scold myself for giving myself to him so willing. My thoughts are cut short when Jungkook speaks to be in a rather cold tone.
Jungkook: Don't think that last night meant anything, you were nothing but a one night stand. From here on out you will stay in my room. You are strictly not allowed to step outside this room, if I catch you doing so I promise you'll regret it. If you don't want any trouble you better behave.
I was honestly hurt by his cold words, but I swallowed the lump in my throat and just did what I did best.
Y/n: Who ever said that last night was suppose to be special. It was just a moment of weakness nothing more. As for my stay, I'll some how find a way out.
He scoffed at my response and walked to the door.
Jungkook: We'll just have to see then, won't we? And since you want to be a smartass you won't be getting anything to eat this morning.

He was about to walk out before I spoke up once more.
Y/n: I'd rather starve than to be given anything from you.
He looked a little hurt by words but soon gave me his cold stare again.
Jungkook: Fine by me.
He slams the door behind him and I hear him lock it. I sigh as I got up from the bed with the sheet wrapped around me tightly making my way to the bathroom for a hot shower.
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I stepped out of the bathroom with a towel secured around me and hand drying my hair with a towel. Not having any clothes of my own I look through Jungkooks closet for something decent. I decided to just wear one of his sweaters for now.
I felt my stomach ready to growl but I took a deep breath and sucked my stomach in holding it for a few seconds and then relaxed it. I repeated it a few more times until my hunger faded. I learned this method when I was isolated for a month and got only one meal a day. It wasn't healthy but I did it to ease the hunger pain. The sound of keys were What's outside the door, I turned and a woman in her late thirties,I'm assuming,walks in with a tray full of food.
Woman:Mr.Jeon said you should eat.
Her voice was so sweet and soft.
Y/n: I thought he said he wasn't going to give me any.
Woman:I don't know miss, I'm just following his orders.
Y/n: Thank you but I don't want it.
I felt insulted, I don't need anyone's pity, especially his.
Y/n: Tell him I don't need him to pity me.
The woman looked uncertain about taking the tray away, but ended up doing so. I heard her lock the door behind her as she stepped back out.
Not long after she left I heard the door open again, but this time it was Jungkook. He held a bowl of what looked like fruit in his hands and had an annoyed facial expression.
Jungkook: Let's get one thing straight, I have no reason to pity you and around here when I give an order to someone they are to follow it without questioning it.
He said between clenched teeth.
Y/n:I said no.
I replied coldly.
Jungkook: Listen to me carefully. I've just about had it with you and if you don't eat your going to feel nauseous because of the alcohol from last night. I don't want to deal with your tears later because of it, so eat something small at least.
Y/n:.....no.
I turn my back towards him and was going to head to the bathroom to get away from him, but he suddenly turned me back around and forcefully pushed me back against the wall. A painting or mirror must've been in the way because I heard the sound of glass shattering behind me.
Few a moment time stopped, the tension in the room so thick you could cut through it. I locked my cold gaze with Jungkooks as he gripped my throat tighter. His eyes were filled with rage yet his grip didn't match them. It was strong enough to cut off my voice but not my breathing.
He leaned over to grabbed the bowl of fruit and removed the plastic wrap that was over it. He took a cut up strawberry and placed it against my lips, but I kept my lips closed.
Jungkook: I'll pry your mouth open and force it down your throat if you don't eat it.
I stared at him for a second before rolling my eyes and slightly opened my mouth to take a bite. He didn't look satisfied so he put the juicy fruit in his mouth, he didn't chew it or swallow it. I was confused by his actions, but was surprised when he suddenly smashed his lips onto mine. This caused me to gasp and he took that opportunity to force the fruit in my mouth with his tongue. Our tongues brushed against each other when he pulled away. He quickly covered my mouth with his hand and leaned his forward on mine. When I finally swallowed he took his hand away and just stared at me, I wasn't sure on what to do. His eyes held so many emotions that I couldn't decipher. He placed the bowl in my hands and stepped back never breaking eye contact.
Jungkook: When I come back I expect it to be gone.
And just like that he left.
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Six weeks. Six long, confusing weeks. That's how long I've been trapped in this room. I felt so lonely being trapped in here 24/7 and ever since the stupid fruit incident Jungkooks been colder towards me. He hardly speaks or even spares me a glance. At night he's never there when I go to bed but when I wake up in the middle of the night he is and he was always facing away from me with distance between us.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't bothered by his behavior.
It was currently 5:30 am, it was still dark out and I couldn't go back to sleep, I glanced at Jungkook who was sound asleep, I wanted to wake him but didn't. Sighing to myself, I get out of bed and walk over to the window, standing so close that when I breath out I fog up the glass. Feeling the winter morning temperature coming off the window I hug myself to keep warm. I felt a wave of loneliness wash over me and I began to tear up. My tears ran down my cheeks, but didn't care I stared down at the floor as I cried silently to myself. I slightly jumped when I felt a warm hand caress my cheeks and my back against a firm chest. Looking up in the reflection of the window I'm shocked to see Jungkook standing behind me. When did he wake up? Why didn't I hear him?
Jungkook: What's wrong? Why are you crying?

He whispered in a deep husky voice, but actually sounded worried.
Y/n: No reason, just ignore it.
I say while taking a deep breath in trying to calm down. He tries to turn me around but I pull back.
Jungkook: Stop, look at me.
He whispered loud enough for me to hear. To exhausted to argue I let him turn me. He lifts my head up by my chin gently and wipes my tears away with his thumb. He looks hurt by my sudden break down. He gently grips my hips and pulls me closer to lean his forehead on mine.
Jungkook: Tell me what's wrong?
He whispers, his lips so close that I fear if I move they'll touch. I some how felt safe and warm with him being so close and gentle with me. I didn't want to lie to him, I couldn't.
Y/n: I'm locked in here by myself all day. I feel so lonely with no one here.
I speak truthfully to me. He stares at me as he gently caresses the exposed skin on my hip bones.
Jungkook: Why didn't you tell me?
Y/n: Your never here, how can I?
Jungkook: Y/n, I may be a mafia leader but I have feelings too.
Y/n: Than why are you always so cold to me. You never talk to me and you never come back until I'm already sleeping and your gone before I wake up.
Jungkook:.....I see...Well I'm here now, so tell me what you want me to do.
Y/n:......let me go.
I felt his grip tighten a little.
Jungkook: You know I can't do that.
I stayed silent for a few minutes, feeling loneliness and depression consume me again before pulling away and walking back to the bed, wrapping the covers around me trying to let sleep take me once again.I felt the bed sink in next to me and Jungkook wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close to him.
Jungkook: Y/n please try to understand. Your not who I'm after, so think I'm gonna hurt you and that your a prisoner here.
Y/n: I'm sealed away from the world. I get three square meals a day. And I have no one to talk too. I can't even wonder around the house.
Jungkook: Then I'll let you come with me. You'll stay with me all day if that's what you want.
Y/n: I don't want to follow you around like a lost puppy. I want to feel free to wander around.
He didn't respond. He just held me tighter. Fifteen minutes passed and he didn't say anything, so I assumed he fell asleep. I was about to close my eyes and drift off myself until he spoke.
Jungkook: Fine, tomorrow you can roam the house as you please but you better not try anything. You understand?
I was shocked, I couldn't believe he actually agreed to give me freedom of the house. I turned around in his embrace and cupped his cheeks softly and kissed his lips tenderly. I don't know why I felt the need to do it and he didn't pull away either. When I did we just stared at each other before I tucked my head in his neck breathing in his masculine scent. He held me tighter and dug his nose into my hair. I don't know what was happening to us but I honestly hoped and prayed it would never stop. And just like that we fell back asleep holding each other close.