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[ chapter thirty-seven ]

I slid my palm over the sides of my dress, smoothing out the small wrinkles. My outfit consisted of a black, satin dress that reached mid-thigh and hugged my waist perfectly. I spritzed a little bit of perfume and slipped a thin, gold chain around my neck.

I walked down to the front of my apartment, waiting for Jungkook to pick me up. Speaking of the devil, a few minutes later a car pulled up. Opening the door, Jungkook's eyes widened as his gaze was focused on my frame.

Noticing his flustered expression, I smirked as I slowly entered the car, seating myself when the click of the seatbelt broke him out of his little trance. He cleared his throat, "So, where are we headed?"

"The club. I wanna loosen up a bit today," His brows furrowed slightly at my response, grip loosening on the steering wheel. "You sure? Never knew you were the clubbing type," he mocked.

He suddenly leaned closer, his right hand grazing my upper thigh lightly. "I bet we could loosen up more at your place," he said smirkingly. My body went stiff as his lips brushed my jaw, before I felt small kisses against my neck.

I cleared my throat, causing him to look up at me. "J-jungkook, we should get going," I stuttered. He raised one of his brows before breaking into a wide grin and quickly pecking my cheek. "Yah!"

"Shut up, you know you liked it," he smirked. I pinched his arm lightly, rolling my eyes even though my cheeks were a bright shade of red. "Whatever. Start driving Jeon,"

We reached a large building, which was surrounded by a line of people, waiting to enter. "Ugh, Jungkook we should've left earlier. Look how long the line is!" I whined. He rolled his eyes before grabbing my arm and dragging me to the front of the line.

I noticed he just budded everyone in the line, so I pulled him back causing him to look at me. "What are you doing?! We need to wait our turn," I whisper-shouted. He sighed before pulling out a silver card and showing it to the security guard.

To my surprise, the guard nodded before clearing a path for Jungkook. "She's with me," he said sternly, before interlacing my hand in his tightly and leading me through the crowded area filled with sweaty bodies. We ended up at a bar around the back of the large room, not as crowded as before.

I took a seat, as the bartender took out 2 shot glasses and slid them toward us. "So, what would you guys like tonight," he asked, a little too sweetly. "I'll take some soju. What about you?"

"I'll take your strongest. Surprise me," I exclaimed, and the bartender smirked at my cheery response. Jungkook and I sipped down our drinks, chatting with the bartender here and there. After a few more drinks, Jungkook got off his seat and dragged me to the dance floor, pulling my body close to his.

"Let's dance," he whispered into my ear, sending shivers down to my spine. I swung my arms around his neck, as his tightened around my waist. The dark, cold atmosphere, just brought my body closer to his.

Both of us slowly moving our bodies, my mind became foggier. I could feel Jungkook's hard breathing against my shoulder, the heat of his body some-what calming me. A few minutes later, Jungkook let me go and clutched his stomach. 

"Jasmine, I need to go to the washroom, I'll be right back," his voice muffled by the blasting of the music.

He disappeared from my sight, my mind ignoring it and I kept on dancing. Suddenly, I bumped into something hard. As I looked up, I giggled and simultaneously hugged the man in front of me. 

"Hey, Mr. Bartender! W-what are you doing here?" I giggled. He smirked before slipping his hand under my chin and lifting so I faced him.

"The names Taemin, babe," he smirked before pulling my body so close to his that I was practically stuck to him. He lowered his head, gently biting his way up from my collarbone until he reached my earlobe. "That boy.. he wasn't your boyfriend, was he?" he asked.

At this point, my brain couldn't process what was happening, and I was acting like an honest bitch and a little girl at the same time. "Boyfriend? Jungkook? He's not my boyfriend, silly," I laughed and wrapped my hand around his shoulders. The boy relaxed, before holding my hand and leading me to an area I didn't see before.

The hallway had various doors, most of them closed. One room at the very end was open, and he was leading me there. When we entered the room, it replicated the interior of a hotel room. There was a bed placed in the middle, with a side table and washroom.

Before I could say anything, the sound of the door locking had caught my attention. I turned around and found Taemin dangerously close to me, him slowly walking towards me even more. I backed up, until my back hit the side of the bed. "W-what are you doing- "

"Shh, Jasmine-ah~ You should be more careful around men," he grunted, I gasped when he suddenly picked me up and threw me on the bed. He hovered on top of me, his lips brushing against my collarbone. He started to kiss against it, and the feeling had sobered me up.

"N-no, stop. STOP!" I yelled as I hit against his chest. But he didn't stop, he kept going, further down. I had to do something, and quick. I squirmed beneath him, my weak attempt of freeing myself did nothing. Suddenly, he took both my arms and pinned them above my head, I winced at his very tight grip.

"I should've added more than one pill in that drink," he muttered, annoyed. He lifted my dress higher, and tears brimmed my eyes. No, please don't-

Before he could go any further, Taemin's eyes widened in fear as the door slammed open.

"JASMINE!"

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to be continued