I tamed the workaholic tyrant

eight

light sexual content at the end** 

jungkook brought her to the phone store where he bought her a completely new phone which would cost yein all her academy savings if she were ever to pay it. yein gaped in awe as she fiddles with the technology. "don't forget to put my number in.'" jungkook reminded as they wait for the shopkeeper to process the receipt.

"it's beautiful..." yein sighs before turning to jungkook who smiles at her. "i'm glad you like it." jungkook tucks her hair behind her ear. "because i have some news for you."

"what is it?" yein questioned with endless expectations. was this the time where jungkook would say everything's a prank and leave her by the street? or go back to the four wall room? or-

"tomorrow, you'll follow me to meet namjoon's wife, soojung. you'll be learning the ropes of my world from soojung tomorrow."

***

jungkook puff out a smoke out at the balcony. he was working tonight to get his job done so that tomorrow nothing sudden will come up. his eyes glance at the sound of the sliding door open, yein stepping outside. "not sleepy?" yein shake her head as she sits at one of the closest chair. yein eyed her husband who has shifted his gaze back to the dark night as he holds his smoke between his fingers.

"what do you think if i smoke?" yein asks jungkook who raise his eyebrows. "i don't discriminate." jungkook hands her the cigarette box and she picks one. jungkook's eyes follow her skilful movements that light up the cigarette and puffs it out. "do you like it?" he asks out of curiosity.

yein shakes her head as she exhales another smoke. "i don't discriminate. but i think i'll just smoke on special occasions." jungkook chuckles making the lady giggles. both of them stay silent as only puffs of smoke is exhaled.

"when did you learn how to smoke?" jungkook asks yein who's mind is probably wandering elsewhere. "since i was 14. i had to disguise myself as a boy for a few months just to get this newspaper job. people were a little bit sceptical about a girl being the newspaper boy but had nothing against boys. in order to make ends meet, i disguised as a boy. met a guy back then who challenge me to smoke... i rarely smoke but i guess today was just special." yein told him.

"what do you mean by learning the ropes of your world?" jungkook burns out his cigarette and close his laptop. "i am a director to a powerful company in korea. it's important for you to learn the basic manners and etiquettes so that you won't be uncomfortable for your first gala event."

jungkook move closer to yein who burns out her cigarette. "when is the gala event?"

"in three days."

jungkook lower himself and slowly kisses yein's lips. he could feel the traces of smoke in her mouth as his tongue slips in. she could feel him smirking between their kisses. they pull away to catch their breath, him chuckling at the sight of her blushing face and her giggling from the kiss.

"sleepy?" she shake her head so he kiss her again as he held her, carrying her inside.

yein is placed carefully on the edge of the bed and jungkook steps back to undress himself, leaving him in his undergarments. yein copies his movements and let her pyjamas slip off her. jungkook held her face as his lips crashes into hers again. their lips never let go and her back touches the soft bed. she moans as he started to work his magic on her, his skilled hands touching all the right places making her sighs and moans over.

she felt his fingers ghosting over the edge of her undergarments, itching to feel her over there. his eyes seek consent from her in which she replied by a curt nod. then, it felt like she was reaching bliss as he touched her in the most intimate places. her back arched and mouth grunting from his touch before release.

jungkook waited for her to gain her breath back as he positions himself. "are you okay?" yein nods her head. "go on." she whispers. and that was all that jungkook needed as he was inside her. the sinful hymn of pleasure filled the room as the paced quickens, then it felt like electricity as they both release.

jungkook lie down beside her relaxing himself from the pleasure earlier. their panting could be heard around the room. "do you... love me?" jungkook asks as his eyes stares at the ceiling.

yein thought for awhile, she did like it that jungkook treated her fairly as a wife, buying her whatever her heart desires and was letting her learning the ropes of his world. she know she felt something for him, but she doesn't think it was the L word.

"no."

"good girl." jungkook sits up before kissing her forehead. "let's clean up."