THE REVENGE - Taekook (COMPLETED)✔️

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Taehyung was sitting inside a very luxurious Matt black Rolls Royce phantom, with Jungkook. He was still very confused about the whole stuff.

He just got married and his husband is super rich, handsome and powerful?? But what about his dreams, his revenge, fuck did he missed his audition.

" STOP.. STOP THE CAR.... " Taehyung screamed at the top of his voice. But the car didn't even slowed a little bit.

Perplexed Taehyung turned to Jungkook, " Jungkook ask them to stop the car.. I have an audition. Please Jungkook "

" what audition??? "

" in Jeon entertainment I am already late.. Please ask them to turn -.."

" calm down tae, you don't need to..."

Taehyung was furious as he cut Jungkook in between, " what do you mean I don't have to?? I am married to you it doesn't mean I have to ask for your permission.. "

Jungkook chuckled, " oh my feisty wife, I mean thats my subsidiary company, you don't need audition.. "

Taehyung looked at his now ' husband ' with wide eyes, he is married to CEO of Jeon corporation?? Wasn't Jeon corporation's CEO remained unmarried in his previous life, at the age of 35 the CEO of Jeon corporation used to be shown under most eligible bachelor.

But how in this life is he married and that too from his own self....

Jungkook lowered his head towards Taehyung. His handsome face, like rare diamond with exquisite luster, was slowly getting closer... centimeter by centimeter. He sensually puffed warm air near Taehyung's sensitive earlobes

"Jungkook !" Taehyung tried to push him away with one shove.

But Jungkook's hands were strong and powerful. His long arms tightly imprisoned Taehyung near his chest. His palm touched Taehyung's pink tender cheek, and his thumb gently caressing his lips; like a lipstick gentle and smooth, meticulously contouring the shape of his lips.

Taehyung opened his eyes wide. He wanted to resist, but he soon discovered that he was helpless in Jungkook's grasp.

Suddenly....

Jungkook's palms appeared on the back of Taehyung's head, locked itself there, and heavily seized his petal-soft lips.

Jungkook's tongue was hot and soft, but also seemed to contain a formidable strength. It sharply entered to explore the inside of Taehyung's mouth and closely chased after his tongue.

Earnest yet persistent.

Jungkook closed his black as ink eyes and stood fast, as he evenly drank in Taehyung's sweet flavor.

Since the beginning, Taehyung had been resisting. Even under such overwhelming assault, he still passionately resisted.

But Jungkook secured Taehyung's hands behind his back. The back of Taehyung's head was once again powerfully in Jungkook's grasp, and Taehyung's entire body become weak and limp, unable to move a single step.

This kiss was full of burning lust and strongly felt of honeyed desires.

Perhaps it was due to a body's instinctive chemical response; or maybe it was because of Jungkook's superb skill. Whatever the cause, slowly, Taehyung's stiff body started to soften, and steadily began to harmonize with Jungkook's forceful, wantonly plundering kiss.

Currently, Taehyung's brain activity had flat lined.

The past betrayal he experienced in the previous life... the pain that tore his heart and split his lungs...he couldn't think of anything. All rational thoughts had fled, and his body slavishly listened to the commanding kiss and feedback this signal to his brain.

After what seemed like an eternity..... their lips parted. The corner of Jungkook's mouth held a sliver of white, silken thread. Giving off a coarse and wildly erotic appearance.

All along, Jungkook's vision was locked onto Taehyung. It was hard to read anything from the midst of his beautiful eyes. However, they seemed to still hold remnants of passion.

Taehyung's fair and delicate face, without any warning, had become red.

His subconscious mind wanted to push Jungkook away. Jungkook, however, suddenly gave off a wicked laugh.

Once again, Jungkook's lips, like swan feathers, gently played across his cheeks, his earlobes, his eyes....

Both of Jungkook's lips resembled a blazing ball of fire,wantonly setting everywhere aflame. Where ever he kissed, a fervent blaze, that could scorch anything it touched, would spread there.

Taehyung's temperature increased little by little until it finally engulfed her entire body. Taehyung suddenly felt as if she had been set on fire.....

Memories from his previous life came back thick and fast. On top of the building, that impossibly hard to forget sense of betrayal rushed forth like the tide....

A sense of panic suddenly flashed across Taehyung's heart. Subconsciously, he abruptly used all his strength to push Jungkook away--

Jungkook, who was immersed in the passion and desire, was completely taken aback. He did not expect Taehyung would take such an action, so, without the slightest bit of guard, he heavily fell backwards....

"Bang...." a loud sound echoed, as the back of Jungkook's head knocked against the hard interior of car, producing an echoing sound that was sharp and clear.

The surrounding area become very quiet all of a sudden. The air was saturated with a feeling of awkwardness.

Jungkook's expression was covered with haze, like tranquility before a tempest. His pair of eyes, black and deep as ink, seemed cold and overcast with a somewhat scary, deadly look. These eyes locked onto Taehyung, and his handsome appearance condensed into a thick layer of frost.

Taehyung was dumbfounded. He unconsciously covered his red lips, wanting to laugh but afraid to laugh. Within him there was not only embarrassment but also a thread of regret

How could he have known that this strong and overbearing man was so frail, with one push he would fall?

"That uhmm....Are you okay?"

Taehyung saw Jungkook firmly glaring at him. He seemed to want to stare until he reached the bottom of his heart. This made Taehyung become apprehensive. Jungkook could only feebly stand by hid question.

Taehyung response was Jungkook's silence and that pair of cold black and fierce eyes.

Taehyung slowly moved closer to him, and somewhat awkwardly, scratched his head. He even shook his sleeves with a hint of embarrassment. Being at a loss, he continued to ask, "....Does it hurt?"

It should have been very painful, right? Just now, the sound from the impact was so severe that it could scare people.

Jungkook's deep dark eyes were cold and remote, and moodily measuring and watching Taehyung he replied. "Want to give it a try?"

"No, it's okay." Taehyung was saw although his face was gloomy, the depths of his eyes held a childish feeling of being thwarted. He couldn't help but think it was ridiculous. Taehyung slid a few steps back to be far from where he sat.

"Come here--," said Jungkook with one hand supporting the back of his head. The other lush hand beckoned towards Taehyung.

But the gaze he fixed upon Taehyung was with his deep enchanting and boundless pupils. His light, eagle-like gaze narrowed. It seemed to hold a touch of laughter inside of it. From its disappearing, beautiful nature their hidden depth revealed an insufferably arrogant and noble haughtiness.

That effortlessness exuded the highest quality of a tyrannical king. It was a gaze that, just by seeing it, people would find it hard to defy such elegance and superiority that resemble hell itself.

Taehyung perceptively shook his head.

He was not a fool. If he went over now, then wasn't it voluntarily delivering himself to his door for him to ravage? Of course he didn't want that!

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