Magnetism

Prologue

I hated it. I hated his attitude. I hated how he didn't look at me when the other members were around. And most of all, I hated how delicious he looked.

I pulled out my phone. 

Take me to your room. Please. I want you.

I eyed him as he discreetly read my text. 

No. Find something else to entertain yourself with.

Exhaling in annoyance, I left the room. If he didn't come, I would make him. I re-entered the room quickly.

"Jimin, there's bad news about your mother on the phone."

The members looked up in shock. Jimin's eyes were narrow and cold as he looked at me, but he got up off his chair and quickly left the room. Shutting the door behind him, he clutched my wrist and hissed at me.

"Don't think you can control me, slut."

I tossed my hair and walked to his room, his masculine figure following me. Once inside, he ripped his jacket off. He pushed me onto the bed and I was hit with his smell; it drove me near insane with lust. He put one hand on my neck and tore my shirt open with his other. His raw desire left me with nothing but moans in my mouth. 

I defyingly ran a hand over his body, but was met with it being thrown back over my head, tightly gripped in his. His head lowered to my neck. Warm breath caressed my faded bruises. Arching my neck, I noticed the golden sunlight coming in through the window; dust glistening in its rays. I moaned loudly as he sucked on my collarbone. His hands were feeling me up and down and I couldn't help the goose bumps rising on my skin. 

I closed my eyes in bliss as his warm, soft lips pressed to mine. I pulled him deeper, letting him invade all my senses. Breathing in his manly aroma, I felt the excitement of his rapid heartbeat. I still hated him for only doing this because I forced him. His hair danced over my cheekbone as his lips hungrily embraced mine. Shivers of pleasure rushed through my body. I stopped thinking, my mind numb with raw sensations. I wanted more. 

I bunched the silky sheets in my trembling hands, then he entwined his fingers with mine. My breathing escalated as his forearm wrapped around my lower back, sharply pulling my hips into his groin. He's an obstinate, self-willed idiot, but he can give me pleasure like nothing else. He kissed me further into the bed, and I completely surrendered to his unrestrained craving.

Our lips parted for breath, and he moved to my ear.

"Stop bothering me when I'm working. You know I'm addicted to you."