The Need to be Owned

Chapter Seventeen: Dance to the Death

JUNGKOOK's POV-:

I watch them. Every fuckin day. I watch them when we're all in the same room. I watch them when they are alone in his bedroom.
I watch them laugh, smile, bicker and make up, and best of all, I watch them fuck.
I can't stop obsessing over HER.
She's just an ordinary girl! Why does he care about her! He never cared about a woman so deeply before! Not in the six years that I've known him.

She truly intrigued me, but at the same time, she pisses me off.
I don't know why I have these raging emotions, all for a woman I barely know. But I can't control them.
I love watching her. I watch from the secret cameras I installed in Taehyung's room and study. I watch how he fucks her.
The way her body arches, the way her eyes widened as she cums. The way she moans. Fuck! It makes me hard every damn time.

I watch and jack off. I love imagining her under me. Begging me to fuck her. Losing all her naïveté and innocence as she screams in ecstasy. I want him away from her. I can't stand the sight. I hate how my boss is so preoccupied with this girl. I want to kill her, but at the same time, I hate how I can't fuck her.
"Hey! I didn't know you were coming in today." I heard her high pitched voice.

"Why? Can't I?" I asked curtly.
"No of course you can!" She rushed.
"It's just that, it's a Sunday. So I assumed you'd have other plans you know. Don't have a girlfriend to woo?" She asked trying to be cheeky, but since she wasn't exactly a street smart kinda girl, everything she did, ended up being cute and it annoyed the shit out of me.

"Men like us don't exactly do girlfriends."
"Oh." She gave an awkward smile. "Right."
For some reason, a pang of guilt hit me.
"I mean, I don't know about Taehyung, but I certainly don't." I added.
She gave a small nod and immediately changed the topic.
"Would you like some tea? These some hot water left in the kettle." She offered kindly.
"Nah. I'm good."
"Okie dokie. See you around Jungkook." She smiled. And headed her way.

I watched as she walked away, careful not to stare too long though. I know Taehyung's watching from the security cameras. The last thing I need is to grab his attention, as I check out his chick.
His for now, at least.
I made my way to the study, knocking before I entered.
"Jungkook, good you're here." I was greeted by Taehyung, as he stood by the window, peeping outside.

"What can I do for ya?"
"I need you to find Lily Park and Chris Stone."
I looked at his desk, which had two files. I picked one of them up, looking at pictures of Lily. The file had all her info. Her date of birth, bank details, address, details about her first and now second husband.
That's when it hit me.
"They're Mavis's parents." I stated.
Taehyung turned to me, moving away from the window, sat back down on his chair.
"Indeed they are." He smirks.

"I want them brought to me, so that I may get rid of them, once and for all." He said nonchalantly.
"What about Mavis?" I asked.
"What about her?" He countered.
"Does she know what you plan to do?"
"No she doesn't and she will never find out. After we're done cleaning up this mess, I'm taking her to Italy with me."
"I see. What if she finds out?" I challenged.
"Then just too bad. She'll have to suck it up and live with it."

Is he stupid! He finally has her eating out of his palm and he's willing to loose it all, by killing her God damn parents!
"May I ask, why you're doing this?"
He looked at me, amused.
"Just cuz." He teased.
"Taehyung this is seriously. You realise you might lose her in the process don't you?" I charged, unintentionally. In fact I don't even know why I gave a fuck.
He sat still, unflinchingly. And sniggered.
"Don't you think you're getting a little too attached to her?" He canvassed.

I tried to stay stoic, worried he might read more into me if I were too expressive or defensive.
"No boss. I'm simply looking out for you."
He chuckled, scornfully
"The only things you should be on the look out for, are my instructions." He came closer, circling around me, trying to intimidate me. Then he paused behind me, holding onto my waist sensually.
"Tell me, do you enjoy the show we put on for you Kook?" He whispered seductively in my ear, unbuckling my belt and slipped into my pants.

"Does watching my sweet Angel make you hard." He grabbed my cock, making me gasp.
"Do you jerk off, as you watch us fuck?As you watch me destroy her? As you watch her beg me for more? Do you have fun?" He pumped my dick faster, making me hiss.
"Y-you...know...."
"Oh I have know for a while now. But I let you watch since I'm a good boss, who cares about his men, especially his right hand man." He suddenly tightened his grip making me flinch.

"But when you start fantasising about what's mine, that's when there's trouble in paradise." He snarls.
He releases me and steps away.
I turn towards him, looking him straight in the eye.
"Let this be a warning Kook. Next time, I'll rip your heart out myself. We clear?" He warns.
I nod. Not because I'm afraid or intimidated. But Because I want him to believe I am. The second I have Mavis to myself, I'll make sure she never ends up in the hands of this Prick.

He may get be a cunning man, but I was no less. In fact, the very reason he took me in was because out of all the men he'd come across, only I could give him a run for his money. And he'd rather have me on his side than against him, but Mavis changed everything. And now it's either gonna be me or him. And I sure as hell won't let him have Mavis. She won't be his, and I'll make sure of it. This will be a dance to the death.
"Very well then. Now let's get down to business."
"Yes boss."