🔞 [completed] A love so 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱...it justifies 𝘀𝗶𝗻. ❝𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝘮𝘺 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘵. ❞ Highest Rankings: ♛ #1 fanfiction ♛ #1 matureaudience ♛ #1 jeonjungkook Copyright © 2022 Marie-Clarie

"Why don't you bite me?" The words tumble from my lips before I can rein them back in, an impulsive challenge hanging in the air between us. He smirks, a playful glint flashing in his eyes. "Because my bite brings pleasure, not pain," he replies, his teeth grazing his lower lip as he studies my expression intently, as if trying to decipher the thoughts racing through my mind. I furrow my brows, genuinely puzzled. What does that even mean? Is he flirting, teasing, or is there something deeper beneath that confident mask? He seems to sense my confusion, and a soft laugh escapes him, warm and inviting. "What I mean is that... I prefer to bite women... not children."

❝Stop judging me so hard, Mr. Jeon. People have 𝘴𝘦𝘹. Get over it!❞ "I'm not judging you; I'm judging him," his dark voice went traveling down your sweet panties. "He came in two minutes." "So?" Hot embarrassment. That's what is on your face. "I can fuck way better than that." He casually cleaned his firearm before putting it back in the holster. His formal shirt stretched over his muscular pecs, the on-guard position, and his always attentive eyes. Your bodyguard's sex appeal ran miles, and you had never not noticed. He made you feel hot. One wrong move from anyone towards you, and he looked like he would break and skewer limbs. You felt so...𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙. So cared for. So his. "No one cares about how you fuck," you shoot back. He drops his eyes, a swishing glance at your body. Emotions hardly betrayed his face. He assessed me like he could see my body and feel me. Break down the actions of my young body and read them like an open book. "Your nipples tell a different story, babydoll."

"I guess I fell in love." "Yeah?" "Yes." "And who is the unlucky one?" "You..." I whispered. His dark eyes stopped in mine and my stomach felt tight. He threw me a small, innocent smile. "And what do you expect me to do about it?" "Love me back?" In less than a second his sweet smile transformed into a devilish one, and it took me completely off guard. "Make me."

"High schooler? What are you doing studying at a strip club like this?" I was skeptical whether to answer or not as he continued staring at me. Considering an unknown man just forced his way in this room only god knows what could occur. Unaware of what to do, I remained exactly where I was. Ready to run inside the club if he tried anything weird. I believe he sensed how uncomfortable I was, hence what he did next made me feel at ease. Well a little. "Jeon Jungkook, son of this damned club owner", he extended his arm. Warning: explicit content, coarse language, violence, sensitive subjects.

Being independent while living the harsh reality of adulthood is sparked by arrogance in the form of the most infuriating man you've ever met. ⏤𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff, angst, smut, slow burn Disclaimer: please, be aware this series contains mature content such as strong language and smut This is a work of fiction and is purely for entertainment and fiction purposes. The members are used for visual purposes only! I do not allow any reposts and translations! CEO!Jungkook x reader, Enemies to lovers au