He's A Celebrity

He's A Celebrity

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I was on my verge of freaking out.... I looked at the mess in front of me, coffee was dripping down the table pooling near my feet . I felt like crying what has he done there's no way I'm gonna make the deadline. "hey are you okay? " a tentative voice asked me , I looked up in haze tears pooling in my eyes. "n-noo..... " I heard my voice break, the next thing I knew I was straight out sobbing in front of the stranger. "H-hey stop crying... please people are gonna think I made you cry... " their was a tone of emergency in the stranger's voice now. But all it did was make me cry harder. All Jungkook wanted was to get a cup of Iced Americano , was it too much to ask for? Instead he met a girl who won't stop crying and Jungkook for the love of God couldn't figure out why? Why won't she speak? Great now the people are staring really why won't this girl stop wailing?
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"I could threaten to have you fired again," Jungkook let out and Jimin was momentarily lost for speech, the way only Jungkook seemed to manage. "But I don't have to use threats to make you submit to me," he breathed out as that hand slipped lower, teasing his body through his white blouse which was so thin, he felt his heated skin beneath it. "You talk so rudely, but we both know the truth, Angel," he whispered against his ears as his hands slipped lower, over the ripples of his abs and to the waistband of his pants. Jimin's sane thoughts left him. He forgot where he was, with whom and all the million reasons this was fucking wrong. "And here's the proof." And then a moan slipped over his lips as Jungkook's hands landed on the proof. Over the bulge in his pants, his dick aching and hard, probably since the moment he had entered his office and saw him in that expensive Italian suit. "You want it, Jimin, don't you?" "Yes." "Yes what?" "Yes... please?" Jungkook chuckled darkly as his fingers found Jimin's belt and started to undo it, Jimin's mind turning feral, his breathing coming out faster in anticipation. "That's not what I want to hear. You know what I want you to say. Yes what?" And despite the senselessness of this situation, he knew exactly what Jungkook wanted to hear. Knew it was twisted and wrong and proving Jungkook right. And he still said it. "Yes, Mr. Jeon. I want it."

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