His Sinfull Desires ||JJK||

"How the fuck did you let him touch you?" Jungkook's voice was dark, dangerously low, the kind that sent chills down her spine. His jaw was clenched, fists tight, barely holding himself back.

Y/N swallowed hard, looking away. "It wasn't like that-"

"Don't," he cut her off, stepping closer until she had no space left to escape. "Don't you fucking dare defend that bastard."

She bit her lip, her hands trembling at her sides. "I didn't mean to-"

"You didn't mean to?" He let out a bitter chuckle, shaking his head. "Do you even realize what you're doing to me, huh? Watching someone else put their hands on what's mine?"

Y/N's breath hitched. "Jungkook-"

"No," he growled, gripping her chin and tilting her face up to meet his gaze. "Look at me when I'm talking to you, sweetheart."

Her eyes locked with his, and she swore she saw fire burning in them.

"I don't share," he whispered, his voice like a dark promise. "Not you. Not ever."

His fingers brushed against her jaw, softer this time, but his words remained sharp. "Next time someone dares to lay a finger on you, I won't be so fucking nice. And you?" He leaned in, his lips just inches from hers.

"You won't give them a chance. Because you know exactly who you belong to."

love or lust ?

she only belongs to me- Jeon jungkook