"Running away from a demon like me is nowhere an option for you baby girl."

You gulped, you knew the voice, and you could sense the tension, the man with his frosty aura whom no one would dare to approach or even get close to. A sharp glint flashed passed his eyes before he suddenly started taking long strides towards you.

"Mr Jeon?" That was all you could manage to speak.

He wore a thin white shirt, sleeves rolled and a few buttons open through which you could see his robust chest and abs as he walked towards you.

He stared at you unwaveringly, studying you carefully which made you grow increasingly nervous.

It was early Monday morning, and not a lot of people were seen around despite the security who kept bowing at him as he walked closer to you.

You took a step back, your eyes never leaving his when you flinched gasping as you slipped and were about to fall but Jungkook held your waist tightly, saving you from the fall.

You held his collar, panting as he supported you.

For a few seconds, you just stood in his arms but the minute you got a bit conscious, you pushed him away.

"Are you going somewhere love?" He casually asked.

"I need to go... Back to ...," You kept pausing on every word not being able to answer.

"So, wherever it is, I would take you. Why did you decide to go alone?" He asked, pretending to get answers that he was already aware of.

You sighed.

"None of your business Mr. Jeon," you said rudely and started to walk away from him.

Following a few steps of yours, he held your wrist and jerked you towards him you bumped into his chest as his cologne engulfed you.

He was furious, you could sense it. He was just trying to stifle it.

As you stood close to him, the image of you slightly kissing him before leaving the bed jeered in his mind. His eyes were fixed on your lips and your pitch-black pupils that made you look attractive yet, he couldn't let those gleams go unnoticed.

"Let go," you said, moving away from him, acting annoyed by his presence.

"What do you think of yourself Y/N? Acting weird last night wasn't enough that you came here?" He roared.

"You think any place or any corner of this world, I won't be able to find you?"

You didn't answer as his raging emotions overflowed that he couldn't suppress any longer.

Holding your wrist tight enough to hurt you, he dragged you to his car while he held your luggage in the other.

"Jungkook, you can't keep me locked in your house anymore," you yelled, freeing yourself from him as there were marks of his strong grip over your wrists.

"I'm free, I have nothing to do with you and I can leave whenever and wherever I want to," you said, looking straight into his eyes.

He gritted his teeth and suddenly, snatched your phone away from you.

"Give that back, give it," you said, trying to take it away from him but holding it a bit up, that got impossible for you.

"Do you think I'm afraid of this?" He turned your phone showing you the texts Jimin had sent you.

"You going away will fix problems? You think?"

"A man who couldn't handle his own business, who couldn't take care of anything properly, you think he can be a threat?"

"To me?" He yelled, laughing.

"Why don't you fucking talk to me?" He yelled as you stood silent, lowering your gaze like a child.

"And how dare you leave me just because of someone threatening you? You thought I didn't know why Jimin called you to Xenation? I let the matter slip because it was your birthday and I didn't want to spend it on useless matters Y/N," he said.

You matched your gaze to his.

His eyes surged with complex emotions as they looked angry but also sad.

"Get in the car," he ordered.

You hesitated, still rethinking to go back with him.

He pinned you to the car, holding your arms above your head as you could feel a few people frantically sweeping their gazes on the both of you.

"Nobody can kill me, nobody has the guts to. You get that?" He said, his eyes narrowed to make sure you understood.

Not even once had he smiled.

You gulped.

You knew his anger was something worse than normal arguments with him could ever be.

"It's not about getting killed Mr. Jeon, it's about him trying to hurt you because I'm still here and he-," he held your chin, his fingers holding your face as one of his fingers lined your lips.

"Hurt? You left me in the middle of the night, not wanting to stay with me is what's hurting Y/N," he said as you found him getting out of words, gazing at your lips.

You gulped, getting him back to his senses as he moved away murmuring, "I'm mad at her," and shook his head like a child.

Silence suffused the car, he didn't even look at you nor did he speak a word.

You couldn't let him be mad at you for long, you decided to break it off.

"You had an important meeting today, it's 9 already," you said.

"Someone just decided to fuck my sleep schedule, frustrate me, and get me worried for no reason at all," he replied, clenching his jaw.

Maybe, once you could have spoken to him about this instead of getting panicked, and leaving.

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As you reached home, he walked ahead of you which he usually doesnt.

He was behaving aloof.

You weren't liking it.

"Mr Jeon-," he cut you off.

"Do you consider me your boss?" He asked.

"You are my boss but-," he didn't let you complete.

"Exactly, I am your boss but, I am someone who loves you as well. Stop addressing me like that or you would end up---," he didn't complete.

He was leaving when you went towards him realising that it was your mistake to not communicate with him before taking such a step.

You ran after and stopped him. Looking right into his eyes and making a puppy face in front of him you said, "Sorry."

"You want forgiveness?" He asked, licking his lips.

"It ain't that easy," he said.

"What are you thinking? " You stuttered.

He came close to you and whispered in your ear.

"I am thinking of a hundred ways that I can strip you of this dress and ways that I can carry you to bed, naked. And a thousand ways that I can pleasure you as you cry out my name over and over," he huskily declared.

You blushed as you could feel butterflies all over your stomach.

You kept your gaze lowered as you bit on your lip.

"Forgiveness?" He asked.

You nodded.

"Undress," he ordered.

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A/N:
Grab holy water 💦😂🙊