*just putting it out there, I'm absolutely shite at smut so I'm so sorry for the next half of the chapter*

Jungkook slowly moved his lips against Jia's.

He felt her tense all over.

Of course you shouldn't have kissed her! She was just saying how she's been used her whole life and look what you're doing-

But then, as if a miracle took place, he felt Jia's lips move against his.

The kiss was soft. As if they'd kiss for a thousand years with no one to ever disturb them.

Jia moaned low in her throat, and maybe that's what snapped Jungkook's leash.

All of a sudden, his kisses became rough. Hungry. As if her lips were what he craved all his life, and finally he's been gifted these jewels and now he can't get enough.

No, he wanted more.

Jungkook slid his arms around Jia's waist, pressing herself to him.

Her chest collided with his, the sudden pull breaking their kiss.

The boy grinned widely at her. The woman blushed, yet returned his malicious smirk.

Jungkook wiped whatever tears they were left on her face before he claimed her lips again.

No, he didn't just want her lips.

More, more, more-

Jungkook got up, scooping Jia in his arms and lead her to the bed.

He laid her gently on the sheets, tossing the bag of gold on the floor.

He took of his jacket and dumped it down.

Going on top of Jia, careful of her back, he left a trail of kisses down her neck, down her collarbone.

Seeing that shredded dress enraged him. He ripped it right off her.

A gasp escaped Jia as she lay before him, bare save from silk scraps.

Jungkook took his black shirt off, revealing the smooth, corded muscle he hid underneath.

Seeing the woman gape at it made the boy smirk devishly. "Don't just sit there gawking, Jia."

To his surprise, she flashed a catlike smile, so seductive it had him blushing. "I tend to stare at things I find ravishing."

Jungkook took her in his arms, eyes darkening with lust. "Then ravish me, Jia. Ravish me all you want."

Their lips crashed on to each other, their bodies moving in sync.

Jia started to unbutton Jungkook's trousers as he bit her lower lip.

He peeled them off, along with everything else.

Jia gaped at the sight of naked Jungkook in all his glory.

"It's time you do as well," he snarled, eyeing the black lingerie.

"I might need some help," she whispered, eyes dancing.

Jungkook matched her burning sparkle as he unhooked her bra. "Play later, Jia," he muttered huskily into her ear.

His voice had her arching her back.

Now, both bare before each other, Jungkook slipped inside her, and stayed tangled within her for the remaining night.

*I apologise sincerely for even trying*

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Jungkook woke up late into the afternoon, arms wrapped around a woman with her back to him.

He smiled onto to her skin.

He couldn't believe it, even now. That he'd buried himself in Jia just hours ago. That she's with him at this moment, cocooned in his embrace.

The very thought that his wish had come true made him extremely giddy.

Jia slowly turned around so she faced him, eyes closed.

You're beautiful, he wanted to say to her. So beautiful that you take my breath away. Every time I get the luxury of just looking at you.

"Jia," he whispered.

Her eyes fluttered open. She stared at him before smiling lazily. "Jungkook."

They didn't say anything else, instead looking at each other as if they had all the time in the world.

Jungkook curled a loose lock of hair behind Jia's hair. "How do you feel?" he asked her.

She grinned. "Tired. But happy. Happier than I've ever been."

The fact the Jungkook was the reason for her happiness made him kiss her, full of love and longing.

"I share the same feeling," he murmured back, caressing jia's face. "You didn't feel...forced or-"

The woman put a finger on my lips. "Never, Jungkook. Never with you."

Relief spread over him. He thanked the lord above she didn't feel like she was just doing a job.

"You know, this is actually the first time I enjoyed having sex."

Jungkook blinked at her. "I'm glad to be entertaining in bed," he mused, winking.

Jia poked him on his bicep. "Seriously, though. I have never had an encounter where I actually wanted to fuck someone. It had always been the opposite."

Jungkook lightly squeezed her arm.

"And I know this is normal for a prostitute, but then who wants to be one in the first place?

"I remember the newer ones would always say how prostitution is the best thing, as you get paid for sex."

Jia shook her head vigorously. "I still remember their screams when they served their first client."

Jungkook contained a shudder. "How old were they?"

"15, 16," she replied, voice grim. "Only lived for another two years. The men they served were walking diseases."

Jungkook scrunched his nose in disgust.

"I know," Jia said. "It's all so horrible. I just wished we had an opportunity. A chance to be something, do something better than this."

"I would never wish this upon you, but if it weren't for all of this, I would have never met you."

Jia put a hand through Jungkook's hair. "I would go through all of it. Every single bit of it to see you," she said.

Jungkook swallowed a lump in his throat. "And I would be ready to go through a thousand of my brother's deaths if I could be with you."

Tears threatened to spill from jia's eyes. "Jungkook-"

A harsh knock made them both jump. It was coming from the entrance.

Exchanging worried looks, Jungkook got out the bed, pulling on his trousers. He got out the gun in his jacket, shrugging it on.

He gestured for Jia to stay in the room, then got out himself.

The boy neared the door, his pistol at the ready.

Another round of rapping had Jungkook opening the door, pointing his gun forward.

Jungkook was expecting Boa to come running back.

But the man at the doorway was definitely not Boa.

No, it was Taehyung.

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Hey guys! This chapter was just a no from me, but do please vote and tell me your opinions on this part. It will be appreciated :)