"The doctor said that in ten days she would be on her feet." Jungkook nodded and sat down in the armchair by Rina's bed. "I can't believe she jumped in to protect you." Taehyung shook his head and leaned against the bed column. "I know." Jungkook nodded.
Already calm, Jungkook had time to think about what had happened. She had just begun to surrender, then threatened to resign and leave the company, and he gave her a few days to calm down, thinking he had pressed her too hard, and now she took the bullet in his place. On the flip side, his father was almost there, wishing him success with her, hinting that he hoped for a relationship between the two.
When he took over the company, Jungcook had been informed of the staff, of course, but only about her did his father have an opinion, which he attributed to the fact that she was closest to him. "She's smart and meticulous, the perfect assistant." he had said, but when he saw him watching her in the operating room, Jungcook began to think that his father cared about her much more than he had shared. Didn't his father think it was time for Jungkook to secure an heir? Hardly, he had never interfered in his son's sex life. However, if this was the idea of their conversation, then he would be seriously disappointed, because Jungkook had no intention of committing himself, even to Rina. As soon as he got what he wanted, Jungcook would make sure he never saw her again, just like the others.
"Now what?" Jungkook looked at Taehyung and shrugged. "Once she's fine, I'll fuck her and send her on her way. What else?" he smirked. "If you say." However, Taehyung was not so sure. He knew Jungkook, and since this little lady had come into his life, Jungkook had behaved differently.
Jimin had told him about the incident in the alley, Taehyung himself had seen him at the club that night, but he hadn't made the connection then, and now Seokjin had told him that Jungkook had confessed to him that he was acting strange because of her. Even if Jungkook denied it, everyone noticed the change in the heir to the Jeon family. And their job was to know what was happening to him so that they could ensure his well-being.

"Jungkook?" he opened his eyes and rubbed his neck wearily. He was asleep in the armchair. He looked at his watch, then at Rina, who had not yet woken up, and finally at the room.
"Jungkook ..." he stood up and sat on the edge of the bed. Her eyelids twitched and slowly opened, Rina looked at him and smiled slightly, then her eyes widened and she tried to stand up, hissing from the sharp pain in her back.
"Easier ..." he carefully supported her. "The doctor said without hesitation ..." he paused and looked down at his chest. Her fingers ran nervously over his chest to his shoulders, despite the pain in her shoulder. "You're not hurt." she sighed and slowly leaned back, closing her eyes. Her breathing calmed quickly, and he blinked in surprise at the speed with which she fell asleep again.
"Did she really check on you and fall asleep again?" Jungkook shook his head in shock. "You have to stop sneaking in like that or one day I'm really going to kill you!" Jungkook snorted, and Yoongi smiled crookedly.
"Since when have you been standing there?" Jungkook asked, standing up, and Yoongi shrugged. "Long enough" he pushed himself away from the door frame and stood in front of the bed.  "Are you going to keep her?" Yoongi asked, staring at the sleeping woman. "No" Jungkook replied simply and headed for the door. "I'm going to work" he said and left the room.
Yoongi chuckled thoughtfully. "Interesting, very interesting ..." he muttered, shrugging again and following Jungkook.

She stood up carefully, clenching her teeth. Her clothes lay neatly folded in the armchair next to the bed, along with a new blouse. She lowered her legs and slowly stood up, stepping into the armchair.
Maybe she shouldn't have left like that, but she couldn't stay any longer. Not with him under one roof. Dressing slowly, she prayed she wouldn't meet anyone on the way out. She looked around, her bag across the room, and half-dressed, she reached for it, dug and pulled out her phone, she texted Boram, sending her location from the GPS.
Leaving the phone, she went back to dressing, put on her shoes, picked up her bag, and opened the door, sticking her head through it. She scanned the corridor and crept silently down.
She sighed with relief as she managed to reach the front door without anyone noticing, and carefully opened it, slipping out. Her eyes widened as she walked down the wide, guarded alley. "How will I get out now?" Rina thought, slowly creeping between the tall tui surrounding the alley.
She quickly hid behind a huge tree as a pair of headlights flashed down the driveway and her heart pounded as she recognized the driver.
"That's funny, why am I hiding?" Rina scolded herself, but she knew why. "Because if he touches you, you will melt!" she replied, waiting for the car to pass her.

Jungkook sighed and rested his head with his eyes closed for a moment. He planned to take a shower and then invite her to dinner with him. Seokjin had told him earlier in the day that she had gotten up and even taken a walk in the garden.She was really recovering quickly, and that should have calmed him down, but it actually made him nervous, and he didn't know why. The more time he spent with her, the more he understood why his father valued her so highly. She was really smart, and when she wasn't blushing, she was even funny.
He sighed again and got out of the car, heading for the door, wondering if she was waiting for him.
"Ah, Jungkook" he nearly bumped into Seokjin, who began to peer behind his shoulder. "What exactly are you doing?" Jungkook asked angrily, and Seokjin blinked. "The nurse told me she went to change your girl's bandage ..." Jungkook interrupted. "She's not my girl, hyung!" he said sharply and Seokjin nodded. "Yes, yes, as you say, so the nurse told me that Rina was not in her room and her clothes were missing, so I decided to look for her in the garden" he explained. "How come she's not in her room?" Jungkook sensed his anger rising, he couldn't leave her to anyone, they were able to lose her immediately. "Calm down, kid, she's probably walking ..." Seokjin raised an eyebrow mockingly. "Alone, hyung, in her condition?" Jungkook hissed ironically and jumped out again, heading for the garden on the sides of the house.
"Where the hell are you, Miss Assistant?" The garden was empty, and he and Seokjin returned to the house. Jungkook ordered the guards to search the yard, and they did the same in every room she might be in, but it was as if the ground had engulfed her. "Where the hell could she be?" Jungkook growled, and Seokjin narrowed his eyes. "She's gone." Jungkook stared at him. "Don't be ridiculous, she's hurt, and we're out of town, how is she going to leave!" Seokjin shrugged. "She has a phone, doesn't she?" Jungkook gritted his teeth.
"They failed, but I will kill her!" he roared and jumped out of the house again, getting into his car. He knew exactly where to look, and in half an hour he was in front of her house.
Just in time to see her get out of her so-called fiancé's car. Jungkook was too angry to think exactly what he was doing. He got out of the car and headed straight for them. Rina noticed him first and stared at him terribly.
He approached them angrily, and without thinking, he yanked her out of Boram's arms, who blinked in astonishment, then took a step toward her. Rina screamed as Jungkook pulled out his pistol and aimed it straight at Boram's face. "Your engagement is over, if you approach her again, touch her, or even think about her, I'll scatter your fucking brain everywhere!" Jungkook grunted coldly and dragged her after him.
"Jungkook ..." she took a painful breath and he looked at her sharply. He leaned over and picked her up. "I'm tired of games, Miss Assistant!" he hissed, and she curled up, biting her lip. Jungkook threw her roughly in the front seat, and she cried as the pain pierced her. "If you move, I'll kill him!" he threatened as she tried to get out of the car. The threat worked, and she obediently let him fasten her seat belt. Taking his place, he started the engine and drove away, avoiding looking at the frightened woman next to him. "Damn it!" he slammed the steering wheel several times, making her tremble.
Instead of returning to the mansion, he headed for his city apartment, parking in the underground parking lot. He helped her down and dragged her after him. "Jungkook ..." he looked at her and she fell silent. In the elevator, they both didn't say a word. He dragged her back to the door of his apartment. He quickly entered the code, and as soon as the door closed behind her, he pulled her  and his lips covered hers.
Rina groaned, the pain piercing her again as she wrapped her arms around his neck and obediently dropped his tongue into her mouth.
Jungkook pressed her angrily, but was careful not to hurt her again, his hands pressed sideways to her waist, her soft lips responding eagerly, while his drank her thirstily and rudely.
Jungkook stepped back and rested his forehead on hers. "He won't touch you anymore, okay?" Rina sighed and looked up at him. "He never touched me ..." she whispered and blushed heavily, but still didn't look away.
"Never?" he looked at her uncertainly and she nodded. "Never!" he growled and kissed her again, slowly pushing her Her legs hit something and she moaned. Jungkook hugged her, forcing her to sit and then lie down, pulling a soft pillow under her head. "Your shoulder ..." he broke the kiss and looked at her. With unsuspected courage, she smiled, and this time she searched for his lips on her own. "I'm tired of this game too, Jungkook, even if I'm sorry tomorrow ..."
Jungkook raised an eyebrow and smiled arrogantly. With a painful groan, she got up and took off her blouse, then unbuttoned her jeans and took them off, tossing them aside. Jungkook watched her hungry, drinking her body with his eyes.
She leaned back again, and he knelt between her thighs, his hands sliding across her belly and her back arched.
Her fingers ran over his arms and gripped his shoulders as he leaned forward and slowly ran his tongue over the soft flesh of her abdomen.
He looked up at her face, a blush quickly spreading down her neck and shoulders. Her breathing caught, and she looked down at him. Pain, desire, and anticipation shone in her eyes. Rina tried to pull him, but he slid his lips down, his fingers stroking the inside of her thighs, and she moaned loudly.
"Jungkook ..." she made room for him and he smirked. "Good girl" he praised her, and his thumb reached for her clit through her underwear. "For God's sake ..." she gasped and raised her hips. Impatiently, he shifted her underwear slightly and his fingers slid between her folds. Jungkook swallowed at the sight of the trembling humidity, and his throat went dry. His eyes stared at hers and she bit her lip.
He pulled away abruptly and she gasped in frustration. "Patience, Miss Assistant!" he laughed and began to undress without taking his eyes off her. She watched his every move, and for a moment Jungkook wondered who was seducing whom and where the timid little assistant had disappeared.
He took off his pants and she sat up, looking up at him. Her hand slid over his abdomen, over his well-defined abs, her tongue ran over her lips, and her fingers pulled the edge of his boxers, sliding them down. Jungkook gritted his teeth and let her examine him. Her hand slipped and she hesitated for a moment, but then she grasped the base of his cock and looked to him for help. He smiled and took her hand, showing her how to stroke him. Her uncertain movements sent shivers down his spine, his breathing short and stuck in his throat as her tongue left a hot trail along his entire length. She licked her lips as if she had tasted something unusual, keeping the taste on her tongue. His excitement grew rapidly, and his cock triumphed in her arms, feeling the pure touch of the inexperienced hand and tongue. His body tensed, and he bristled as her lips slowly slid over the tip of his cock and she licked this sensitive area.
Jungkook didn't move, an unfamiliar sensation settled low in his stomach and made his heart beat as if he wanted to jump out of his chest, and his cock throbbed furiously, thirsty for her every touch.
She looked at him, and he nodded encouragingly. Her lips parted slightly, and she gently took more of his cock into her mouth. Jungkook gritted his teeth and buried his fingers in her hair, tugging at her head. She tried to take it all in, but choked, and he quickly backed away, looking into her teary eyes. "Slow down, baby, you'll learn" he smiled, wiping away her tears. She nodded and tried again. Jungkook shook his head as she began to move her mouth and hand at the same time, caressing him, sucking and teasing with her tongue and teeth.
After a few minutes, her movements became safer and faster, and Jungkook had the feeling that his whole being was trying to escape into her throat, and he pushed her away slightly. Taking care not to press on her wound, he straightened her and pressed his lips to hers. She relaxed in his arms, his fingers uncovering and unbuttoning her bra."It's my turn, baby!" he pressed her to sit and lie down again, took off her underwear, dropped it to her bra, and his head sank between her legs. She writhed and screamed as his tongue shot deep into her bowels between her folds.
His fingers parted her labia, and his tongue went even deeper. The unfamiliar sensation shook her, her hands looking for something to cling to to keep her in reality. Her unadulterated reaction intoxicated him, and he sucked hard on her clit, rewarded with another gasp.
Jeon Jungkook, an experienced womanizer and lover, was on the verge of losing control of the taste and cries of the woman, who was squirming and moaning in his arms.
Every part of his body longed for hers, anxious to feel her, to sink into her, to tear and destroy her.
Jungkook stepped back and picked her up, she wrapped her arms and legs around him, and he carried her to the bedroom.
"Jungkook ..." he kissed her and she relaxed, sighing softly. "Trust me, Miss Assistant" he whispered, carefully placing her on the soft mattress, settling between her thighs.
His cock rubbed against the damp entrance of her folds, and Jungkook slowly slid inside, parting her velvety walls. "Shit!" he gritted his teeth as the narrow passage pressed against him mercilessly, and he felt the light barrier. Leaning on his arms to protect her shoulder, he leaned over and kissed her passionately, pushing and tearing at the virgin wall.
Rina screamed in his mouth and writhed hard against him as his cock sank and her walls trembled and tightened in an attempt to repel the unknown Jungkook stopped and applied all his experience to keep from moving and giving her time to get used to the feeling of his body in hers.
Rina was breathing hard, her breasts rising furiously against his, her teeth pressed against his lips, her fingernails tearing at his back, her thighs pressing hard against him and he gasped at the strain. "Shh, relax, baby," he moaned, and she tried to move. The pain slowly melted away and was replaced by a storm of heat and pleasure.
"Jungkook ..." Rina rose slightly against him and her hips closed behind his waist, pulling him. He backed away and sank again, taking her moans and retaliating with his.
Jungkook moved his hips faster, her narrow walls absorbing him and tightening around his length, driving him insane. The damp sounds of his thrusts filled the room, and Rina's cries danced with her moans. Jungkook felt her body tighten sharply, her walls shook and trembled and he pushed hard against her core. She screamed and squirted all over him. Captivated by her violent orgasm and furious body rising against him, Jungkook literally went crazy. His thrusts became relentless, sinking deep, tearing her apart mercilessly.
She clung to him, his lips leaving painful marks on her neck and shoulders, his thighs pounding loudly against hers, his cock piercing her painfully, stretching her walls.
She squirted again and he surrendered, sinking and cumming deep in her womb.
Jungkook leaned on his elbows and hid his face in her neck, breathing hard. His cock was still trembling in her, their wet bodies clinging tightly, her thighs pressing against him, and Jungkook felt as if he were in a very paradise-like place.