Jimin froze in Jungkook’s arms, unable to fathom what he was about to do. He shut his eyes tightly when he felt his hand move to his back. He caressed his back slowly, before pulling off the hem of his cloth. He gasped silently and he smirked.

He trailed his finger along his back to his waistline, allowing the cloth to fall freely to the ground. Jimin’s heart was racing inside his chest. He wasn’t comfortable, he had never touched him like that.

“Hold on tight” he whispered to him and lifted him off the ground to his surprise, he opened his eyes and met his brown orbs glued to him, he wasn’t able to look away, something about him, drew him to him. Jungkook dropped him gently on his bed, for the first time ever.

Jimin was beyond shocked, because the last time he sat on his bed, he warned him sternly never to come close to his bed again. And now? He’s dropping him on his bed by himself.

Jimin was already naked, he lay on the bed with his arms and legs spread widely open, waiting for Jungkook to do what he does best… Inflict pain on him.

Jungkook on the other hand, took his time, admiring the boy before him. The way his hair strands rested on his face and shoulders, the way his perfect and slender body call to him, waiting for his touch. He was indeed beautiful, and he didn’t know what he did to make him feel this way.

“What are you doing to me slave?” He asked.

“Master, you’ve asked me that many times and I still don’t get it” he answered, more like a whisper.

“You don’t talk until I permit you” he reminds him and grins. Jimin quickly diverted his gaze to the tall glass window in fear. He smiled at his innocence and flings his robe off.

Jimin panicked at the sight of Jungkook’s hugeness. It was always painful whenever he entered him, he dreaded that pain.

Jungkook used his thumb to caress his entrance, very gently and slowly, until he heard him moan softly. Jimin couldn’t resist the waves of pleasure that travelled through his body, he bit down his lower lip to stop himself from moaning to the touch of a monster.

Jungkook stopped the foreplay because he was already very hard just by looking at his body. He settled between his legs and his legs up before entering him, a squeal escaped from Jimin’s lips and he shut his eyes, about to welcome the pain.

Jungkook started to thrust in and out of him, making sure he wasn’t hurting him. He kept his eyes glued to Jimin, monitoring his expressions and savoring every moment. He sighed, the pleasure was overwhelming. He fought the urge to suckle at his n*pples as his chest bounced up and down while he was fucking the hell out of him. Jimin was surprised at how much he was enjoying this.

After what seemed like forever, he finally cummed inside him and collapsed into the bed, next to him. Jimin cuddled himself, crying from pain and pleasure.

No matter how much Jungkook tried to be gentle, the beast in him would always surface at some point. He got off the bed and picked up his clothes while Jungkook watched.

“Jimin” he called. He looked at him, clutching his clothes to his chest.

“Stop going to the torture house, I don’t want you talking to that fool” he ordered, sounding possessive. Jimin bows and wears his clothes in a hurry before running out of the room.

How could he stay away from Tiller? He eased his pain everytime he sees him. He just couldn’t.

Jungkook took his bath and changed into another robe, he stood in front of the glass window and stared down at people going about their different businesses.

His mind shifted to Jimin again. What was happening to him? He has always been ruthless to all his slaves, he killed them whenever he was bored, but why was it different with Jimin? Is it his courage, his guts or his intelligence that made him different?

Or is it the fact that they’re not that different? He was ruthless and arrogant, Jimin was bold, sassy and had a lot of attitude. He didn’t know what it was but something was different about him.

Jungkook was jolted out from his thoughts when his phone rang loudly on the desk. He picked it up and it was Taehyung.

📞“Yes?”

📞“Jungkook, I have good news”

📞“I’m listening”

📞“The Chinese company that we’ve been working all month to make a deal with have finally signed their own part of the contract”

📞“So you mean we now have the deal?”

📞“Yes, exactly. It turns out, Tiller gave them another business proposal which is why they delayed ours”

📞“That bastard. I’m going to finish him off soon. I’m fed up with him being alive and eating my food”

📞“Take it easy. I’m coming over in the morning to discuss the contract details”

📞“Sure”

He hung up and scoffed. Tiller was planning to take everything from him, too bad it all failed. Now, he’s going to increase his company’s outreach. They’ll own half of China very soon, and he’ll be even more powerful. He smirked and lights the cigar in his mouth.
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“You’re so stupid Cheonsa” Mina rolled her eyes and sits in front of the mirror.

“Why would you attack Lisa like that? You didn’t even inform me before taking that action. What if you were caught?” She asked, picking up an eyeliner. Cheonsa who was sitting behind her on the bed sighed.

“I was so mad..! That bitch has taken Taehyung’s attention away from me. I didn’t have any choice” she answered.

“Use your brain sometimes, Taehyung will never be yours if he finds out you’re a murderer” Mina scoffed and Cheonsa seethed at her harsh choice of words.

“Look who’s talking! You’re supposed to be betrothed to Jungkook, he’s supposed to be getting married to you by now, but he hasn’t let you on his bed, yet he made love to his slave on his bed!!” Cheonsa blurted out in an attempt to hurt Mina on purpose.

“What?” Mina turned swiftly to face Cheonsa.

“What did you just say?” She was already boiling and Cheonsa smirked.

“Yes, you heard me. I saw them. The door was slightly open when I went past Jungkook’s room and I saw Jimin on his bed! Yet you call me foolish” Cheonsa stated, satisfied.

“God! No! This isn’t happening!!” Mina screamed, getting to her feet. She was extremely angry, she wished she could rip Jimin’s head off his neck.

“No no no! I won’t take this. I won’t let Jungkook take me for a fool. I will not let him get any closer to that slave” Mina squealed and walked out of the room. Her anger could be felt with every step she took. Cheonsa fell back laughing, she had her own problems to deal with.

Mina was about to leave the mansion to work on a plan when she sighted Jimin going into the torture house. She became curious and decided to follow him.

Mina met Jimin talking and laughing with Tiller as he ate his food. The chemistry between them was undeniable and even Mina noticed it.

“Excuse me” she turned to the guard at the entrance.

“How often does he come here?” She asked.

“A lot, mistress” the guard bows his head in respect. Mina might not receive Jungkook’s respect but she was highly regarded by everyone else. Being Jungkook’s betrothed and the daughter of a popular politician.

“Okay” she nods.

Jimin was busy trying to tie Tiller back to the chair when he got lost staring at him. Tiller used his free hand to caress his cheek and he sighed, surrendering to his touch.

“I wish Jungkook would let you go” he bit his lip.

Unknown to them, Mina had taken several pictures of them in that position and was going to use it to her own advantage.

“Thank you Jimin and Tiller, you’ve just made my job a whole lot easier” she cackles, stepping out of the torture house. She saved the pictures and went back into the main building.

“You think you can come and destroy what I’ve been building for years huh? Let’s see if Jungkook doesn’t kill you after this” she mumbled to herself as she climbed up the stairs. First thing tomorrow morning, Jungkook would hear of this. If there’s one thing Jungkook hated, it was sharing what belonged to him.

The last man who dared to sleep with his slave three years ago, died in the most terrifying way.

Mina smirked and entered her room.
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⏹️ TBC ⏹️