Chapitre 20: His Intentions
You left Jungkook by running out of that room, where you were suddenly feeling incapable to breathe normally.
Closing the door behind you, you leaned against it as you closed your eyes, his words still ringing in your ears.
Unlike the others, you think. Maybe that's why I still want you so much.
You couldn't understand this Jungkook. But despite that, you couldn't help but feel excited. It was weird. Every single time when he was present, you felt overwhelmed with emotions and your body was acting weird.
That Jungkook was full of contradictions. In one moment, he was warm, kind, sweet, lovable, then in the next moment cold, evil, frightening and disgusting. Besides, you were already in love with that sweet side of his before finding out the truth that it never existed, to begin with.
Still, you were drawn to him.
You were so fascinated by him.
And it was confusing. Your own feelings confused the hell out of you.
Moments later, the air crackled with tension and awkwardness when Naeun stopped in front of you, clearly wanting to get inside but you were kinda in her way. Your lips parted thinking about something meaningful to say to her. She was pissing you off. You couldn't believe she was that desperate to the point that she actually wanted to have sex with him even in front of the camera. She clearly knew about the security camera which was permanently pointed towards the bars in case Jungkook would try to commit suicide again or escape. But she still didn't care and actually let Jungkook giving it to her through the bars.
But you weren't mad and disgusted only because of that. It was something more. Something you didn't want to be aware of. You couldn't afford it. You couldn't let yourself carried away as much as you wanted it. Your pride was at stake.
Without a word, you made a step to the side, this way, making her room towards the door. You couldn't stop glaring at her though and Naeun saw that. Her cheeks turned pink, signaling that she felt ashamed as she avoided your gaze, her eyes fill with tears as she walked by you.
She loved that boy. Naeun was too innocent and easy to be played. You just had to keep an eye on her. Because you couldn't trust this Jungkook when it came to his intentions regarding Naeun. Maybe he was using her. Maybe he wanted to play with her mind and convince her to help him escape from prison. Anything was possible when it comes to him. But right at that moment, you couldn't help clenching your teeth in frustration. Knowing, she was with Jungkook, all alone in there, your imagination started running.
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Jungkook, on the other hand, rolled his eyes bored as soon as he got a glimpse of the one entering the room.
"Your uncle will get mad again. You have no shame, have you? "
Jungkook's cold voice made Naeun flinch. Then the corner of his mouth lifted up as he saw Naeun still approaching his bed. He slowly shook his head in amusement before sitting up, his wrists still tied against the sides of the bed.
Naeun stopped at his bedside, her eyes sad as she was running her gaze down his restricted arms.
Jungkook's smile slowly faded away when he saw her expression. He was aware of how Naeun was feeling about him. He could read everything on her face. She was like an open book. So weak, ignorant, innocent and... Annoying.
He couldn't help but laugh inside his heart. Too easy. All he had to do was to say a sweet word or touch her a little, and she was already crazy about him. Ready to do anything he would ask. After all, she was the one who gave him that knife he stabbed Taehyung with.
Shifting his eyes down onto her red and inviting lips, Jungkook whispered to her, loud enough for her to hear.
"You know? I am really bored so... can you use those lips of yours to make me feel a little better? "
Jungkook threw an innocent smile at Naeun the moment their eyes locked.
"I can't use my hand you know? "
Naeun's cheeks were burning in embarrassment realizing what he was implying, but without one second of hesitation, she was already reaching for the front of his pants just to cup his full firm erection, squeezing it gently before scraping her teeth across it.
Jungkook let out a short laugh. Closing his eyes slowly he let out a deep breath as he laid down on his back.
Licking his full bottom lip he let out a soft moan as she was taking him fully into her mouth and sucking hungrily.
Disgusting people. Jungkook thought to himself as he opened his eyes slowly before looking down at Naeun when she started to suck him in her throat, faster and deeper.
His eyes became suddenly cold, empty.
He clenched his hands into fists, digging his fingernails painfully into his palms. His heart started to race, the air couldn't reach his lungs when a flashback came across his eyes.
You smell so good. You taste so good. I can't stop touching you. Again and again.
The images of his own father doing the same things to him as Naeun was doing right at that moment, made him sick. But he couldn't stop.
"Faster" He yelled. "Tell me that you can do better than this. Because If you can't, I will find someone who would. And I will not give a shit about you."
Jungkook twisted his mouth in annoyance feeling her tears on his skin as she took him in deeper, fastening her peace.
But the truth was that he didn't care. As long as he could remember, this was all he was doing. The only thing he was good at. Taking advantages of people for his benefit. Then, when he didn't need them or want them anymore, leaving them behind without a trace of guilt or regret.
Her cheeks were rosy from arousal. He knew how much she wanted him but this time he didn't want to satisfy her. He didn't feel like doing it. Instead, he grunted and winced in pleasure, his head falling back into the pillow, eyes closed as she sucked him deep feeling her throat tighten around his arousal.
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Jungkook was breathing heavily the moment you stepped inside, sweat could be seen on his forehead and once again you felt disgusted, disappointed.
You couldn't help but be aware of what just happened. After all, you saw Naeun's expression as she left his room. She was so flustered, but her eyes were full of life and light.
"Even here Jungkook? " You crossed your arms above your chest as you glared down at the brown haired boy.
Jungkook let out a short sweet laugh before his gaze locked with yours.
"Don't be jealous Y/N. I would be disappointed."
Then he became suddenly serious as he sat up, his eyes never leaving your face. "I will do whatever the fuck I want and feel like. I don't have to explain myself to anyone. Not even to you. After all, we are nothing to each other. "
That hurt. But he got a point there.
You knew very well that he was only fooling around.
Jungkook watched you carefully. As much as he wanted to read you, he couldn't. He felt that you were attracted to him. After all, everyone was. But he couldn't figure out how much. You could hide your feelings so well and it was so damn frustrating.
You felt your body on fire because of the way he was looking at you. The way he was analyzing every inch of your body, especially your mouth.
His eyes lingered there too much and the look in them was inscrutable.
You bit your bottom lip, somehow wanting to make him stop looking, but now it was worse because his eyes stuck in yours. And you couldn't do anything. You froze there. Your body became immobile with anticipation. The only thing you could do was gaze down at him, drowning in his dark eyes, yearning for that beautiful and tempting mouth to touch you. Again.
You couldn't breathe in that suddenly silent room. His eyes on you, so beautiful and intense which somehow made the time stop for a moment.
And you asked yourself if he will ever kiss you again.
But Jungkook, all he was thinking at that moment was, how to catch you in his trap.
And he swore to himself that you will be the one begging at the end.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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