Storm Warning (Black Pearl Cookie)
Yes, this is the sequel to Even More Heartbreak. Enjoy!
“Alright, take care of yourself, Y/N Cookie! Do be careful, the weather isn’t looking nice lately!”
You bided farewell to the shopkeeper as you exited, giving them a smile as you did so. The more you walked however, that smile slowly started to fade into a frown as you looked down at the ground, not wanting to look up at the brewing grey clouds forming at the sky.
You kept telling yourself that it was only natural that days without a single cloud in the sky could only mean the opposite when came time for a downpour, it was what you wanted to believe, because it meant having to consider other..unnatural options for this weather.
You didn’t want to dwell on it much further, you wanted to prep something nice for your beloved today, Seaweed Cookie. A chance meeting at the mud flats was all it took for the both of you to hit it off, she was able to fix what was once broken for you. She was the one to be there for you at your lowest, in her own odd way, but you treasured it nonetheless! The thought of her brought the smile back onto your face…
*CRASH!*
The sudden roar of thunder spooked you enough to make you want to jump! The shopkeeper wasn’t kidding about the weather as you make a dash to your home! You looked up at the sky and could see the clouds gathering on mass as you ran. That was all the confirmation you needed, no need to even look at the sea. Never at the sea…
Especially when the faint sound of crying can be heard…
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It was enough to practically have you bust down your door and close it behind you with the lock. It wouldn’t have done anything in actuality, but whatever amount of security was good enough for you. You had to quickly put down your items as you did your best to remain out of sight.
The sound of her crying was your first and only warning to hide. You didn’t know how, but the mermaid had somehow learned of your home city and has stuck around since. You feared what she would do if she had found you, what she would do to the Lower City, it was only a matter of time-
The sound of your door knocking made you jump again for today. It would snap you out of your thoughts, You couldn’t hear any more crying, making you confident enough to get up and head for the door.
“Happy to see you don’t keep a lady waiting, especially in weather like this..”
You mentally breathe a sigh of relief to see that it was Seaweed Cookie. You gladly let her in as you prepared a nice dinner between the two of you.
Seaweed talks about her routine of maintaining the mudflats, sometimes delving into this one time a cookie had showed disrespect by stomping around in it! How rude!
She then looks outside to see the rain coming in, taking interest in how hard the droplets were coming down onto the window.
“The weather seems particularly angry, it hasn’t let up for the past few days. It’s making the mud loose, washing away into the sea. Oh those who had been buried in there, their remains forever lost to sea..”
You had to hide how you winced when she stated that, having your grave being washed away into the sea. It was clearly not how any of those cookies would’ve wanted..
You held Seaweed Cookie’s hand tight, letting her know that you’d help her to make sure the mud remained stable enough to weather through the rain. Seaweed’s mouth curled up into a noticeable smile.
“Coming to my rescue as always, my hero~ Hehe…that’s always what I love about you~ I’ll be sure to give my hero a very nice reward for their troubles..”
She leaned towards you to kiss you on your cheek, something that you couldn’t help but blush madly about. She giggled at your flustered state, you were simply too cute for her to resist~
The storm only seemed to grow worse from there…
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You had Seaweed Cookie stay over for the night, the rain was just pouring down too hard for her to walk home. You had situated yourself in your living room with a blanket over you, your lamp illuminating the room.
The sounds of heavy rain pattering your window serving as background noise, interrupted with occasional lightning and thunder. It oddly lulled you to sleep as you close your eyes…
Only to open them quickly as you stood up, you were no longer on a bed, but in a boat. You got up as you frantically looked all around you, your house nowhere in sight. The Lower City itself was no longer anywhere…just open sea…
Sniff….sob…..sob
The sounds of crying was heard…
…but it sounded more..genuine, as if the cookie was really crying tears of sorrow…
You looked around you again, this time being able to spot something, or someone, resting on a rock only a fair distance away. She looked like…but she was different in appearance. As if…
You wanted to approach, to see if you can help the mercookie in any way…but…this familiar feeling to stay back was also present. Why…? This only made you feel more conflicted…
A creak from your boat had decided for you. The mercookie’s head shot up from her arms and turned to you, tears staining her cheeks.
You…asked if she was okay.
“I-I’m okay. It’s just….my heart, it hurts…”
You gently take her hand into yours, hoping your assistance could help her. You tell her that she isn’t alone…
“You mean that?”
“You won’t…betray me? My heart can’t handle another blow, I already too many things at once…”
You understand that you were a stranger to her, that you couldn’t be fully trusted, but…you still wanted to help. The mercookie spoke softly to you, still sniffling.
“Do you what it’s like..? To have someone you hold dear destroy everything you had thought of them as? To have your heart crumble bit by bit?”
You…told her that this feeling was…familiar to you, something that catches her attention as she looks at you.
You had..wished to dedicate your heart and love to a cookie you wanted to meet for months. You were overjoyed when you got to see her at last, you had proclaimed your love for her…only, she didn’t feel the same at all. Even tossed everything you gave her back at you…you were destroyed…
“You…”
However, you got back up. You kept moving on, with help from others. Even if the cookie you once cared for tossed you aside, you held no real malice towards her. You understood and just…let her go.
The sounds of crying halted your speaking, as the mercookie clutched your hand tightly.
“Y/N Cookie. I’m…I’m so sorry…”
You tell her it was okay, you had learned to live with it-
“N-no. I really do mean it…I’m sorry, Y/N Cookie…”
Again, you told her…wait…you didn’t remember giving your name to her…
“I was scared. I was afraid of being hurt again. After what he did…but I should’ve seen you as different than him…”
“You were better than him…”
She clutched your hand tighter.
That feeling of dread returned in full force as you looked at her, trying to remain calm. Only to be meet with that shadowed stare right back at you..
“To think we’ve could’ve been together, you and I…”
“I was a fool to push you away…”
“But I promise to change that. I won’t let you go again. To love you with all of my being…..”
“Let us join in the Sea together…”
You had enough and broke free from her hold as you paddled away with your hands, rain started to patter on you.
The sound of crying returned…
Sniff…sob…sob…
…as it slowly turned to giggling…
“Sob…hehe….hehe…”
….then into laughter….
“Hehe…AHAHAHAHAHA!”
You turned around and your heart had never been struck with so much fear…
Black. Pearl. Cookie.
“AHAHAHAHAHA! You think you can escape me AGAIN?! HOW ADORABLE!”
“And when that wretched, laughable waste of life is reduced to nothing, it will just be me and you again~”
Your hands turned soggy the faster you paddled with them, not caring if they were reduced to soggy stumps. You needed to get away.
You felt your arms being grabbed as you yelped out, it looked like more sea cookies had joined you as they held your arms close to them, two at each side.
To your left, mercookies of crimson and purple. To the right, a jellyfish and a mercookie of blue.
They were pale and weak-looking, as if they haven’t nourishment in days, with deranged eyes staring deep into yours. They all spoke in unison.
“Please…stay with us. Stay. Stay. Stay.”
The laughing behind you grew louder and louder as you frantically tried to pull free.
The last thing you saw as you turned around was Black Pearl Cookie rushing towards you in the water.
“LET US FALL INTO THE DEEPEST OF OCEAN ABYSSES TOGETHER!!
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The crash of lightning made you spring up from your couch with a loud yelp as you held your chest tightly, trying to breathe.
“Are you okay?!”
Seaweed Cookie came to your side, holding you tightly as you tried to calm down your breathing. It took a while but you’ve managed to settle down, thanking Seaweed Cookie as you kissed her cheek.
You allowed her to return to your room, as you went to collect your thoughts in your kitchen, wishing that it was just a bizarre dream.
Who was that familiar cookie?
What was she talking about with a cookie she had known?
Who were those mercookies?
It felt way too much unlike a dream.
….but you prayed that it was.
You could hear giggling out in the distance.
You turned to your window into the morning rain.
White, pinprick eyes far into the ocean stared right back at you as the giggling turned into laughter. The heavy rain doing little to muffle it out.
She…had found you.
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White Pearl | Yandere JJK x Reader
Summary: You’ve been working as a stripper for a month until billionaire Jeon Jungkook suddenly takes an interest in you, actually maybe too much of an interest…
Word count: 4k
Genre: Yandere, sugar daddy au
Pairing: CEO Sugar daddy Jungkook x stripper sugar baby reader, short mentions of Cha Eunwoo & Jung Jaehyun.
Warnings: Yandere, stalking, obsessive behaviour, kidnapping, abuse of power, fight scene, non consensual touching, mentions of a dead father.
Disclaimer: This type of content is not suitable for all audiences and I do not condone any of the presented behaviours. This is purely for entertainment and fictional purposes and I don’t think any BTS member would act like this.
Authors note: Okay I’m really proud of how this turned out! I really hope you enjoy reading it and share feedback!☺️💜
In three days, Jeon Jungkook will become the heir of his deceased father’s successful real estate company. Jungkooks fate was written from the moment he was born, it was only a matter of time before it happened. The old man had it coming, drinking aged scotch and smoking the finest Cuban cigars since he could remember.
Jungkook has never been close with his parents. He despised them. His parents wanted nothing to do with him, his only purpose was to take over his father’s company, and Jungkook knew that. That’s why he wasted no time trying to get closer to his parents. It was no use. They made that very clear when they sent 7-year-old Jungkook to a prestigious boarding school with other rich snobs.
Although, being an only child, rich and privileged. All he had to do was to snap his fingers and he’d get what he wanted almost immediately.
The newest expensive car? Check.
Private jets? Check.
Luxury real estate? Check.
You could say he had it all, at least the materialistic stuff.
“I’m sorry for your loss Ms. Jeon,” Eunwoo said, greeting Jungkook’s mother.
“Thank you Eunwoo, Jungkook’s in there.” She said, slightly smiling. Not seeming bothered by her husband's death.
“Hey Kook, how are you holding up? Your mom seems fine.” Jaehyun said, putting his hand on Jungkook’s shoulder in a comforting manner.
Jaehyun along with Eunwoo have been his only friends since boarding school. All 3 shared similar backgrounds, it was obvious that they were gonna be good friends.
“I’m fine, I think she’s okay too.”
It was true, his father’s death didn’t affect them emotionally as much as it should’ve. It’s messed up really, and he knew it too.
“So how much did you inherit exactly?” Eunwoo asked.
“A lot.” Jungkook laughed, “Hey how about I treat you guys to a drink.”
“Sure, or we could go to the club? There’s this new strip club, who knows what the girls will do for just a few bucks.” Jaehyun asked, raising his eyebrow.
“You want me to go to a strip club the same day my father’s funeral was held?” Jungkook asked, offended.
“I’m in.” He quickly agreed.
“Alright! Be there by 11 and bring a lot of cash.” Eunwoo cheered, grabbing Jaehyun on his way out.
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“You're late.” Your co-worker Bora said, reapplying her cherry red lipstick.
“Yeah, I had to send in my assignment early today.” You said, taking off your jacket and stripping down.
It’s been a month since you started working as a stripper at Black Pearl Club. You had originally applied to work as a bartender at the club but didn’t get the job. So to pay off your student debt faster and the rent this month, you decided that temporarily working as a stripper wouldn’t be so bad. Just until you graduate college you thought.
“Okay well hurry up and get ready, it’s getting really busy out there.”
“I know I’m almost done. Just need five minutes.” You said putting on your pink glitter stripper heels and quickly doing your makeup.
“Omg!!”
“What?!” You yelled at Bora, startled by her sudden shouting.
“It’s freaking Jeon Jungkook.” She said, peeping out the door.
“Who?” You asked, genuinely confused about who she's talking about.
“You can't be serious? Jeon Jungkook, the heir to Jeon Real Estate.” She said, pushing down her top a bit to show more cleavage.
“Look! He brought Cha Eunwoo and Jung Jaehyun. Okay, I’m going out there and you better hurry before the girls claim them.” She said, leaving to approach both of the two guys she mentioned.
Successfully snatching both of them. Wow, the power of Bora you thought.
Taking a last glance at yourself in the mirror, you walk out of the dressing room and start dancing to the music playing. Still being very new at this, you don’t attract a lot of attention. Intimidated by the other strippers, you try to stay low. Meaning sitting on people's lap, feeding them shots, letting them feed you shots. You’d occasionally go on the pole, but on busy days like this, you tend to stay away and let the pros do their thing.
“How did you even become a stripper?” A voice spoke out, loud enough for you to hear.
“Excuse me?” You said, turning around to the bastard that said that.
“I mean, look at you. You don’t belong here.” He said, smirking while eyeing you up and down.
“Listen, sir, I don’t know what kind of sick role play you’re into. But I’m leaving.” You spat, rolling your eyes at the freak.
“Wait, hold on.” He said, stopping in front of you.
“What?”
“I’ll pay 100 bucks in you sit on my lap.”
“Only by sitting on your lap?” You asked, skeptical by his offer.
“Just like I said, Princess.” He said, holding his hand out, waiting for you to grab it.
You reach your hand out to hold his as he leads you to a private VIP room. The room is very well decorated, the walls are painted in a matt black color, the velvet furniture, chandler, red led lights, and the strip pole in the middle of the room give it a very seductive and a sensual vibe.
No wonder why the room is so expensive, you have to preorder it days before. Now knowing he’s loaded because he just offered 100 bucks for you to sit on his lap. You started to think maybe you should’ve been nicer to him before.
He sits down on the velvet armchair, making himself comfortable as he sits you down on his lap. Puts his one hand on your right thigh and the other on your waist. Not knowing what to do with your arms, you gently wrap both of them around his neck. Takes a second to admire his features. He wasn’t ugly he was rather handsome. His tattoos and piercings make him look a bit imitating at first, but taking a closer look at his face, all you could see are those pretty doe-looking eyes and his cupid bow-shaped light pink lips.
“Like what you see.” He said, smirking. Knowing damn well you did.
Embarrassed that he caught you staring at him.
“It’s not ugly.” You admitted. He slightly grinned at your comment, “So, what brought you to work as a stripper?” He asked, scrunching his eyebrows together and tilting his head to the side.
“You’re seriously asking me that?” You sighed. “The rent is not gonna pay on its own, and neither will the student debt.” You said avoiding his eyes and biting your bottom lip. A habit you’ve always had when you get nervous.
You couldn’t see it, but you felt his aroused stare on you. You felt a slight shiver down your spine as you glanced down at your hands, thinking how much longer you must sit on his lap.
“You’re more of a white pearl.” He finally spoke up, changing the topic all of the sudden.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means that you remind me of innocence, purity, and beauty.” He explained in a charming tone, pulling you closer to himself as he brought his hand underneath your chin, slightly tilting your face up to meet his.
“I watched you the whole time you know, clearly you’re not cut out for this.” He said grinning.
“Give me a break, I've been here for a week.” You lied, feeling embarrassed.
“Hmm right, how about I make you an offer you can’t refuse.”
“What would that offer be?”
“Be my escort.”
“Okay bye,” You said trying to get up from his lap but his hand on your waist prevented you from being even able to get up.
“Easy baby. Don’t worry, I’m not talking about that kind of escort. Think of it more like a sugar baby.” He said, caressing your thigh.
“I’ll take you to parties, spoil you with gifts. I’ll even pay you a thousand dollars for each hour you spend with me.”
“Why would you want to do that?”
“Something tells me you’d seem fun to spoil.”
Thinking of the condition you’re in, it couldn’t get any worse. You already have another part-time job at the cafe that’s been kicking your ass as well. Sure it wouldn’t hurt to go to a few parties with him…
“Fine, but I’m not doing anything more than what I’m doing now.”
“Very well, I’ll pick you up by 5 tomorrow to discuss some rules that I have of my own.”
“Rules? What rules?”
“You’ll find out soon enough.”
He said, taking a card out from his front pocket, it seems to be some kind of business card along with a 100-dollar bill. He gently squeezed your thigh, “Just as I promised, see you, tomorrow princess.” He said, giving you the card with the bill, taking a last look at you before leaving you in the room feeling dumbfounded. You look at the card, it was black with gold engravings, along with his contact information. You read the name on the card, “Jeon Jungkook,” you muttered. No freaking way, the guy Bora was talking about earlier?
Now, this was your chance, if he’s loaded like Bora mentioned, then you could easily get your life together and not live in debt. Sure it’s not ideal, but it’s better than any other solution you had left.
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You had just finished your lecture and were ready to leave campus to your home building. Feeling tired from not getting enough sleep from your busy work and school schedules. You rub your eye with your palm to try to stay awake, as soon as your vision sets you spot a black Bugatti parking in the nearby campus parking lot. The person getting out was none other than Jeon Jungkook. He looked a bit more casual than he did yesterday, yesterday he was wearing a classic suit with a tie. Today he wore a black silk-like blouse tucked into his pants with a black blazer, and to top it off, some silver piercings and a chain around his neck.
He walked up the stairs and greeted you with a smile “You ready?”
“How’d you know where I go to school?” You wondered.
“I have my ways” he smirked, reaching his hand out for you the second time this week. Rolling your eyes at his reply, you grab his tattooed hand. You could feel people staring at you, and for once in your life, you didn’t feel embarrassed, uncomfortable, or anxious. You felt safe. Still holding your hand, Jungkook opened the car's front door, helping you get in.
Yeah, you could get used to this.
The car ride was mostly quiet, thankfully he had put the radio on for you. It wasn’t long until you reached the destination, you knew it the moment you saw a huge tall building, one you couldn’t even imagine existed.
He parks the car and helps you out, next thing you know you’re standing next to Jungkook as he types in the code to enter his apartment. You couldn’t help but mildly widen your eyes when he opened the door to his penthouse. Amazed by how beautiful and big his apartment was, “Like what you see so far?” He smiled amused, putting his hand on your back and guiding you to what looked to be his office. You sit down on the other side of the desk, “So, where were we, baby?” He said taking out some paperwork from a file.
“You said you had some rules?”
“Right, they’re not hard to follow so it should be okay princess.” He said, giving you a paper with the rules written on it.
Rule number 1:
Until the contract expires, you’ll be living with Jungkook.
“What?!”
“Hm? What’s a wrong babe?”
“I can’t live here!”
“Why not?”
“I have my apartment, and it’s too far away from school and my jobs.”
“About that, you no longer work there. I mailed both the cafe and strip club, you quit a few hours ago.”
This bastard-
“And you have a chauffeur from now on. You didn’t think you’d be working there while being with me? It would be too stressful for you so I took care of it.” He simply said like it was no big deal, further pissing you off.
“Yes but…ugh never mind. But I’m sleeping on my bed.” You demanded.
“Whatever you say, baby.”
Rule number 2:
Jungkook will pick out your clothing.
“Really? Rule number 2.” You said, not slightly amused.
“Well, I have to make sure I take good care of you don’t I.” He said, grinning.
Fair enough, you thought.
Rule number 3
Always let Jungkook where you are at all times.
Reading all the rules, which was 3 in total. It didn’t seem so bad. So you agreed, signing the contract in a heartbeat. Later, Jungkook showed you around the penthouse, after all, your stuff arrives at his house, you unpack and get settled into your current home.
Jungkook had told you about a party tomorrow night. It was a celebration because he would take over his deceased father’s company.
And now, you’re currently sitting at the dining table, with Jungkook sitting at the other end as you guys eat dinner cooked by a professional chef. You weren’t gonna lie, it was the best meal you’ve ever eaten. Devouring almost all of your food, you finally dared to ask him about his father.
“You said something about your father passing away? I’m sorry, it must’ve been tough.” You said, giving him a weak smile.
His expression changed almost immediately as he stopped chewing for a moment, he had this cold look in his eyes. Almost like I had mentioned an enemy. He takes a sip of the red wine before speaking. “Don’t be, the old man had it coming.” He said in an emotionless tone. Clearing up his throat, “We should get ready for bed, we’ll have a long day tomorrow.” He said, whipping his mouth with the napkin. Not needing to ask further questions, you quickly understood what kind of relationship he had with his father. Almost feeling bad for him, you agreed and went to wash up in your room.
“Princess, may I come in?” Jungkook asked,
“Yeah it’s fine, come in!” You shouted from the bathroom as you turned off the hairdryer.
“I brought you a gift.” He said, placing the large gift box on the dresser.
Excited to see what his first gift was, you pull the string of the white ribbon and open the box. Not sure of what it is, you take it out.
It was the most stunning red dress you’ve ever seen, you couldn’t help but to slightly open your jaw, amazed by how beautiful it was.
“I’m guessing you like it?”
“I love it.”
“There’s more.” He said excitedly, taking out a small jewelry box, you opened the box in his hands, and inside it was a simple yet stunning white pearl necklace.
He gently grabs your waist, turning you to the mirror as he moves your hair to the side, keeping eye contact with you through the mirror, he successfully puts on the necklace. He doesn’t let go, instead, he just stands there, still holding you as he admires all of you.
“Fuck you’re so beautiful.” He whispered in your ear.
You swallow harshly before speaking up. “We should go to bed.” You said in a low voice. As soon as you said that, he slowly let go of you, “You’re right, tell me if you need anything.” He said, looking almost embarrassed, wishing you a good night before closing the bedroom door.
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Weeks had gone by, and everything was going great. Jungkook kept his word and he even sent you more money than he had promised you, plus the expensive gifts you’ve been receiving every day.
He was also getting less of a jerk compared to the night you first met. As each day went by, he was getting more and more caring and affectionate. For example, he’d visit you from his busy schedule during your school breaks to have lunch together to make sure you ate, and he’d often compliment you on how astonishing and pretty you are. He’d spend more quality time with you alone and not with other people, preferring to spend time with only you doing various fun activities you never thought you’d have the chance to. Turns out you had some things in common, you both preferred to stay home, watching old movies and stuffing your faces with food.
You arrive at Jungkook's penthouse late from school, and you see another gift placed on your bed. You squeal, excited to see what he had gotten you this time. You open the gift and inside is another dress to die for, but also a small white note.
Wear this tonight Beautiful and be ready by 7.
- Love, Jungkook
Putting the breathtaking dress on, you stop to look at yourself in the mirror and wonder what Jungkook exactly sees in you to think that you’re so beautiful. Taking a last glance, you can’t help but think how different everything would’ve been if you hadn’t worked as a stripper 2 months ago and met Jungkook. Trying to find the right heels for your dress, you heard knocking on the door. “Come in,” you say whilst sitting on the bed to put your shoes on.
“Are you ready? Oh here let me help.” He said, taking the shoes from your hand. Kneeling, he put your foot on his thigh as he gently slid on one heel after the other.
”Come on baby, I have a surprise.” He said opening the door for you. As mentioned before, Jungkook had become more affectionate. The whole car ride, Jungkook had put one hand on your thigh while driving, caressing it soothingly and delicately. You didn’t mind as it made you feel calm and safe.
Arriving at the location, it seemed like it was a dinner surprise at a very fancy restaurant. Standing outside of the building, you start to feel a little unsettled, Jungkook notices and walks next to you offering you his arm which you gladly take as you walk in together.
“This is very nice, thank you Jungkook.”
“It is my pleasure, expect more of these in the future Princess.”
“Welcome to Jungsik, I’ll be taking your order tonight.” The waiter said, turning to you as he smiled waiting for you to order.
“Thank you, I’ll have the-“
“Wait, I’m sorry, you look familiar?”
“Oh, I do?” You said anxiously.
You could see Jungkook trying to hold back, poking his tongue into his cheek, slowly curling his hand into a fist.
“Right! You’re one of the strippers at Black Pearl Club! Shit you looked so hot in-“
“Okay, that’s it!” Jungkook yelled, grabbing the guy by his collar, ready to grow the punch “Jungkook stop!” You yelled, looking at him terrified.
Jungkook turned his head to stare at you, breathing heavily through his nose, aggressively letting go of the trembling guy that was trying to catch his breath.
“Come on baby we’re leaving.” He quickly said grabbing your wrist while shooting daggers with his eyes at the waiter.
You were shit scared, never have you seen him like this. Sure he could be a teasing jerk sometimes but on no occasion have you seen him like this. It was as if he wasn’t there at all, if you hadn’t stopped him from beating that guy up things could’ve ended badly. The car ride back home was silent, he was driving home so fast you were surprised the cops didn’t stop you guys.
“I have some paperwork to take care of. You can get ready for bed, okay princess.” He said, smiling weakly.
Not knowing what to say and frankly too shaken up from the incident, you just nod. Done preparing, you sit in your pajamas not wanting the night to end the way it did. After all that happened today, you wanted to make sure that Jungkook was at least okay. You tiptoe on the cold tile, ready to knock on the slightly ajar door.
“Yes, Son Jiho, at Jungsik restaurant. Take care of it, I want him gone for good.” Jungkook said, speaking through gritted teeth. Hanging up, a cruel smug smile formed on his face as he took a deep breath in, chuckling at the thought of that man’s death.
You stood there frozen with your eyes widened, your heart started beating fast and your chest felt tight. You finally took a step back, trying to recollect yourself. You quickly hurry back into your room, standing there for a second before quickly packing your old back bag. You had enough cash to get away from that crazy bastard. Packing all the necessities, you quickly got changed into some of the other clothes you still had left from before. Slightly opening the bedroom door, you peek to see if he was there. The lights were all turned off which meant he had gone to bed, carefully closing the door, you tiptoed to the front door. You type in the code but it won't open, you blame the dark so you try to type it again.
“Princess?” You heard his voice call through the dark. You slowly turn around to face him.
“Where are you off to so late at night?” He asked, walking closer to you.
“I forgot my book at the library the other day and I need it.” You said, trying to sound as casual and calm as possible.
“Oh really? So you didn’t happen to overhear me in the office earlier.”
He knows.
He started walking even closer to you, trapping you in the corner of the room.
You could feel his breathing down your neck. Swallowing harshly before speaking up. “W- what happened to him?”
“Oh you don't have to worry about that baby” he cooed, “but if you must know.” He said, looking into your eyes, as he gently stroked your cheek.
“He’s in a better place now.” He said, smirking.
Too scared to move away, you closed your eyes trembling out of fear. How did you get yourself into this mess?
“Enough about him. You weren’t leaving me, now were you baby?”
“No.” You whisper, lying through your teeth.
He exhaled out, relieved, “Oh thank god, my good girl wouldn’t leave me, not that you could anyways.” He said smiling, holding your face with both his hands, admiring your features.
“What?”
“The moment you signed that contract you were officially mine.”
Your heart skipped a beat, trying to get away from him, “What? No Jungkook I-“
“I’m the only one that can look after you! Hell, I was the only one who helped you when you needed it the most! You need me!” He yelled as he got frustrated.
He tried to take a deep breath in, trying to calm himself down. “All, you need to know is that you’re mine, I’m not ever letting you go ever and the sooner you accept that, the better it will be for you.” He said, forcing a smile.
“Do you understand?” He asked.
You slowly nodded.
“I’m sorry I didn’t hear you?” He asked again, trying to catch your gaze.
“I understand.” You choked out.
“Ohh there’s my good girl.” He softened, tucking your hair behind your ear.
“You must be tired huh baby?” He said frowning, letting go of your face as he held your hand instead.
“Come on baby, let’s go to our room and get ready for the night.”
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