Jungkook looked around, of course there was no one yet, at 8 a.m., only he and Miss Assistant were in the office. He smirked.
"Now the real terror begins, doll!" he approached her, and she bowed, as she did every morning, avoiding his gaze. He stopped, and she stretched like a string. Without saying anything, he grabbed her forearm and pulled her toward his office, slamming the door shut. He twisted her roughly and pressed her back against the door, pressing her with his body. She gasped in fright, looking up. "You're mine now, Miss Assistant!" he thought, and his lips pressed into hers. Rina put her hands on his chest and tried to push him away, his heart racing with hers under her palms, his lips mercilessly slowly erasing any resistance from her mind. His hands slid over her body, and Rina moaned as his fingers dug into the sides of her waist. He pulled on her lower body, their thighs pressed together, and Rina felt the hard bulge low in her belly.
Her resistance slowly melted before his passionate kiss, his tongue barely met resistance and penetrated her mouth, provoking hers, exploring every nook and cranny, tasting victory. Her palms parted and stroked his broad, muscular chest, sliding toward his neck. Her breasts rose against his and her hands closed behind his neck, her fingers buried in the long hair on the back of his neck.
Jungkook wrapped his arms around her hips and lifted her, her hips wrapped around his waist, and he carried her to the couch across from his desk. Kneeling, he laid her down carefully, covering her, his hands lifting the end of her light dress and sliding up her thighs.
"Jungkook ....?" Taehyung froze, and Jungkook growled, leaving her lips, turning his head to the door with a murderous look. Taehyung's voice destroyed the magic that had held Rina captive, and she pushed Jungkook hard, straightened up, and ran past the stunned Taehyung.
"Damn it, Tae!" Jungkook roared and followed her, leaving his friend even more shocked.
"Rina, open up!" he slammed the door of the women's restroom. "Open or I'll break the fucking door, doll!" he hissed, and the door opened slightly. Jungkook looked at his watch, then at his embarrassed blushing assistant.
Stepping forward, he reached for her, but Rina stepped back, her eyes wide with terror. "Don't touch me!" she whispered breathlessly, and he narrowed his eyes. Damn, did Taehyung have to show up now! He had just managed to break her resistance!
"Rina ..." he approached slowly, and she backed away until her back hit the wall and she shuddered, looking for a way out. Jungkook gritted his teeth, if he kept pressing on her, it wouldn't end well, but he couldn't stop, he wanted her, he had to own her! In his mind, the image of that bastard emerging, kissing her, touching her. "No ..." she tried to pull away, he hugged her again, but this time she turned her head and his lips fell to her ear. Instead of stopping him, she just gave him a chance to taste her body. His tongue slid down the furiously throbbing vein on the side of her neck, her hands drumming on his chest, and he wrapped one arm around her wrists, lifting them high above her head and nailing them to the wall. His other hand slid over one of her breasts. Her breath came out in waves, her body began to transmit it again. "Please ..." she moaned, tilting her head back, allowing his lips to taste the velvety taste of the curl of her neck. Jungkook ran his tongue up the line of her jaw, his fingers irritating her nipple under the soft fabric of her dress.
The ringing of the elevator door startled them both. Jungkook cursed and let her go. "I'm not done with you, Miss Assistant!" he growled, running a thumb over her swollen lips. Her blurred gaze fixed on his, and Jungkook regretted that it was the beginning of the workday, but for now he had to give up.

She spent the whole day in a fog, doing her job mechanically. Her fingers unconsciously kept touching her lips, remembering his taste.
"Miss Yon, would you come, please?" his voice sounded flat through the intercom, and she looked timidly at the rapidly emptying floor. 
She could have pretended not to hear him, that she had left, if she did now, she would have avoided the possibility of being alone with him again.  If he touched her again, if he kissed her like he had in the morning, there would be nothing to stop him this time, and she wasn't sure she could resist him. Boram and Min-Cha were right, even she wasn't sure if she wanted to or not.
"Miss Rina!" this time his voice was cold and commanding, and she obeyed. Taking a breath, she opened the door and bowed slightly, keeping her distance.
"This should be printed for tomorrow's meeting." She looked at him in surprise. He seemed calm reading some documents. Rina stepped closer with relief, picked up the two folders he had left at the end of his desk, and left, sighing, trying to calm her beating heart.
As soon as she came out, Jungcook left the documents and stared at the door. Not looking at her didn't mean he hadn't noticed her timid posture, nervous breathing and flushed cheeks. Today he had no more time to finish what he had begun, but tomorrow morning he would do it, he would make sure that he would erase all the scars left by that bastard, marking her with his own.

"Hey, are you okay?" Rina looked up in fright and blinked. "Rina?" Min-Cha looked at her quizzically. "What were you saying?" Rina stumbled and Min-Cha frowned. "I asked if you were okay?" Min-Cha replied and Rina shook her head. "Is he again?" Min-Cha asked, and she nodded. "I think I'm going crazy, Min-Cha, maybe I should really leave ..." she licked her parched lips. "What did he do again?" her friend asked, and Rina took a deep breath, telling her everything. "Girl, you fell for him!" exclaimed Min-Cha, and Rina looked down.
"He's my boss, Min-Cha, that's impossible, it just can't happen!" her eyes filled with tears. "Boss or not, he's still a man, Rina, besides, he's obviously feeling something too." Min-Cha smiled and Rina looked at her. "I will apply to leave, I have no choice if it goes too far ..." Rina sighed and Min-Cha shook her head. "You'll have to find your happiness someday, Rina. And as far as I know from Boram, this Joon Jungkook is a big thing!" she winked at her and Rina blushed heavily.

"Be careful, Jungkook, we want everything to go smoothly!" Seokjin's voice came from the receiver in his ear, and he smiled slightly, moving slowly forward. His fingers gently stroked the trigger, and the moment a head came around the corner, the bullet landed directly on the man's forehead. Light smoke came out of the muffler vent, and Jungkook felt his adrenaline rush.
He took a few more steps, hiding in the shadows of the wall. "I'm inside!" this time the voice was Yoongi's. "In position!" Taehyung reported, and Jungkook smiled even wider. Coming out of his hiding place, he kicked the door lock hard and it yawned.
"Jeon ..." was the last he heard before the shot broke the law firm's silence and the bullet pierced his target right in the heart.
Jungkook stared for a moment at the fat body of the sales lawyer. Betraying Jeon was tantamount to death, and he had paid his lawyer. He turned his head slightly when a few more muffled shots were heard outside, and then everything fell silent. He put his weapon away, pulled out a pack of cigarettes, pulled out one, and lit it, staring into the gas lighter fire.
His gaze returned to the dead one, and with a careless movement, the lighter flew and fell on the desk littered with documents. The flames instantly engulfed the paper and tongues of fire spread rapidly, searching for new victims.