Girls ogled at the sight of the handsome billionaire leaning by his car. The teachers, the students , and some of the visitors too couldn't hold themselves from falling for Jungkook's charms. The male was however having his eyes for only one girl...his girl. The generous chaos near the entrance caught Y/N's attention , however her eyes turned wide and mouth felt dry as she looked at Jungkook leaning against his car. The atmosphere was chilly , but his clothing was making her feel hot from inside. He had a simple white shirt on , with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows , making his veiny hands carved with beautiful tattoos take everyone's attention. Paired with his black pants , his white shirt was unbuttoned , giving a good view of his milky chest that she wanted to lick.

'Fuck..he is so hot.'

She heard a fellow classmate, speaking from behind her. Her teeth gritted against each other as she fumed with jealousy over the thought of someone else looking at Jungkook. Storming past the herd of girls , she reached over in front of Jungkook. He looked at her , a small smile rested on his face as he greeted her. Pulling her closer to him , he pecked her cheek.

"What are you doing here , Jungkook?" She interrogated through her gritted teeth. His smile soon turned into a frown and he wondered if his presence was bothering her.

"I am here to meet my girl and spend some time with her ." A blush crept up her cheeks due by the way he called her his girl. But the giggles of the girls behind , wiped off her smile. Turning towards the man in front of her , she started buttoning up his shirt , preventing them from looking at anything that's hers.

"Why are you roaming around showing all your skin , when it is practically freezing to death? " He stood there watching her action with a small smirk playing on his lips. He could feel her fuming in jealousy and he liked it.

She could already feel his piercing gaze on her and she didn't dare to lift her head to look into his direction. She quickly moved to the other side of the car , before slipping inside. He was quick to get into his side as well.

"Are you jealous , Cupcake?" Crossing her hands across her chest, she looked outside the window. He shook his head smiling at her childishness , she was way too obvious and transparent. Swiftly lifting her from her seat he placed her on his lap. His strong hands prevented her from making any movement. She knew this was the dead end and she had no escape from this.

"Hmm?" He continued , nuzzling his nose into her cheeks. Her throat turned dry , as she felt his hand hiking up her skirt and massaging her inner thighs. She wanted to clench her thighs together but the firm hold of his hands prevented her from doing so.

"We are in my college Jungkook . Anyone can catch us. Stop this." She attempted pushing his hand away but he only held them firmly.

"The car walls are tinted, Cupcake and we are far away from the entrance. Answer my question and I will leave you." She was aware of the fact that he knew she was jealous. But she didn't want to give in so easily as she knew this would only boost up his ego.

His fingers trailed through her inner thigh , skillfully pulling her panties to the side. His fingers landed on her aching clit and he rubbed it in one direction, changing it to another simultaneously. "Fuck." She whispered as he managed to pinch her clit. She was dripping wet by now.

"Seems like you are enjoying this too much, aren't you, Cupcake?" His hand covered her mouth , a throaty chuckle leaving his lips as he looked at her messed form.

"Quiet , my dirty girl. I didn't say the car is soundproof." His rough fingers kept on making circles driving her in bliss. She grinded herself against his fingers wanting to feel them desperately. But he was in control. And he loved teasing her. All she could do was stare as his fingers rubbed against her wet womanhood , pinching it a few times.

"Fuck." She yelled out as he suddenly inserted two fingers deep inside her. He stretched her out perfectly, pumping his long slender fingers in and out of her mercilessly , driving her in ecstasy while his other hand reached out to rub her clit in circular motion . She knew she was almost over .

"Are you going to cum?" He asked, kissing her neck.

Feeling too exhausted to answer she nodded her head. He chuckled, pressing a kiss on her chin. "Good girl."

Speeding up his movements , he hit deeper inside her. Pinching her clit one last time , he rolled his fingers , penetrating her deeply , one last time.

"Fuck." She yelled out as she began orgasming all over his fingers and his hand. His hands were covered with her juices but he kept his fingers inside her until she was finished completely. She inhaled deeply , trying to come down from her high. Her hands landed on his shoulder as she looked for some support.

"Suck." He commanded , removing his fingers from inside her and placing it inside her mouth. She deliberately opened her mouth , taking in his fingers and tasting herself. The lustful gaze in his eyes didn't leave  for a second as he gazed at her licking his fingers with her hot tongue.

"Wait here." He instructed in his stern voice before reaching out for wet tissues lying in one of the compartments. Taking hold of a few of them , he hiked up her skirt to reveal her hot mess. Gently , he cleaned her dripping juices from her inner thighs. His actions were soft , caring and patient, completely different from how he was a few minutes ago. Cleaning himself and her , he threw the soiled tissues in a plastic bag to dispose of them later.

After he was done with his deed , he pulled up her panties before placing a soft kiss on her forehead. "Why were you so jealous?" He questioned, playing with her strands. Shifting in his lap , she rested her head on his chest while wrapping her arms around him. "Which girl wouldn't get jealous if other girls would look at her charming evil prince?"

Her words made him stop his actions . He believed he was no prince charming and that she was looking at him in a way he never saw himself as. He loved the way she would see him as a perfect man. But he didn't want to fool her to see himself as something he can't be.

"I am no prince charming Y/n. I can't buy you flowers and diamonds. I am a person who would rather give you ties and ropes to tie you up to the bed. You don't have to be jealous about anything. There isn't going to be any other princess for this prince. There were many parts of me untouched that I never knew existed but you have marked every single inch of my soul. I only let you touch me because every touch of yours on my body feels as if you are writing a novel on my skin. I know we don't have a perfect story and that's exactly what I want. Our story is like a bottle of expensive wine that is out of everyone's taste and so unique that even god would sit and admire his work."

A smile crept in her lips as she closed her eyes , feeling exhausted from the recent orgasm. "That's perfect. I don't need diamonds and flowers. I have a lot of them, but ties and ropes seem interesting and I would only accept them from you. So let's make our imperfect story perfect, Jungkook."

Softly kissing her hair , he placed her on the seat before caressing her hair.
"Take a nap ,Cupcake. Sleep until we reach our destination."

The bright light illuminated through the glass window , making her open her eyes. She rubbed her face , adjusting to the bright rays . However , her eyes turned wide as she saw the beautiful view in front of her.

"Beach!!" She exclaimed, before swiftly running out of the car. Jungkook chuckled looking at her excitement as she sprinted towards the shore. Removing her shoes , she enjoyed the feeling of soft , wet sand beneath her feet. The soft breeze danced in the direction of her hair , making her look like a beautiful art.

Jungkook leaned against the car , silently watching her bend down to pick up some shells. She turned to look towards him.

"Come-on here , what are you doing there?"

Shaking his head , he declined her request politely.

"No.. I am fine here."

"Please..it will be fun." She said through her pouted lips and he cursed under his breath as his heart skipped a beat looking at her beautiful face.

Removing his shoes, he crouched down beside her , looking at her with a sweet gaze as she collected the shells.

"Never knew the daughter of one of the most successful businesswomen would find happiness in collecting shells." He whispered , looking at the colourful shells that played in her palm.

"You don't need to find happiness anywhere Jungkook. Happiness is everywhere , it's just us who need to know how to celebrate it." Her lips lifted up as she reminced her childhood. Those days when she would come to the beach with her mother and father and play all day long.

"You know, this beach has very beautiful memories. When I was five , I would come here to collect these cones and pebbles and then we would play all day long , building castles , throwing water on eachother-" a lone tear escaped her eyes. "- I wish I could undo everything. Life would have been so great if my father wouldn't have cheated my mother." Her heart ached as she remembered that betrayal that her father served her and her mother.

"You really hate that woman, don't you?"

"How can I complain about her? Real wounds hurt more when they are given by our loved ones."

Her words reminded him of his mother. Just like she said, wounds given by her were deeper and more painful than anything else. Y/n observed the way he was lost in his thoughts. Slowly , she reached out for his hand making him flinch due to the sudden cold contact.

"I know there's something that is haunting you Jungkook , but try to throw it out and start over fresh." He looked at their intertwined hands , before looking at her once again.

"It's easy for you to say that Y/n..but it isn't for me. I have to put over a mask of being happy , when in reality I am not. I am so broken and damaged that there isn't anything left to look at."

"True..you are broken. We both are , but what is important is if we are even attempting to put ourselves back together. When you fail , you have two choices..either you can sit back and cry on your failure or you can get up and use your experience to give it back. Life is just like that..you can either sit back and cry over your past or collect those pieces and mend them for a beautiful future. I wouldn't have imagined my life without my father , but when he went, I decided to move on, because there was no point in crying for him. At least give yourself a chance." Slowly moving her finger, she moved his hair from his forehead. Jungkook felt himself melting over her touch. Her soft , subtle and loving actions were making him feel loved. Something that he craved for his entire life but only received the opposite. What surprised him was that he could feel him changing because of her. Her words were like answers to all his questions , even though she never asked him about his past , she always managed to serve him peace.

"Look who do we have here..the loser billionaire." A sudden voice spoke from behind them , making them turn their heads. His eyes grew wide and his world came crashing down as he saw the guy whom he wanted to see the least  at this time.

"Jimin." He muttered standing and facing him. Y/n followed his actions looking over the blonde man standing in front of them.

"Long time no see Jeon Jungkook or well should I say the loser who snatched everything from someone who deserves what you have today." The blonde smirked looking at Jungkook before shifting his eyes to Y/n , who shifted at her spot uncomfortably due to the look in his eyes. Jungkook figured out Y/n's hesitation , quickly pulling her towards himself and intervening their hands.

"Oh..the billionaire's toy is here as well." Jungkook's jaw clenched and nerves popped out as he felt his prying eyes on her figure.

"She isn't my toy. Think before you speak about my girl, Park Jimin." He let out through his gritted teeth which made the blonde laugh hysterically.

"Your girl? Seriously? Are you sure she is yours or is she a liability of someone else that you have snatched, just the way you snatched everything from your brother." Jungkook's body tensed while Y/n looked at him wide eyed due to the mention of his brother. She was completely unaware about the presence of this person , who was brought up suddenly.

"Whatever happened. I didn't do it deliberately .Why are you bringing him up here..your enmity is with me so don't bring up the buried memories."

"Why? Don't you want to tell your girl the truth of why your mother abused you..oh well does your sister know about her another brother? I question that because I don't think you would bring that up , isn't it." A soft gasp of shock left Y/n's lips as she heard about what happened with Jungkook. His own mother abused him. She wondered how strong Jungkook was to bury all his pain and always make it look like he was completely fine.

"I said stop , Jimin." Y/n could sense the tension between the males , surely she was shocked after knowing about Jungkook and his brother but what was in her mind right now was just to take Jungkook away from the blonde before he caused any harm to him.

"Mr Park , I think you should leave us." She spoke politely, but the blonde was a sadist who looked down upon women and didn't like them interrupting him.

"I am not talking to you , you sl-" he was unable to finish his sentence as Jungkook pounced on him and pinned him down on the ground . Jimin's face met with his fist as Jungkook punched him mercilessly.

"Finish that word and I will kill you with my bare hands." He punched him in the jaw. "Don't you even dare look in her direction if you want yourself alive , Jimin. I am warning you."

The blonde however remained unaffected by the bruises. What he wanted was to push Jungkook's buttons.

"This girl whom you are beating me for..do you think she will stay by your side if she knows what you have done? I feel sorry for your brother that he had you in his life..you deserve to die Jeon."

His words were bruising him more than what the past had already done for him. And his eyes were filled with the emotions of anger and hatred.

"Everyone hates you Jungkook. And all those who don't , will hate you after they know your truth.You don't deserve what you have , Jungkook. This isn't yours. Nothing is. You are just a loser , who snatched everything that belonged to someone else. This empire isn't yours , Jeon. This happiness isn't yours. All this is just a frippery given to you. So take my advice and leave her before you damage her too." Jimin coughed up some blood making Y/n stand in horror. She was shocked by this side of Jungkook as he kept beating the blonde beneath him . Slowly approaching him , she sat beside Jungkook, placing her hand on his shoulder.

"Jungkook..leave him." The brunette however, remained unaffected and continued his actions making her feel worried.

"Jungkook.. please." She shouted with her voice cracking at the end. Jungkook looked over at her face after stopping his actions and a sudden feeling of guilt hit him after he looked at her teary face.

"Leave him , please." She muttered, freeing his hold from the blonde beneath him. He stood up on his feet , dusting off the sand on his jacket. Y/n pulled him close , cupping his face.

"You are leaving now , but your past won't leave you. Mark my words Jeon.. everyone and everything will leave you just like what happened with your brother." The blonde said, making Jungkook take another stride to knock him off. However Y/n pulled him at the right time. The teary look in her eyes broke his heart and he blamed himself for her condition. Softly caressing his face , she kissed him on his cheek.

"Let's leave Jungkook."
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His feet padded against the rough sand and heartbeat raced against his chest as he ran from the place. All his wounds were stabbed again. It felt suffocating , and the feeling only increased in these past years. The dark secrets he had been running from were again brought in front of him. He was lost in this maze , yet again.

Right from his young age what all he faced was only losing his loved ones. One by one everybody left his side and yet he was accused of doing something he never did. He was the victim in the crowd of the accusers , but nobody could understand him.

His limbs gave up from running.. running from his past. Leaning over the tree , he closed his eyes. His heart was crushed and shattered once again , as Jimin's words rang in his ears.

'You don't deserve what you have , Jungkook. This isn't yours. Nothing is. You are just a loser , who snatched everything that belonged to someone else. This empire isn't yours , Jeon. This happiness isn't yours. All this is just a frippery given to you.'

Bringing his knees closer to his chest , tears brimmed in his eyes reminiscing that horrifying night that took everything away from him. The sound of those thunderous clouds and the visual of that dark night was still very much fresh in his head. His body was still tense and in a state of shock . He balled up his fist , trying to control the urge of shouting and crying and screaming down to all those people who accused him to tell them that he was innocent. But he questioned if anyone would believe him.

His feelings were caged , making him breathless. He just wanted a moment of peace where he could be himself. Suddenly , a soft pair of arms were wrapped around him and he instantly relaxed, inhaling the familiar vanilla scent of her. Her fingers combed through his hair, as she leaned him against her chest.

"It's going to be fine , Jungkook." Y/n whispered softly in his ears , while patting his back. She could feel him breathing heavily inside her embrace. She knew he was a very good actor , who could easily pull up the mask and pretend that everything was fine when in reality it was far away from that .

"I didn't do anything, Y/n." He spoke a few seconds later. His voice seemed heavy and deep as he refrained himself from breaking down.

"I know , I believe you. Just let it all out what you have been caging inside you." She tried to pull away from him , but he instantly wrapped his arm around her waist, making her straddle him. Hiding his face in the crook of her neck , he sighed before smiling sadly.

"I am always punished for something, I never did Y/n. Why does everybody hate me?-" he shivered, his voice falling weak with every second."- I was just a kid when my own mother started abusing me. A few years later, I was made to leave my family and shift to a country where I didn't want to be. I didn't know what to do , I was completely clueless, running from my past. I would envy those children when their parents would come to take them back home , but I would always have to sit in my hostel and wonder if I could have a perfect family too. I made many mistakes.. mistakes of letting people come into my life and hurt me again and again. And every time I would find the courage to get up , my life would play a game with me to pull me in a pit deeper than before." Tears started flowing from her eyes, as she heard him. His wounds felt like hers. Like someone had stabbed right inside her heart. Nobody would have imagined him going through so much in his life when everything seemed so perfect from afar.

Pulling him closer , she held him tight against her small figure. Letting him continue his words.

"Jimin , is right. I am a loser and bad luck for everyone near me. You should leave me Y/n.. before I ruin you, it's better if you leave me."

Her eyes widened as he pushed her away slightly. His eyes held pain and heartbreak, he didn't want to leave her but he felt it was better for her that way. He started unwrapping his arms around her , but she was quick to hold them against her , preventing him from making any move . She shook her head , denying his request.

"I am not going anywhere. I am staying with you through this-"

"I am not asking you,Y/n. This is my decision."

"And I don't agree with your decision, Jeon Jungkook. You cannot make a decision for me and I don't agree to leave you. Am I bothering you so much that you want to get rid of me?" Her voice raised , catching him by surprise. She knew he was doing this for her , because he thought she would be better off without him but the reality was that he was her strength. She wanted him .. just him.

His jaw clenched while he pulled her closer to him by her neck.

"Stop speaking nonsense ,Y/n. I am not trying to get rid of you.You are the calm in my chaos. You are the happiness in my sorrow.You are a girl with hair of fire and eyes of thunder , who makes me feel like I will go up in air with just one innocent look of yours.I can't let any other woman touch me because you have not only imprinted my body but also my soul.You are a sin that I will never regret repeating again.I don't need anyone other than you and I will not need anyone else because I know you will never leave my side.You are my angel and my very own spitfire. And that is exactly why I don't want you to be with me. You are the first person whom I can call mine completely. So it's my responsibility to keep you safe and happy."

"Then why are you asking me to get away from you?-" she continued as tears slipped from her eyelids."-why can't you understand that I need you , Jungkook? Why are you giving me pain by asking me to distance myself from you when I only want to get closer to you?"

"Because you are important to me , Y/n." The surroundings felt silent as those words slipped from his tongue. The only sound between them was of their raging heartbeats contrasting with the soft music of waves by the shore. He closed his eyes , while leaning towards her and connecting their foreheads.

"I care for you. Because I can feel myself changing into a person that I am not. Because you are changing me for better. Because when I am with you, I don't want to go back to my fuckboy self, rather I just want to be with you , for you. It wasn't only me who was your first. You were my first too , in many aspects. I never slept with any girl on my bed. I never took any woman to my private house. I never made special efforts for any woman because they didn't deserve it. But you did. Unintentionally , unknowingly everytime I did something.. I did it because I felt that you deserve it. I never spoke about my personal life with anyone but with you..it comes out naturally..I don't even have to try because I trust you Y/n. But I don't trust myself , because I am not sure when my own scars will ruin you." His voice turned softer .

"Then ruin me , Jungkook.-" she cupped his face in her palms. Her vision was still blurry due to the tears but she could see the affection in his eyes. "- I am not scared of anything as long as I have you . If you think I will be happy staying away from you , then you are wrong, because leaving you will only hurt me. I don't have anything to lose but even if I have something , I will willingly lose it to you. Because I know even if you ruin me , you will only make me more beautiful. You remember what you told me earlier? You said that our story isn't perfect, then why are you not willing to give us a chance to prove the same? I am not trying to change you Jungkook..nor am I forcing you to reveal things about your past. Don't push people away, Jungkook. For once just choose your happiness above everything else."

His mind was playing games with him. He wanted to lose himself but was still hesitant of what it would bring for her. And for the first  a time he let his heart takeover his mind.Her words acted as a cure on his wounds.. his hand softly caressed her cheeks , wiping away the tears from her face. "If I let you be on my side this time , I won't be able to let you go , Y/n. I won't let you go even if you ask me to. So are you ready for being caged with me and being my prisoner? Prisoner of my wounds , my scars and my secrets."

A small smile rested on her face as she looped her arms around his neck. Nodding slowly she kissed his cheek. "I won't leave you even if you ask me to , Mr Jeon. I will always be in your prison if that's what you need. Because being in your prison would let me feel free more than anywhere in this world."

That was it. This was what he wanted. He wanted someone to be by his side and trust him through his dark past. Her words felt like a deep lake in between an abandoned desert. Like a mirage , they felt so real but he doubted if he could believe them. He trusted her, but what frightened him was her outburst after she would know his truth. She was willingly submitting herself to him completely , without wanting anything in return. Every action of hers was making him hers. And for at least once , he wanted to lose himself too , completely. He wanted this now and he wanted it with her.

Tucking a strand of her hair , he kissed her ear.

"Kiss me , Y/n."

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