Insight into the chapter

"After a steamy hour with your enemy, you are in his den to reveal all of his secrets and find your father. But how will you do that?"

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"Get on the bed, Piccola."

I quickly scrambled onto the bed, sat upright and looked up expectantly at you.

You placed your finger under my chin, smiling with amusement.

"I am going to take very good care of you, Piccola."

"How?"

Your deft fingers set to work, undoing the buttons and laces on my clothes and underwear, easily relieving me of my clothes. You moved with confidence and dexterity that mesmerized me, and I felt a thrill of pleasure as my skin was exposed inch by inch.

"Relax, Eun Jeong."

The two of us lay back on the bed. You planted gentle kisses on my lips. Shivers formed on my skin as your hand ventured down my stomach. My heart raced as I felt your touch and I was fully engulfed in the moment.

I flinched with delight as your fingers gently knead small circle around my sensitive cl*t, warmth spread all over my body.

Oh, what clever hands he has.

Your tongue gently batted against my eager, parted lips, while your fingers worked a little faster, causing my muscles to tighten instinctively.

"Do you like this, Piccola?"

"Yes..." I moaned.

While your fingering continued teasing at my delicate bud, you nuzzled your face into where my shoulders meet my neck, alternating between gentle pecks and deeper sucking and I just kept moaning.

You speeded up your work on my cl*t, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through me. I instinctively grabbed your hair as you nibbled at my sensitive skin on my neck.

"Jungkook... it feels so good."

Glancing downwards, my eyes caught the sight of the bulge of your pants. Your clearly visible erection pressed tightly against the fabric.

You quickly stood up, undressed yourself, grabbed a condom from your wallet and puts it on. I admired you from where I was laid on the bed.

Like a panther stalking prey, you climbed onto the bed, and I eagerly lay onto my back, legs parted invitingly for you. As you positioned yourself between them, you stared hungrily at me.

Taking great care, you eased in your prodigious manhood, causing my body to arch instinctively as I felt fulfilled. You grasped my hips, pulling me closer.

Gosh! It's huge!

Slowly at first, you thrusted in and out in measured but firm strokes. I felt control of my body blissfully ebbing away with each passing second.

Grunting slightly, you took deep, pounding thrust in and out of my eager part.

"Gosh, Eun Jeong, you are so damn tight."

My body shuddered with the heavy pressure of your thick, throbbing shaft. You kept watching me intently and a lascivious grin plastered on your face.

Gosh! This is my first time and this feels so good!!

After a few moments, the aching desire of our s*x became unbearable. My body screamed out for ecstatic release.

"YES!" I moaned loudly.

As you took several more deep, forceful lunges with your member, I bit my lower lips to keep from crying out in desire.

"I am so close! Keep going, Jungkook!"

"Gosh! I am going to c*m too!"

The eager pulsing of your member, along with each euphoric thrust, caused my muscles to tighten. My body kept tensing as it approached the climax.

"I-I'M... OOOOOH!" "OOOH... GOSH!" we both moaned.

Your thrust became frenzied as you c*m, while I surrendered to my own orgasmic bliss. After a final shuddering push, we both collapsed into a pile on the bed.

Gosh! That... that was incredible.

The two of us laid on the bed for a moment, panting heavily. My body felt strangely warm, relaxed and contented.

This is weird. Everytime when I was in a mission, I would finish the mission before reaching the point where I would have to do it. But with Jungkook, everything... Literally everything is so different. Why on earth is he so different?! And why on earth am I loving it?!

I rolled over to hide the blushing of my cheeks from you.

My thoughts were interrupted by your hand touching my waist. I turned to look at you, and with a smile on your face, you kissed my forehead.

"We should get going, Piccola. I am sorry for rushing you, but we are not safe here."

"Okay."

Then why does being in this room with you feel like the safest place in the world?

You quickly dressed and you helped me get back into my clothes.

"I will go outside and keep watch. You gather your things. Understood?"

"Understood."

As you headed out of the apartment, I found myself momentarily distracted, watching you as you walked away.

I hope we get to do that again soon. Gosh! Why am I thinking so? What are you doing to me, Jungkook?!

My thoughts ran wild as I gathered my things quickly, then raced outside with you to your car. I hopped in the passenger seat, and you revved the engine, taking off into the night.

Your gaze was laser focused on the road as you cruised through the traffic on the dense Chicago streets.

After a moment, I decided to break the silence.

"So, is there anything I should know about this place of yours? How should I act? Any topic or room to avoid?" I asked.

"Topic? Like asking if I have some secret wife locked away in the attic or something?" you said as a chuckle escaped your lips. "No, nothing like that. Here is the deal, Eun Jeong. My place actually belongs to my father, Chan Yeol Jeon. I am going to introduce you to him as my girlfriend, to keep things simple."

"Your girlfriend? Is that what I am?"

You laughed as you turned down a dark, narrow alleyway.

"What you are, Piccola, is someone who I very much enjoy spending time with. And if that is enough for you for now, I am only using girlfriend for it to make sense to my dad. Is that okay?"

"Yeah... that is okay."

I wonder how many times he had to introduce women to his family as his girlfriend. Has he practiced this? I should dig a little deeper. There is so much about him that I still don't know.

I settled back into my seat watching the passing of buildings as you drove.

"Jungkook... Do you have a girlfriend?"

You gave me a quick glance with an eyebrow raised.

"Besides what we have? No. No one else."

Well, looks like Uncle Chang's info was good, so far.

"Why do you ask, Eun Jeong?"

"Oh, well, I just feel like there is still so much about you that I don't know."

You rubbed your chin thoughtfully. You cleared your throat, then settled more into your seat, relaxing your shoulders.

"Alright. What do you want to know?"

"Well, what is your favorite song?"

Your lips pursed in a suppressed smile. You gave a short groan of faux defeat.

"Alright... don't judge me, but it is definitely 'My Heart Will Go On' from Titanic. You can say I am a bit old fashioned."

"Why would I think so? That's a fantastic song and one of my favourites."

A sigh full of relief escaped you as you said, "I am glad you think so."

I watched you closely as you drove. After a moment, you flipped on the radio. I reclined back, and I caught myself in my moment of relaxation.

Hang on a second. Why did I ask him a personal question? What tactical advantage does that offer me? Come on, Eun Jeong. You can humanize your target. That is Assassination 101. Did I... did I ask that because I genuinely wanted to know?

My thoughts were cut short by the sudden stop of the car. You killed the engine and opened your car door.

"We are here. Welcome to Jeon Palace!"

You helped me out of the car, carried my bag up the steps to a palatial mansion. I was quickly ushered inside to an exquisitely decorated entrance hall.

As I admired the decor, with you walking behind me with my bags, a middle-aged man approached us. His uniform was absolutely impeccable.

"Good evening, Master Jungkook."

"Eun Jeong, this is the family butler, John. He has been working for my family for ages."

John gave me a short bow; his expression was unreadable.

"And good evening to you, Miss...?"

"Eun Jeong. Eun Jeong Park."

"I see. Welcome to Jeon Palace, Miss Park."

"Eun Jeong is my girlfriend, and she is going to be staying here with me for a bit. There was a bit of an, ah... occupational snafu."

"Of course. There is one thing Master Jungkook. Don Chan Yeol Jeon wishes to speak with you. I was instructed to notify you as soon as you came home. It is more of an administrative matter, Master Jungkook. You are not in trouble."

"I see... Thank you, John. I need to attend to this, Eun Jeong. You will be safe with John."

"Okay. I will see you in a bit then."

You walked briskly to a nearby doorway, ducked into the room and out of sight. John heaved a sigh, then motioned for me to follow.

This butler might have some more intel I can use. The butlers always know where the bodies are buried.

"So, John, are you and Jungkook close?"

"I came into the employ of the Jeon family right after Master Jungkook was born. I have seen him through all the highs and lows of his young life. I daresay that if I had a son, I would be very grateful for him to be like Master Jungkook."

A very strong attachment to Jungkook? I might be able to use that down the line.

"I see..."

My trained eyes quickly scanned the hallways as I walked not far behind John.

Being behind enemy lines could get hairy very quickly. I should keep an eye out for escape routes. Dad insisted that I always have an exit strategy.

As I walked, I spotted several doorways that lead to an open courtyard and several more that led to bedrooms and offices.

Easily smashable windows. Good. Worst case scenario, out to the courtyard and maybe a little parkour to the rooftop. Manageable.

My observations were interrupted when John loudly cleared his throat.

"Right down here, Miss Park, are two bedrooms. You may pick whichever one pleases you most. Both rooms have an adjoining bathroom, for your privacy."

I walked down the hallway, noting the Italian architecture and sumptuous decoration. John turned down another hall, stopping at a door and ushered me into the bedroom.

Though the room had distinctive Tuscan design sensibilities, it was incredibly small and bare.

"Here is the first room. We were planning on making some renovations, but sadly those plans are on hold at the moment. Still, it should be enough for you to at least get a decent night of sleep in it," said John.

I looked over the room's Spartan interior. The bland decoration left a lot to be desired.

"This is... nice..."

For a shithole.

John raised a skeptical eyebrow, then motioned to me once more.

"Why don't we tour the other room before you make a decision?"

I followed John to the other side hall, and he opened the door to a much larger and lavish room.

I stood in momentary awe of the resplendent bedroom. The plush bed and beautifully upholstered furniture looked heavenly to rest upon.

"Now, here is something special. Master Jungkook had this room decorated to faithfully recreate the master bedroom of his grandfather's mansion in Sicily, which is sadly on longer standing."

"This is incredible."

"Indeed. Master Jungkook spared no expense. He even hired an investigator to track down the painting to an art dealer in Naples. They had previously hung in the old Sicilian Jeon Villa."

What Master Jungkook want, Master Jungkook gets, it seems. Still that bed looks like the comfiest thing ever. Beats the one in my shitty apartment by a long shot.

"Of course, don't let the traditional decoration fool you. It has the full amenities of a modern room and very good Wi-Fi reception. Stylish yet functional. Now where would you like to stay? I have been instructed to give you full discretion to choose."

I have been living pretty bare bones since dad disappeared. Maybe I owe it to myself to use the nice room. Besides, if I am here on Chan Yeol Jeon's goodwill, then I might as well exploit it for all it is worth and live comfortably too.

"I think I will take this beautiful historic room."

John nodded, setting my bags down on one of the many exquisite chairs.

"You have good taste, Miss Park. I will give you some time to acclimate to your new surroundings. This room and the adjoining bathroom are yours and your alone for the duration of your stay. Do not hesitate to let me know if you need anything further. I will be by shortly to check on you."

"Thank you, John."

"It's my pleasure, Miss Park."

John gave a short bow, then hastily left me to my new room.

I am standing behind enemy lines right now, and I just walked right in through the front door. Jungkook was an easier mark than I expected. At least... at least I think he is. Why is my stomach in knots? Why do I wish he was here right now? Is something wrong with me?

Fighting down my confusion, I unpacked and then made the most to the connected bathroom for a quick shower. As I combed my hair afterwards, a knock came at the door.

Oh, right. John said he would be back.

Opening the door, John stood outside, holding several bags.

"I have a few gifts from Master Jungkook. He wanted to ensure that you have everything you need here to be comfortable."

"Oh? Should I be worried about what is in the bags?"

"Not at all, Miss Park. Master Jungkook made sure you have only the finest."

"Well, now, I am very curious to see what is in the bags. Thank you for bringing these by, John. I can't wait to look through everything."

"Of course, Miss Park. Before I go, is there anything else I can do for you?"

"No, that will be everything, thank you."

John sets the bags down at the foot of my bed, then takes his leave, shutting the door behind him. In an instant, I opened the bags one by one.

Okay, let's see here. Looks like we have got clothes. VERY expensive clothes too. Jungkook does not fool around. For someone who is not really his girlfriend, he sure spent a lot of money on me.

Suddenly, my phone started ringing from my purse. I hurried over and grabbed it.

"Got my gifts?" you texted.

"I did. Thank you," I replied.

"Of course. Something for you to wear to dinner with my family tonight. May I come by your room before dinner?"

"Are you coming by for some kisses?"

"Kisses? Maybe more. I guess we will see when I reach there."

As I stood alone in my room holding my phone, I caught myself smiling while looking at your texts.

Am I actually maybe enjoying this a little bit?

I looked down sheepishly at my phone, knowing that you were awaiting a response.

You know what, leave it. I will send him a picture. Let's see what he makes of me.

Making a smooching face for my phone camera, I snapped a quick photo and sent it to you. After a moment, my phone buzzed with a response.

"Lips that I long to kiss."

Lips that I long to kiss? Jungkook is quite romantic!

"Anyways, I have to attend some business, Piccola. See you soon."

"See you soon, Jungkook."

Locking my phone, I tossed it onto the bed and went through the bag.

Well then, I better not delay. Time to get dressed up!

As I finished the last touches on my hair, there was a soft knocking at the door.

Oh, it must be him.

"It's open!" I yelled.

You confidently entered the room, paused for a moment to inspect my outfit.

"You are dressed, Piccola! It's districting."

"Do you like it?"

"The dress looks very nice on you. Let me get a closer look."

You walked around me looking up and down. My cheeks reddened at the thought of being inspected.

Why should I give a shit what he thinks about my appearance? Do I maybe care that he might care?

"You look stunning, Eun Jeong. Now before we..." you paused when a sudden humming sound fills the air. "Oh, sorry, Piccola. I think I am getting a text."

You checked your phone; a smile slowly crossed your face.

"There is someone I want you to meet."

"Oh? Who?"

"The most important person in my life."

Knock-knock!

"Ah! She is here!"

She?!

The door opened and in walked a young woman with wide, kind eyes.

"Hey, Jungkook!"

Oh my god. I recognize her! It is the woman I saw from the picture in Jungkook's things!

TO BE CONTINUED

1st April, 2023