My Secretary My Wife~
In the glittering penthouse of Jeon Jungkook~ CEO of Jeon Enterprises~ the air was thick with anticipation as Taehyung prepared for the annual company gala.
Jungkook~ a cold and commanding alpha in the boardroom~ was a different man behind closed doors—his wife’s baby~ whipped and utterly devoted to Jeon Taehyung~
His stunning crossdressing secretary who ruled his heart. No one knew of their marriage~
A secret kept for reasons only they understood~ but it didn’t stop the world from lusting after them both.
Taehyung stood before the mirror~ adjusting his outfit—a tight~ black skirt that hugged his curves~ a silky blouse unbuttoned just enough to tease~ and heels that made his legs look endless.
His long hair cascaded in soft waves~ lips painted a daring red. Jungkook~ lounging on the bed in his tailored suit~ watched with a predatory gaze~ his mouth practically watering.
He whined~ voice low and needy~
jeon jungkook
You look too good. C’mere~ let me f**K you.
Taehyung spun around~ smirking~ his rude streak reserved for everyone but his baby.
jeon Taehyung
No hugs~ no kisses~ no touches~ no hickeys~
He declared~ wagging a finger.
jeon Taehyung
We’re late~ baby. Behave.
Jungkook pouted his alpha instincts warring with his love for being Taehyung’s obedient baby.
jeon jungkook
You’re cruel~ mommy~
He muttered~ but his eyes never left Taehyung’s swaying hips as they headed out—in separate cars~ to keep their secret intact.
At the gala~ Taehyung arrived first~ stepping into the opulent ballroom like a vision. Men’s eyes raked over him~ their gazes were hungry~ some bold enough to approach.
Taehyung’s cold~ dismissive stare shut them down instantly—his heart belonged to one man~ his baby~ Jeon Jungkook.
Meanwhile~ Jungkook arrived to a swarm of businessmen offering handshakes and marriage proposals for their daughters~ all of which he rejected with a curt~
jeon jungkook
Not interested.
His eyes scanned the room~ landing on Taehyung~ and his world narrowed to his wife.
Taehyung was chatting with an employee~ his smile was polite but distant.
Jungkook settled on a couch~ sipping whiskey~ his possessive streak simmering as he watched.
The employee~ too bold for his own good~ let his hand graze Taehyung’s ass. In a flash~ Taehyung’s fist connected with the man’s jaw~ sending him stumbling. The room froze~ but Jungkook’s lips curled into a satisfied smirk.
jeon jungkook
😏💭That’s my mommy.
Taehyung sauntered over~ all grace and fire~ greeting Jungkook with a professional~
jeon Taehyung
Mr. Jeon~ a drink~??
He offered a glass~ his eyes glinting with mischief. Jungkook accepted~ his fingers brushing Taehyung’s deliberately~ his gaze locked on his wife’s beauty.
The crowd whispered~ their suspicious eyes darting between the cold CEO and his stunning secretary~ but Jungkook saw no one else.
Taehyung bit his lip~ a nervous habit~ and Jungkook’s breath hitched~ his pants tightening. Leaning close~ he growled~
jeon jungkook
Don’t bite~ mommy~ or I’ll slap you with my baby monster.
His voice was a dangerous whisper~ laced with promise.
Taehyung gulped~ heat pooling in his belly~ but he held his composure~ flashing a teasing smile before turning to mingle. The rest of the night was torture for Jungkook~ his need for Taehyung growing with every sway of that damned skirt.
When the gala ended~ they returned home~ Taehyung’s irritation flaring as he tossed his coat and sandals aside.
jeon Taehyung
That woman dared to touched you~
He hissed~ glaring at Jungkook.
jeon Taehyung
My baby~ touched by some nobody.
Jungkook grinned~ scooping Taehyung up bridal-style before they even reached the main gate.
jeon jungkook
Don’t be mad~ mommy
He purred~ carrying him inside.
jeon jungkook
I want to suck my mommy’s soft melons tonight. Wanna make you scream my name.
jeon jungkook
and want to tell you that nobody matters to me other than my mommy
Taehyung’s anger melted into desire as he straddled Jungkook’s stomach on their bed~ his skirt riding up.
jeon Taehyung
Gladly~ baby~
He whispered~ voice sultry.
jeon Taehyung
Make mommy pregnant with your seeds. I’m ready to be a mumma.
Jungkook’s smirk was feral as Taehyung grabbed lube from the nightstand~ slicking them both with practice ease.
He positioned himself~ sinking down onto Jungkook’s n*ne-i*ch c*ck~ his tight hole stretching around the thick length. Taehyung moäned~ riding hard~ his hips rolling with confidence as Jungkook gripped his thighs~ eyes locked on his wife’s flushed face.
jeon jungkook
Fuck~ mommy~
Jungkook groaned~ thrusting up to meet Taehyung’s movements~ his hands roaming to squeeze Taehyung’s chest through the bl*use.
jeon jungkook
So tight for me. Always so perfect.
Taehyung’s nails dug into Jungkook’s shoulders~ his moans growing louder as he chased their release.
jeon Taehyung
Baby~ fill me up~
He gasped~ head thrown back.
jeon Taehyung
Make me yours.
Jungkook’s thru*ts grew erratic~ his possessiveness fueling him as he spilled deep inside~ Taehyung’s own release coating their stomachs.
They collapsed together~ panting~ Taehyung still straddling his baby~ their secret safe in the sanctuary of their love.
jeon jungkook
Only you~ mommy~
Jungkook murmured~ kissing Taehyung’s sweaty forehead.
Taehyung smiled~ soft and sated~ his rude exterior gone for his baby.
jeon Taehyung
And only you~ my baby
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