Episode 01
The clock struck midnight, the heavy silence of the Jeon estate broken only by the faint sound of a door creaking open.
Taehyung hesitated at the threshold, his delicate fingers clutching the edge of his plain shirt.
His chest rose and fell with each shaky breath as he looked into the dimly lit bedroom, the only source of light being the faint amber glow of a bedside lamp.
Jeon Jungkook sat on the edge of his massive bed, shirt unbuttoned, exposing his toned chest that glistened faintly under the soft light.
His dark eyes bore into Taehyung, commanding without a word.
His broad shoulders were tense, his jaw clenched, and the veins in his forearms bulged as he gripped a glass of whiskey in his hand.
Jeon Jungkook
Close the door.. ❄️
Jungkook said, his voice low and rough, a mixture of exhaustion and barely restrained anger.
Taehyung swallowed hard, his throat dry.
He didn’t want to be here—didn’t want to stand in this room with a man whose presence was so overpowering it left him trembling.
Yet he obeyed, shutting the door softly behind him.
Jeon Jungkook
Come here. ❄️
The command was sharp, final. Taehyung’s feet moved on their own, his body betraying him as it always did when Jungkook’s voice took that tone.
His omega instincts screamed at him to submit, but his mind fought back, his pride barely intact.
Jungkook’s gaze traveled down Taehyung’s slender frame, taking in the way the oversized maid’s uniform hung loosely on his fragile shoulders.
The sight of Taehyung’s trembling hands as he stopped a few feet away only fueled Jungkook’s desire.
Jeon Jungkook
You’ve been avoiding me.. ❄️
Jungkook stated, leaning back slightly, his predatory smirk enough to make Taehyung’s knees weak.
Jeon Jungkook
Do you think I don’t notice? 😏
Kim Taehyung (Personal Maid)
I-I’ve been busy.. 😥
Taehyung stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.
Jungkook chuckled darkly, the sound sending a shiver down Taehyung’s spine.
Jeon Jungkook
Lying doesn’t suit you, My Maid.. ❄️
He set his glass down on the nightstand and stood, towering over Taehyung.
In one swift motion, Jungkook grabbed Taehyung’s wrist and pulled him forward, so their bodies were mere inches apart.
Taehyung’s breath hitched as Jungkook’s intoxicating scent filled his senses—dark, spicy, and overwhelmingly alpha.
Jeon Jungkook
Do you know what I do when people stress me out? ❄️
Jungkook murmured, his fingers tracing the delicate curve of Taehyung’s jaw.
His touch was deceptively gentle, but his eyes burned with intensity.
Taehyung shook his head, unable to form words.
Jeon Jungkook
I take what’s mine.. ❄️
Jungkook growled, his voice thick with possession. He leaned closer, his lips brushing against Taehyung’s ear.
Jeon Jungkook
And you, my little omega, are mine.. ❄️
Taehyung gasped as Jungkook’s hands slid down his sides, gripping his hips with bruising force. He tried to step back, but Jungkook’s hold was unrelenting.
Kim Taehyung (Personal Maid)
Please… Master, not like this.. 😥
Taehyung whispered, his voice trembling.
Jungkook’s eyes darkened, his jaw tightening.
Jeon Jungkook
Not like this? Don’t act as if you don’t know your place, Maid.. 😡
Jeon Jungkook
You’re here because you belong to me.. Because I allow you to exist under my roof.. 😡
The words stung, but they also sent a forbidden thrill through Taehyung’s body, one he hated himself for feeling.
Comments
✿⋆❥Jeon🐰❥⋆✿
nice start 🙈✨
2024-12-25
2
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amazing Authorshiii😫🫶
2024-12-19
1
little angel
eek this seems forbidden 🙈
2024-12-10
3