Sm*T Short Stories Taekook Jeon’s Dirty Secret1

Jeon’s Dirty Secret1

Episode 1: Under His Gaze

The elevator chimed, and Kim Taehyung stepped out, hips swaying in dangerously tight black trousers, silk cream shirt slightly sheer beneath the lights. He didn’t need attention. He commanded it.

But only one gaze mattered. And it was already watching from behind the tinted glass of the CEO’s office.

Jeon Jungkook, dressed in all-black, leaned back in his chair with one leg crossed, eyes fixed on the screen inside his desk drawer—the live feed of his office’s hidden cameras. And there, front and center, was Taehyung.

> His secretary. His weakness. His dirty little secret.

jeon jungkook

(muttering): "You’re five minutes late again, Kim Taehyung. Should I punish you for that too?"

The door opened softly. Taehyung entered, holding the schedule file, unaware—or pretending to be—of just how much Jungkook saw when the office lights dimmed after hours.

Kim taehyung

“Morning, CEO Jeon,”

He said with a light smirk, placing the file on the desk and bending just slightly too far. The curve of his backside pressed against the fabric. Jungkook's jaw clenched.

Kim taehyung

“You look tired, sir. Rough night?”

jeon jungkook

“Not rough enough.”

Kim taehyung

Smiling “Mm. I could help with that.”

Their eyes locked. Taehyung’s teasing expression faltered for a split second when Jungkook stood up and walked around the desk—his presence overpowering, his cologne sharp and sinful. He stopped right behind Taehyung.

jeon jungkook

(low voice): “You wore that shirt on purpose, didn’t you?”

Kim taehyung

“Maybe I just like silk.”

jeon jungkook

“Or maybe you like being watched.”

Taehyung froze. Just for a second. But it was enough. Jungkook leaned close, lips almost brushing his ear, voice barely a whisper.

jeon jungkook

“There are no secrets in this office, Taehyung. Not anymore.”

To be continued… 😈

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