YN'S POV:-

With a loud sigh Jungkook 's lip met mine in a slow dance. Taking mine delicately between his lips he sucks softly until I gasp for breath.

"We can wait if you want to." He whispers after pulling out from our kiss, his hand caressing my lower lip, forehead resting against mine.

"I don't." I grab his face in my hands pulling his lips back to mine. I sigh against the familiar feeling of him, his minty taste and warm flesh. I take his bottom lip in between mine as I suck on the wet warm flesh softly. I pull away only to say, "Take me. Now."

Pushing me back in the bed he smiles slyly, taking me all in. I bite the hole in my bottom lip like a predator, Jungkook hovers over me still smiling like a cunning fox. He leans down taking my lisp between his again, sucking on harshly as I whimper in response.

Mmmhmmm. My inner girl moans.

I feel my core getting wet and a delicious knot form at the base of my stomach. Jungkook gently teases my lips with his, barely touching them with his, softly blowing on the flesh making me crave the feel of his lips on mine again.

"You're all mine, aren't you?" He whispers bringing his face closer to my ear, so that his warm breath fans my cheek.

His voice ignites the burn inside of me and suddenly hot-cold shivers rush down my spine and stomach as I fist the sheets on both of my hands, trying to grab a hold of myself desperately.

I look at his face so close to mine. His eyes were half closed and breathing slow. "Yes." I whisper slowly after a while. "All yours."

"Then you'll be a good girl for me, sí?" He asks as one of his hands slowly travels up my thighs, and back down and up again. The other supported himself on top of me.

"Oh! Yes sir!" My inner girl moans for him.

"Sí." I reply in his mother tongue.

"Say you'll be a good girl for me, Piccolo." He urges, his movement stops at the apex of my thigh.

I feel my body respond to his dominance.

My inner self showing me images that are too unholy to look at but I keep my eves closed and

relish them as the fluid of my sex flows without a barrier.

"I'll be a good girl for you." I whisper.

I almost feel him smile against my skin as he places a soft kiss on my cheek.

I sigh. He captures my lips again in a slow torture with his both hand on either side of me supporting himself. I return the kiss back with my urgency.

I whimper slowly when Jungkook pulls away and his lips meet the flesh of my chin and glides down in a silky motion till the base of my throat where he nibbles on the flesh, taking it gently between his lips. I moan out from the heat his mouth is causing me.

Oh God!

"Shh...no sound, little girl." He admonishes as he sits up straight, my body between his legs, his both hands on my either thighs as he looks down with me with utter lust and want in his olive eyes.

"You're mine Yn." His voice drops down by a few octaves but the depth of it makes me hear every word loud and clear.

"Yours." I answer.

Keeping his eyes on mine he pops the button on his shirt before shrugging it off. Now sitting atop of me at his half naked glory he smirks as his hands travel up raising the big shirt I was wearing by fair inches.

The shirt goes up enough for him to see that I was intact wearing no panties.

You're gonna get spanked again. My inner girl mocks me.

We're the same person I say to her back. To which she gives me the finger and flips me off.

"Uh-uh." Jungkook exclaims but his hands don't stop, he raises the shirt until it's over my head and I am laying naked between his legs.

For a moment he fucks me with his eye. "You're gorgeous." He mumbles. I blush but he doesn't give me time to recover. He kisses my lips hurriedly before his lips glide down to the valley between my breasts. He nibbles and sucks the skin softly before capturing my both breasts in his hands dropping his weight completely on top of me.

Oh Jesus! He's heavy! My inner girl moans liking the warm weight as much as I was

I grab the back of his neck, holding in for dear life, the other makes its way through the small space between our heated bodies towards his chest. I glide it to his crotch with a fevered need palming him through his pants.

He grunts, liking the sensation, I rub with more speed as I feel him growing against me.

Mhmmm...

I moan out as one of his hands is replaced by his mouth and the other hand rolls the little flesh of nerves gently.

I mewl feeling his teeth graze my nipple before his tongue sweeps over the sensitive flesh. "Oww!" I whimper again as he bites the nipple harshly.

The nipple falls out from his mouth with a faint pop. "Shh." He admonishes as he covers my other nipple with his mouth repeating his actions while his other hand please my other nipple rolling, twisting, tugging, making my sex drip in want and need. He rolls his hips against my hand slowly, making himself more rigid and erect inside his tight clothing.

"Oh Jungkook !" I moan out arching my back, wanting more friction from him. But he's reluctant. He only gives me what he wants.

Rude bastard! My inner girl barely gasps as he fingers herself on the verge of an orgasm, sweety and bucking.

His hand leaves my breast and glides down toward my dripping wet püssy. Out of instinct I spread my legs slightly to make room for his hand.

With his experienced fingers he separates the folds before he strokes my clít in a slow circular motion.

The wetness drips as he keeps assaulting me.

He releases my nipple with a pop again and a sly grin plastered on his face. He slides down his body dropping his face between the hot wet area between my legs making me arch my back immediately and cry out.

"Mmhmm." He hums as my hand leaves his crotch as he slides down. I pout in spite of the ball of nerves growing inside of me. His lips take both of my püssy lips between his, sucking on them.

"Oh Jungkook ." I cry out as my hands fly to grab the back of his head only to push him deeper.

His tongue darts out as he laps up my juices flickering my clít once before shoving his tongue into my little hole.

"Oww!" I mewl at the foreign sensation trying to close my legs. But with strong hands Jungkook keeps them apart.

"Oh please!" I cry out as his tongue keeps going in and coming out of my sex. I grab his head tighter, almost pulling his hair off of the roots as writhe beneath him in pleasure.

"Don't come." He grunts as his tongue replaces his finger. The boney hard flesh makes me feel full.

"Please." I beg as his finger keeps fucking me relentlessly. In-out. In-out. Repeatedly.

"Jungkook , please." I cry, unable to hold longer but he adds one more finger before pumping more harshly.

I moan at the fullness and the way it stretches me. Soon another finger joins. "Come." Jungkook orders as his moments become frequent and orders as his moments become frequent and hard. He now bends down and flickers his tongue over my sensitive clít making me cream all over his hand and mouth with a loud cry of pleasure.

He sits up straight and hovers over me once again, kissing my lips, now coated with the taste of my wetness.

"Taste yourself?" He asks as he puts his wet finger inside my mouth. "Suck." He orders.

I take them willingly as a musky-salty wet taste fills my mouth. I run my tongue over them, hollowing my cheeks. I finish the delicacy as his finger comes out with a faint pop.

"Good girl." Jungkook grins at me. "Did you come good?" He asks.

I nod. "Uh-mhmm."

He kisses me once more as he climbs down taking off his pants and boxers. His huge fleshy rod stands up erect, red and puffy. Reaching under the bed he pulls out a string of thin packets one of which he rips open.

Rolling the condom to his huge length, he hovers over me once again, both of his hand on either

side of my head, supporting his weight.

"You're nice and wet for me, my little girl." He whispers, dropping his face between my breasts and nuzzling. I move my hips as the feeling of him at my entrance grows. "I'm gonna take you now." He says darkly before biting the soft flesh of my right breast and sucking on it.

And then with a sudden force he thrusts himself in my. I grab his wide shoulders to steady him as my teeth clamp down my lips and eyes close.

"Shit!" He curses pulling out. I don't open my eyes as he pushes in again this time with more and more that my body jerks behind and tears form in my eyes. And I can tell he's inside me. Fully. Hot and hard.

I'm so full. My inner girl complains of rubbing her kitty as she gushes all over the bed.

I ignore her.

"Fuck! God! Fuck!" He cursed as his fingers started to rub my clít. I whimper from the pain and the fullness.

He holds still. "You okay, baby?" He whispers as his lips press against mine softly.

I nod vaguely. "I'm so full!" I whisper in a wanton manner.

"So warm." He grunts.

It hurts. But it feels good too. I feel full. I feel so full...after some seconds I start to move my hips almost slowly, the stillness making him grow by the second.

Jungkook chuckles. "Eager, are we?" He teases before pulling himself out and shoving himself back in again, I moan. My nails dig in his back almost painfully he grunts as he comes out again.

When he feels me a little loosen around his monster, he starts the real dance.

He pounds in almost an animalistic manner, coming out and going in, each thrust making him go more deeper inside me and my body jerks back. I keep my eyes closed, hands around his shoulders holding on, a moaning mess as he grunts with each thrust.

"Oh kitty, you're so tight. Fuck." He groans as he slows his pace.

I give a whimper of disapproval but he keeps himself steady.

My insides are already liquid and any chance they get, they'll come out. The knot at the base of my stomach tightening with every thrust.

"Mhmmm...Jungkook please." I cry.

"Open your eyes baby. Look at me." I do what he says. On top of me all naked, sweety and controlling he looks down at me with a smirk.

"You look so sexy, little girl. So fucking good." Не moans slamming into with more force. I cry out.

"Please." I beg when I feel him keep his pace slow and leisurely.

"Please what?" He asks in a controlling tone.

"Harder." I answer by looking him in the eyes.

"Hmmm...." He . "Harder is it?" He pulls out and pushes in.

"Oh please...go faster." I begin wrapping my legs around his waist and feel him going deeper inside me.

"Oh baby!" He groans as he starts pounding inside me.

I moan at the feeling. The knot inside my stomach is tightening to a breaking point and I feel myself tightening around him almost deliciously.

"Come with me, kitty." He grunts as his strokes take a little sloppy pace.

"Hmm." I reply by racking my back and rolling my hips inside, tightening almost to bursting point.

With some more hard and deep slams, my dam bursts out as Jungkook grunts emptying himself.

"Fuck!" He gasps.

"Do you want to get cleaned up!" He asks after he comes out of the bathroom.

I barely manage to shake my head before surrendering to darkness

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The next few days for me was utterly and completely heaven.

Me and Jungkook went on and off like rabbits everytime. I couldn't wait till he got home and hurried himself all the way inside me and. And until it was morning before breakfast. Sometime he'd find time around the afternoon and come for a visit with candies to pamper me and all that, we'd have a much sweeter and needed time basking in the needy glow of sex, but I am sure it was just infatuation and after some more days it'll just fade away.

What actually faded away was my idea of going to find my Papa and my idea of having a life.

I was too busy living my fairytale with the Don.

However reality did come crushing back to me.

Currently sitting in the sun room, I sipped iced tea and read a book, mostly about the recognized mafia families all over Italy.

I have no idea why people write this stuff and why the former Don's gave them the story of insides. They aren't supposed to be known by the people who aren't associated... It's a kind of way to break Omertá. The absolute code of silence followed by every mafia family all over the world.

I found the book in Jungkook 's office two days before when I had taken him to lunch.

I asked if I could borrow it to read. He said I can keep it. It was never much of his interest. With a shrug I brought the book in the room and from the contents found "The De'Jeon family" first.

The name of my papa was so prominent in the chapters that made me wonder more about him.

'Luciano De'Jeon and Mariano DeAngelo were like two brothers', The book had said at one point. 'Their arrival in the United States though has been kept secret for certain vow of silence but their success hasn't. Easily the most feared and respected among the people of the underworld , the duo has been ruling their own kingdom side by side with honesty and sincerity since the success of wine-oil trade in 1986 by Jeon-Angelo traders.'

At the very end of the part said, 'Mariano De'Angelo never returned to the Seoul from his recreational visit to Italy, his homeland. Some said he might have been killed by the family's long term enemy Luca Giovanni but evidence lacks where reports show that Luca Giovanni paralyzed after a gun war between The families.

The current location of the under-Don is currently unknown.'

All it did was make me more suspicious about why my father would be hiding.

It was clear from me finding the letters that he was of course in touch with papa but to the outside world he had just vanished.

That has been bugging me since. I could barely keep myself sane when I was alone.

The only voice in my head kept telling me to go find my Papa and unveil why, inspired to know that he has a daughter, he never tried to communicate with me.

What could my mum and I possibly have done that inspired me to love my mother so much, like papa had said he left and never came back but made himself a mystery.

I closed the book and left it on the chair I was sitting on before going to the bedroom.

The thick brown cover of the book kept reminding me of all that my papa had created around himself and by second increased my want to everything.

I carried my tea cup because I hadn't finished my drink yet and needed a shower while walking downstairs lazily. I opened the door to the bedroom.

However, it was not what I imagined or rather expected to see. Jungkook was naked.

His back was facing me and he hovered over someone. I couldn't see her face but saw her legs wrapped around his waist tightly, grunting softly while she massaged his hair with her fingertips.

I couldn't move. I couldn't feel anything but used, taken for and...

Betrayed.

Jungkook was inside her and moving at a slow steady pace, every thrust from him earned a moan from the girl's mouth.

The tea cup from my hand dropped from shock and my now free hands clamped around my mouth barely muffling the sob that broke out from my mouth.

Jungkook pulled away and turned, a confused look

Jungkook pulled away and turned, a confused look crossing over his face...his expression told me that I should never have been here...

"Yn." His voice comes out more horrified than confused. "Baby...what?"

"What the..." The girl speaks from beneath him. "jeon..."

Now as Jungkook moves and pulls up his slacks I can see Cara's flushed and sweaty face, her desperate action to cover herself with the blanket.

With my blanket.

"Baby girl..." Jungkook stands in front of me with an expression to cup my cheeks.

I step back. My hands still clamped over my mouth trying to swallow my pain, agony and the burns on my stomach.

"Baby please..."

"Don't." Blinded by tears I marched up the stairs to the guest room I occupied not too long ago.

Locking the door from inside I plop face down on the bed and let my tears soak my soul and life.

I can't believe I loved him. I can't believe he would be so much... deceiving.

Why would he do such an immoral act? I gave him everything...and he just...

I hear him banging on the door, shouting for me to open the door, to come outside but the sound of my sobs overpower his voice.

'Don't you think...that it's time for us to live for ourselves?' My inner girl asks me sniffling, her eyes red with tears and cured up in a ball.

'Yes. 'I agree as I wipe my eyes and blow my nose with the corner of the bedsheet.

It's now or never.

I get up and walk to my room, I dunno how long I've been there, the night has already fallen.

Jungkook is sitting on the edge of the bed but I ignore him going into the closest. Finding a bag, I put some clothes and a pair of spare shoes in it before heading for a shower.

After I am showered dressed, I walk back to the closet bringing the bag to the bedroom.

"Where are you going?" Jungkook asks.

"Italy." I look at him, my eyes dry and composed.

"Italy?" He snorts. "You're leaving for Italy for something as petty as that?" He asks.

"Petty as that?" I repeat. "It was anything but petty."

"I am leaving for Italy, Jungkook , whether you like it or not. I'm leaving tomorrow morning." I say after a moment of silence.

"Okay." Was his reply.

(TO BE CONTINUED)