𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝟗𝟓 | Vmin

6- Dirty little secret

"Morning Mrs lee, Where is hyunjinie?" Jimin planted a kiss on the cheek of the woman cooking in his mansion's in maid's outfit "young master is out on a business trip, he'll return in a week" woman who looked in her fifties replied jimin nodded his head taking out a water bottle from the fridge

"Where's Mr. Park?"

Jimin asked gulping down the chilled water down to his sore throat from all the screaming of his last sinful night, there was a hint of bitterness in his tone as he mentioned his father

"He's at the company"

Jimin scoffed at the so cold company that was just a cover to all of his father's illegal business he runs underground, who could imagine Park Kyung-suk known as the CEO of Park Towers who builds home for people is one of the biggest mafia leaders in Korea and committed a lot of crimes

"Are you hungry? Should I set breakfast for you?"

The woman asked when jimin was about to walk out of the kitchen

"No, I'm not hungry, I'm sleeping make sure no one wakes me up if that old man asks for me tell him I died or never came home"

Jimin said walking out of the kitchen, as much as he feared his father he hated him too, and even if he never got the courage to say but he hates whatever his father does

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While laying in a hot bathtub a thought of this morning crossed jimin's head, how he left his rival in the bed alone even before the ending of his dreamland, he regrets losing control over his body but deep down he knew he enjoyed it and it was worth losing even if his stubborn self won't admit it

He opened the bottle of the body wash and started applying it scrubbing his body smoothly, he stared at the marks the other's grip left on his wrists, he traced the marks with his thumb, it moves on his soft bruised wrists rather slowly traveling on his slight popping veins making his breath hitched as he closed his eyes remembering the feeling he felt when taehyung touched him, how he groaned in his ear every time he thrusts harder in him or how his lips felt against his' an unconscious breathy moan slipped from his lips which makes him shot his eyes open

He shook his head clearing the thoughts that weren't good for him since he doesn't have anything to do with taehyung anymore he quickly washed his body and went to his bed for getting a good sleep that calms his messy nerves and rocky thoughts

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On the other hand, when taehyung woke up he found his bed empty and cold a rush of anger went through him for not waking up earlier than jimin maybe the morning would be different if he woke up first even after days passed by he still regrets it

Sitting in the leather armed chair the only thing that taehyung thought was what he does with his enemy some days ago, he spends a lot of nights fucking around with girls and boys but he never felt what he did with jimin, he felt like he was in a flower field and the most beautiful flower bloomed in front of him the blossom smell of it was stuck in his nostrils

He couldn't get the image of jimin throwing his head back in pleasure as he was dug deep inside of him, the sweet sounds he makes, his mind was tangled in the strings wrapped around jimin's fingers, and he couldn't get himself out of it

"What are you thinking about?"

Jungkook asked raising his brow wearing a mischievous smirk on his face

"Nothing"

Taehyung replied clicking his tongue annoyed by his friend who interrupted his beautiful daydreaming