Hidden Love

Chapter 15

From the fifth floor up, I could hear someone on the stairs behind me, but I was too much upset to even bother to see who it was, so I continued to make my way to my hotel room. Fury and sadness mixed into one about how Jungkook had just assumed I moved on even though he already had.

What was he expecting? Me to sit around and wait for him?

Getting off the stairs on the seventh floor, I walk my way down the corridor as fast as I can up to the door to my room. Behind me, I could still hear the footsteps of the person on the stairs and I assumed they would be going past the seventh floor.

However, just when I pulled my keycard out of my clutch bag and tapped it onto the card reader of my door, I am pushed into my room almost making me stumble to the floor before I hear my door get slammed behind me. Turning on my heels, I see Jungkook standing at my door heavily breathing and still continuing to look furious.

"You think I moved on?" He spits angrily, "you think that I haven't been hurt since we've not spoken to each other?"

Step by step he gets closer to me, but I just stand there, listening to him rant.

"You have no idea how fucking mad I got because Chris was able to speak to you, touch you. Just because you saw some woman coming down this corridor doesn't mean I'm off sleeping with other women behind your back," he seethes breathlessly, "I don't give a shit about anyone else but you."

By now he's closed the gap between us and is standing just before me. His scent wafts into my nostrils and I find myself silently breathing it in since I've missed it so much.

"I've missed you so damn much," he continues to seeth, "that I even signed your contract to get you to come over here so that I don't miss the chance to talk to you again. Hell, I didn't want any other man getting you while I was out here."

Blinking rapidly in shock at his confession, I continue to stand where I am trying to process everything.

So he hadn't moved on?

"That girl I was dancing with was to distract me from Chris being all over you," he hisses, "I gave up on her because she isn't you, (Your name)."

Then he stops ranting, staring furiously into my eyes while I stand there and bite my lip from smiling. Even though he's told me all of this while being absolutely furious, I've found that happiness has busted its way into my body knowing he's felt the same way I have. The sudden urge to kiss him plunges its way into my brain and I go into autopilot.

Grabbing the back of his head, I smash my lips onto his only to have the kiss given back to me immediately. His hands grab the small of my back to bring me closer to him. The kiss is angry and forceful, but I enjoy it nonetheless since it's the first physical contact I have had with him for over a week. Although, I break the kiss moments later to stare at him in the eyes lustfully and with a smirk.

"You know," I begin teasingly, "Chris asked me out on a date for tomorrow."

Amusingly, I hear a low growl rumble at the back of his throat while he continues to stare furiously into my eyes.

"What did you say?" He growls holding me tighter at the small of my back.

"I haven't given him an answer yet," I continue to tease before stepping out of his clutch and turning my back to him to step carefully over to the side of the bed, "I might accept him on it."

Slowly, I brush the strap on my right shoulder off my skin before proceeding to do the same to the left strap then letting go of my dress for it to pool around my ankles. Standing in only a thong and my heels, I hear a gasp behind me and I smile knowing I still have the same effect on him.