Jeon Jungkook, a starry-eyed dreamer in search of Mr. Right, yearns for the perfect romance.
Taehyung, a magnetic force, walks into Jungkook's life, not as a romantic prospect but as a father-in-law. As their worlds collide, desire sparks forbidden...
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
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author's note📝:
Sorry, I forgot to put tags in details before. 🥲 Now that I have edited the tags, please read the book description first and then continue reading the book.
This book is not about a couple that promises a lifetime or poetic, deep dialogue; there will be relationship development, and in the end, both of them will be together, but its procedures will not be soft and emotional but complex, which I don't think is to everyone's liking, and the characters are open-minded, meaning they'll be logical instead of emotional most of the time.
Ah, I don't know how to describe the book properly, sorry. 😐
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Taehyung looked at Jungkook. His gaze fixed on the sight before him—Jungkook's nipples still erect, visible through the thin fabric, the wet spot on his crimson boxers, and the tantalising display of his thick thighs. Taehyung couldn't help but feel a primal urge, an overwhelming longing to fuse their bodies together right then and there.
"Get out." Taehyung's voice dripped with a mix of desire and frustration, snapping Jungkook out of his dazed state.
The younger man blinked, looking at Taehyung with a pout, clearly disappointed.
"What? You got my cock what you begged for; now leave." Taehyung's tone was filled with a commanding authority that sent shivers down Jungkook's spine. He knew better than to defy Taehyung's dominant nature.
The thought of being flipped, helplessly succumbing to Taehyung's will like a ragdoll, sent a shiver of anticipation down his own body. Damn, he wanted to be fucked. by Taehyung...
Jungkook retorted, his voice laced with a touch of sass, "Rude, just a few minutes before, I p-pleased you."
Taehyung's head drooped onto his hand as he sighed. "Did I ask you to do that?" His voice was laced with a mix of annoyance and amusement, his words hitting Jungkook like a blow. The younger man's cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
"It was you being whore for my cock for the past month and a half, not me. So, stop throwing a tantrum. And next time, learn to suck a cock properly, or else you'll be kicked out by every man you encounter."
Jungkook murmured, feeling slightly offended, "I've never sucked any cock with so much determination before."
A smirk played on Taehyung's lips as he found Jungkook's vulnerable state adorable. "And was that your best?" he questioned, his voice thick with amusement.
Jungkook's eyebrow raised, a hint of determination in his eyes. "But you enjoyed it," he shot back.
"Yeah, because for free, I don't think I could ask for more. Otherwise, for this mouth and useless tongue of yours, I wouldn't even give you 0.5 dollars," Taehyung's words stung, a mixture of humiliation and pleasure washing over Jungkook. He was accustomed to receiving compliments, not enduring such degradation.
