[on a break, don't wait for updates on this, read my new ones or old ones ffs for that time period] You shouldn’t be here. Not in his club. Not in the dim hallway leading to his private room—where the walls breathe danger and the air tastes like sin. But the moment Jeon Jungkook steps out of the shadows, the truth hits you hard: your body was made for a man like him to ruin. His gaze drags over you like a touch—slow, hungry, claiming. Your curves, your trembling thighs, your naïve innocence… He sees all of it. He wants all of it. And Jungkook isn’t the kind of man who pretends otherwise. One step closer and you feel your knees weaken. One brush of his fingers and your breath breaks in your throat. One quiet command from his lips—and your sinful, too-responsive body answers before your mind can think. You walked into his club out of curiosity. But you’re staying because his darkness feels like gravity… and his touch feels like a promise you’re not strong enough to resist. In his room, under his stare, with his hands guiding your heat— you’re no longer innocent. You’re his temptation. His fixation. His next obsession to break open. And Jungkook? He’s ready to claim every trembling inch you don’t know how to hide.