His kidnapper asked stepping towards him slowly, "So, JEON..JUNG..KOOK. Come on tell me your fantasies. How do you like to get fucked? I mean rough, slow. Oh hold on, I think you would fit into BDSM play". He trailed his eyes down to his crotch lust...
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"The so-called 'bat' who designed this house? That would be me."
Jungkook's eyes widened in surprise. "Oh," he paused ...began hesitantly, "you... well, it's... certainly... something mister. Very... uniquely shadowy. And... enormous. Truly, incredibly vast. You could probably get lost and establish your own little society in here. It's... memorable."
"Alright, that's enough," Taehyung cut him off annoyingly. The drama was over, at least for now.
"Well, thank you for your assistance, sister. You can go now," JK said, gripping the wheelchair handle. Turning his attention to Taehyung, he inquired, "Where is your room? Allow me to escort you there."
"Wait a moment," Taehyung instructed, summoning his house staff. He then directed one of them to provide Jungkook with a tour of the residence. He questioned, "And you, mister? Where do you intend to go?"
"Stay out of my affairs. This is your first and final warning, is that clear?" Taehyung stated firmly before departing with both of them. JK let out a soft sigh, trailing behind the staff member who was meticulously showcasing every part of the house as if they were priceless artifacts. His knees felt unsteady, and he eventually halted. "Excuse me, ma'am, I think I've had enough for today. Perhaps I can continue the tour tomorrow," he suggested politely. After changing his clothes, he gratefully collapsed onto the bed, utterly drained. It had been more than hours since Taehyung had left, and a quiet stillness had settled over the house, leaving JK with a growing sense of boredom. Just as he was about to reach for his phone, a high-pitched, insistent bark echoed from behind him. JK turned, his eyes widening with instant delight, a wide smile spreading across his face.
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(Ohh, I suddenly missing him. 😔 Rest in peace, dear little soul.)
There, a tiny ball of cream and brown fluff stood, tail wagging furiously, still emitting those small, determined barks. The pet sitter, her brow furrowed with concern, hurried into the room. "Sir, I am so sorry about puppy's behavior," she apologized, her voice flustered. "He's very protective of Mr. Kim, especially when he senses someone new in the house while Master (Mr. Kim) is away."
