INTRODUCTION:

Title- When she was supposed to kill him but ends up cumming on his hand.

Trope- Assassin X Target

Characters- Jeon Jungkook X Y/n

Mood- Forced proximity. Forbidden. Obsession. Lust.

His name is Jeon Jungkook he is the Korean mafia don and runs the largest most feared Mafia in the world he is feared by everyone and he fears no one and nothing. He has dark black hair and piercing brown eyes he is 27 years old and 6'4 he has tattoos just about everywhere he is very strong and has a large muscular frame and has clear tan skin he always wears sliver rings and chains he is dominant, funny, possessive, flirty, caring and fearless he always wears black suits that are tailored perfectly to his frame he has large veiny arms and hands he has sharp features and a sharp jawline. He gets what he wants and does what he wants without hesitation, he is a billionaire CEO one of the richest man alive.

You are a drop-dead gorgeous assassin Jungkook has been your biggest enemy for years and you have been his biggest threat. You guys have had so many fights trying to kill each other multiple times giving each other different scars each time

You are on a mission to kill a bunch of Korean smugglers, it is the dead of night you are on-top of a building with your sniper about to take the shot when you see Jungkook talking to the Russian mafia boss.

Her POV:

A smirk appeared on my face. Jungkook must have sensed my gaze. Of course he would. He is smart. His gaze flicks up to the rooftop, spotting me with that signature smirk. He says something to the Russian boss before striding away, his black suit impeccable despite the late hour. He approaches the building’s edge, looking up at me with those piercing brown eyes. “Assassin.”

“Of course, Jeon. It’s me.” I say before shooting Russian in head.

The Russian boss drops dead instantly from precise shot. Jungkook watches his body hit the ground with expression. He pulls out his gun slowly, pointing it at me without hesitation. “You always ruin my business meetings.” His voice echoes slightly due to the distance and the night wind. “Lower your weapon.”

“Come on, Jeon. Don’t act like you don’t enjoy seeing me. And I’m not here to kill you.” I said looking straight into his eyes. “Yet.”

His lips curled into smile, “Why you love me so much?”

If he is trying to get in my nerves…it is working. “Love? The only thing I feel for you is hatred.” I spit before getting up and walking away.

“STOP!”

I turned around to see him now climbing the wall. “What the fuck! What are you doing?” My brows furrowed as I walked to the edge of building and helped him get up.

As soon as he came up, he was towering me under moonlight. His presence suddenly consuming me. Again. “You think I don’t know?”

“What?”

“I know! Ok. I know that you got at least 1000 chances to kill me but you DID NOT. Why?” He asked as he took step towards me.

I licked my bottom lip. He noticed? But how? I sighed. Yes, it’s true that I could have shot him today too…but I don’t know why every time I try to, I just can’t. I feel something stronger for I know it. I just can’t let him know that he is affecting my insides. That is another reason why I hate him so much, because I can’t hate him at all.

“I have other important things to take care of. You are just not that important.” I whispered before turning away from him.

A cold barrel pressed against my back before his hand grabbed my throat, pulling me flush against his hard chest. My back now pressed to his front. I could feel his hot breath on my neck, sending shivers down my spine. His signature perfume making me weak in the knees.

“Come on, baby. We both know that’s not true.” He whispered before biting my ear.

“Shh…what are you doing Jeon?” I hissed and said trying to sound like I was irritated.

He just chuckled before leaving wet kisses on my ear. His warm mouth making my insides collapse.

“I know you like it when I come near you…” His other hand crawling to my waist, playing with the waistband of my leggings. “when I touch you…” His finger dipping inside my leggings…descending down…his fingers brushing against my wet folds. My mouth falling open in silent moan. I rest my head on his shoulder. “when I touch your body…” His middle finger dipped inside my pussy. His voice hoarse and rough as he whispers into my ear. “when I touch your soul.”

Why? Why am I not pushing him away? Why am I loving his presence? Do I really love him? My all thoughts left my mind as he turned my head to side before crashing his lips against mine.

He is being so gentle, as if he is scared of breaking me. Him being so caring scares me. What if I fall for him harder than I can imagine?

“Mhmm...” I moan into his mouth.

His POV:

Her moan makes blood rush straight to my cock, making it painfully hard. I sucked on her lower lips, slightly biting it. She pushed her tongue inside my mouth. Our tongue brushed against each other, fighting for dominance. My finger curled inside her warm pussy, the way she clenches on my finger every time I press my thumb on her clit.

I pull away from kiss when she taps my hand. “Jeonn…ahhh, I-I’m cumming!”

Kissing her chin, “I know baby. Come for daddy, love.”

Pulling my finger out…thrusted back in as I pressed hard on her clit and she came undone on my hand. Taking my fingers out of her leggings, I kiss her head one last time before stepping away from her.

“See I knew that you love me.”

She turned to face me. Her face flushed due to orgasm.

“This doesn’t prove anything.” She breaths.

I walk to her, “Of course it does, love.”

Tucking hair behind her ear, “You didn’t stop me because you wanted it.”

She just looks at me, her chest rising and falling. “You are an asshole.”

A smirk crawled my lip before pulling her into hug. “I love you Y/n.” Holding her into my embrace feels as if I’m holding my world. As if I’ve finally found the peace I was desperately searching for years. It’s her now. Inside her. It scares me…the power, the control, the effect she has on me. She just doesn’t know it yet. She could ask me die and I would with a smile.

Her eyes saying the emotions that she hasn’t realized yet. I know she loves me. She is mine. And I will make sure every part in her knows who she belongs to.

I felt her tears as my shirt got wet before she whispers, “I love you too, Jeon.”