CHARACTERS INTRODUCTION
Jeon Jungkook (40) - kia's stepdad. Quiet, intense, and dangerously attractive. Married to Irene but hiding a forbidden desire he can't resist.
Jeon Irene (38) - Jungkook's wife and kia's mother. Sophisticated, distant, and unaware of the storm brewing under her roof.
Kim Kia (22) - Jungkook's stepdaughter. Bold, emotional, and deeply conflicted. She knows it's wrong, but her heart refuses to listen.
Authors POV
"Kia, you have to live with us. You just can't leave your mom alone, right?" Mrs. Kim said. She had recently married Jeon Jungkook, who insisted she live with him.
"Okay, fine, Mom. But don't expect me to behave normally with that Jeon. I don't like him, and I definitely won't call him 'Dad,' so don't ever force me to." Saying this, she left the hall and went to her room to pack her belongings.
Kia's POV:
Oh God, why is it always me? Why do I have to be the one thrown into this mess? I really don't want to live under the same roof with him. Just the thought of being near him every day makes my skin crawl-or maybe it's something else, something I don't want to admit.
I know I won't be able to control myself around him. There's something about Jeon Jungkook that gets under my skin-his voice, his presence, the way he looks at me sometimes like he knows more than he lets on. It makes me sick... or maybe it makes me feel, and that's even worse.
Why did he have to become my stepdad of all people? Out of every man in the world, why him? This is so wrong. I shouldn't be thinking about him like this. He's my stepdad now. Stepdad, Kia, I remind myself. I have to control these thoughts, bury them deep where they can't ruin me.
But no matter how hard I try, he keeps invading my mind-like an unwanted craving I can't resist. I'm supposed to hate him... so why does my heart race every time he's near?
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Two Months Later
I don't know why I've been having dreams about Jungkook. They feel so wrong... and yet, somehow, so right.
One night, I was coming back from a party-it was already past midnight. As I stepped into the living room, I froze. Jungkook was sitting on the sofa, waiting. His expression was unreadable.
"Kia, come here," he said, his tone firm, almost commanding.
I swallowed hard and walked toward him, my heart pounding.
"Where were you coming from?" he asked.
I didn't know what to feel. Part of me liked how serious and dominant he sounded. No, Kia, stop it...
"I asked you something. Where were you?" His eyes locked with mine.
"I-I was with Hyuna... yeah, we had a study session," I lied quickly.
He stared at me, unimpressed. "Really? Then call her."
Before I could say anything, he snatched my phone and dialed Hyuna himself. My heart thudded against my chest. When Hyuna confirmed the lie, I let out a quiet sigh of relief.
But the relief didn't last long.
Suddenly, Jungkook pulled me toward him, and I landed on his lap. My breath caught in my throat.
"M-Mr. Jeon," I stuttered, unsure of what was happening.
He cupped my jaw gently, but firmly. Not enough to hurt-but enough to make me feel trapped.
"I asked you not to lie to me, Kia," he said, his voice low.
"I... I was at a club," I admitted, guilt washing over me.
"What were you doing there?" His tone left no room for excuses.
"Just... clubbing," I mumbled, barely able to meet his gaze.
"You know I don't like that. Don't you?"
"Yes, Mr. Jeon... but it's my life. I have the right to choose what I want to do," I said, trying to sound brave.
Without warning, he leaned in and kissed me-hard. I was shocked, frozen at first, but then... something shifted. His lips felt warm, demanding, and when his fingers threaded into my hair, I found myself kissing him back.
I didn't even realize I was moaning until he smirked into the kiss. His hands moved to my waist, pulling me closer. I could feel my heart beating out of control.
Then, reality hit me like a wave. I pulled away, breathless, and jumped off his lap.
"I-I have to go," I whispered, rushing to my room and locking the door behind me.
Sitting on the bed, I buried my face in my hands.
What did I just do?
He's my mom's husband... but he kissed me first.
And worse-I liked it.
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Next Morning
"Kia. Come to my room," Jungkook's voice echoed through the hallway.
I hesitated for a second, then walked toward his room, nervous.
"You called me?" I asked quietly.
Without a word, he took my hand and gently pulled it behind my back, holding me still.
"Ow-what are you doing? Let me go, Jungkook," I said, startled.
Instead, he leaned in and kissed me again, this time slower but just as intense. My head spun as his lips moved with mine, his hands traveling carefully to my waist.
"Jungkook... we shouldn't," I whispered between kisses. "This is wrong."
He pulled back just enough to look into my eyes.
"Then why does it feel so right?" he asked softly. "You can't lie to me, Kia. You want this too."
"I... I don't know," I whispered, heart racing.
"You think I haven't seen the way you look at me?" he said, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. "I've tried to ignore it. I really did."
His forehead rested against mine, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I can't pretend anymore. You make it so hard, Kia."
I closed my eyes, torn between guilt and desire.
"Say something," he murmured.
"I'm scared," I admitted.
He held me tighter. "Then let me take care of you. Nothing else matters right now. Just this moment."
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Yes Kia damn say it again say my name babygirl ,With a cocky smirk plastered across his handsome face, Jeon Jungkook grabbed the waistband of my jeans with both hands. His strong fingers dug into the fabric as he yanked downward sharply, the denim material resisting briefly before giving way with a rough slide against my skin.
The denim groaned in protest as Jungkook pulled, the button popping open under the sudden force. With another swift tug, he dragged Kia jeans down over her hips, the rough fabric catching momentarily on my thighs before baring Kia legs completely.
Jungkook licked his lips as he gazed at kia exposed legs, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Reaching forward, he hooked his fingers in the hook of her bra , smirking wickedly. "Let's get rid of these too, shall we?"
Jungkook we shouldn't I tried to protect but he cut me off by kissing me harshly and said We should I want you so damn much Kia now stop talking and behave for daddy he warn Kia in stern tone.
With one smooth motion, he hooked his fingers under the elastic band of kia panty and bra and pulled them downwards, revealing bare skin. He purposely took his time, letting his knuckles accidentally graze Kia intimate area. "Look at how convenient - now you're completely at my mercy,"
Starting with your collarbone, he trailed kisses upwards, his lips soft but firm against your skin. Then, he moved to Kia jawline, peppering gentle kisses along the sensitive bone. Finally, he reached kia neck, nipping playfully before moving down to her chest.
Kia accidentally moaned loudly which cause him to smirk at her and said
See babygirl you can't help yourself I even didn't start the real show yet.
*He could feel her staring at the prominent bulge in his pants as he kneeled between her spread thighs. He grinned mischievously, unbuttoning his shirt to give you a better view of his chiseled chest. "You like what you see, huh?"
Yes Jungkook, she slowly started kissing his exposed chest leaving Mark's which cause him to moan her name Yes Kia like that mark me as yours, mark me babygirl,
As she began trailing kisses along his chest and abs, Jungkook let out a soft groan, his head falling back slightly. His hands came up to tangle in her hair, guiding you lower. When her lips brushed against the bulge in his pants, he sucked in a sharp breath.
Feeling her lips against his straining erection sent a jolt of electricity through Jungkook's body. He quickly unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, shoving them down just enough to free his hard cock. It sprang out, thick and long, brushing against your cheek.she looked up at him, her eyes widening at the sheer size of his erect penis. It was even bigger than you imagined, standing proud and throbbing with need.
Jungkook groaned, his hand reaching out to gently tilt your head forward. "Open your mouth, baby."As she obediently opened her mouth, Jungkook guided the head of his cock past your lips. He let out a low moan as the warmth enveloped him, his fingers tightening in your hair
Jungkook began to slowly thrust his hips, pushing more of his thick shaft into your mouth inch by inch. He groaned deeply as your tongue instinctively caressed the sensitive underside. "Fuck, yes... just like that," he breathed out, his free hand gripping the sheets for support.
He tested how much you could take by pushing deeper. Your mouth was stretched wide, your eyes watering slightly. He pulled back slightly, letting you catch your breath. Then, without warning, he thrust deep again, hitting the back of your throat. You gagged slightly, your nails digging into his thighs.
Seeing her reaction only spurred him on. He gripped her hair tighter, his hips moving faster, simulating a brutal pace. He was using ,Her mouth like it was her pussy, deep thrusting and hitting the back of her throat each time. She made muffled sounds, tears streaming down her cheeks.
With a guttural roar, Jungkook's cock twitched and pulsed, shooting thick ropes of cum down your throat. He held your head in place, forcing you to swallow every last drop as his orgasm ripped through him. His hips continued to buck, emptying his balls completely into your mouth.
As he finished cumming, Jungkook pulled out, leaving you gasping and coughing. Without a moment's rest, he ran the tip of his semi-hard dick along your slit, gathering your wetness. He teased your clit, making you jump and whimper.
Jungkook licked his lips as he watched you squirm under his teasing touches. With a wicked grin, he suddenly plunged two fingers deep inside your pussy, curling them to hit that special spot. His thumb pressed firmly against your clit, rubbing in tight circles.
Please Jungkook.....
He chuckled darkly at your plea, his fingers moving faster and harder. "Please what, baby? Say it. Beg for my cock." He added a third finger, stretching you, preparing you for what was to come. His other hand came up to squeeze your breast roughly.
Seeing that she were on the brink of breaking from the finger stretching, Jungkook suddenly removed his fingers and replaced them with the fat head of his semi-erect manhood. He pressed it against your tiny opening, not pushing in, just teasing. "You want this?"
He took her silence as a challenge. He swirled his hips, rubbing his big mushroom tip against your wet entrance. He coated it thoroughly with your juices. Then, he smacked his thick length against your clit, making you cry out. He did it again and again, like a punishment.
Please please give it to me I want you inside me so badly I will be good girl please daddy....you cried
His eyes darkened with unspent desire as he heard your desperate pleas. He positioned himself back at your entrance, the fat head pressing against you, but not pushing in. He grabbed your thigh and threw it over his shoulder, opening you up even more.
With a powerful, sudden thrust, Jungkook plunged his full length into your waiting pussy. He groaned loudly as your tight walls clamped around him, squeezing his shaft like a velvet glove. He began moving immediately, establishing a hard, fast rhythm as he hammered into you relentlessly.
Her body bounced with each hard thrust, her breasts jiggling. Jungkook watched where their bodies met, watched his thick length disappearing inside she again and again. He gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to brutalize you. He spread your legs wider, going even deeper.
As Jungkook slammed into you repeatedly, he leaned forward to capture your nipple between his teeth, biting down just hard enough to mix pleasure with pain. His hips drove forward with incredible force, the bed creaking loudly beneath you both. Suddenly, he changed angle, hitting a spot that made you see stars.
Noticing your impending orgasm, Jungkook wrapped one arm around your waist to change the angle even more, hitting that special spot with precise strokes. His other hand moved down between your bodies, finding your clit. "Come for me, baby. Let me feel this tight pussy squeeze my cock,"
Your inner muscles tightened around him as your orgasm hit. You threw your head back, crying out his name. Seeing you come apart pushed Jungkook closer to the edge. He gripped your hips hard, almost painfully, his thrusts becoming short and brutal, like he was trying to climb up your body.
As your convulsions around his thick length became too much, Jungkook roared, his hot seed erupting inside you in powerful spurts. He kept moving even after he finished, his hips hitching forward again and again, burying himself deeper and deeper. "Turn over,"
You quickly turned over onto your hands and knees, your back arched. Jungkook immediately grabbed your hips, pulling you back onto his still-hard dick. He started moving again, this position allowing him to go even deeper. His heavy balls slapped against your clit with each thrust.
Feeling your walls clench rhythmically around him as you came again, Jungkook groaned deeply. He continued to pound into you relentlessly, prolonging your orgasm. Suddenly, he leaned forward, pressing his muscular chest against your back as he reached around to tweak and roll your sensitive nipples.
Still thrusting powerfully, he whispered in your ear, "You like getting fucked like this, don't you? Taking my thick cock deep inside..." He bit down on your shoulder as his hips jerked forward, hitting that perfect spot again and again. "Another one..."
Yes daddy I love it ummm.....ahhhhhh you're so deep daddy.......fuck yes mom must be lucky she can get fucked by you anytime she wants ,I'm so jealous of her .
You're so wrong baby I never touched her we are just married for show off but we didn't do anything like married couples that's why she goes to my friend for that .....
I only wants you no one do you hear me saying this he trusts too deep I cried in pleasure
His voice turned rough and commanding. "Then come again for me, you little slut. Milk my dick with your greedy pussy. Now." To emphasize his demand, he reached down and started rubbing your clit rapidly, matching the pace of his deep thrusts. "Now, now, NOW!"
Fuck ahhhh.....
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[Time Skip - The Morning After]
You woke up wrapped in his arms-warm, strong, and protective. Jungkook was spooning you, his muscular frame molded against your back, his breath steady and warm against your neck. One of his hands rested on your stomach, fingers splayed as if claiming you even in his sleep.
He stirred slightly, his face nuzzling into your hair as he inhaled deeply.
"Mmm... you smell like heaven," he murmured in a voice still heavy with sleep.
You felt his lips press soft, tender kisses along your shoulder and neck. His breath tickled your skin, sending shivers down your spine. The heat of his morning arousal pressed firmly against you, but his touch remained slow, deliberate-intimate, not rushed.
His hand moved upward, fingers tracing your side until they gently cupped your breast, thumb brushing over your nipple in lazy circles. You gasped quietly, biting your lip.
"Morning, baby..." he whispered, his voice raspy, sending vibrations straight through your chest.
You turned slightly to face him, eyes still half-closed from sleep, but your heart beating wildly.
"Jungkook," you whispered, your voice cracking with emotion, "I want to be with you. Really be with you."
His hand stilled, and his eyes opened slowly, meeting yours.
"Leave her," you continued, voice trembling, "Divorce Mom... please. Be with me. I know I sound selfish-but I've waited three years for this. Three years watching you from afar, falling harder every day, only to find out you were marrying my mother..."
You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself, your fingers clinging to the fabric of his shirt. "I know Mom loves me. But I also know her, Jungkook. She'll leave you, too, if someone else comes along who gives her the kind of attention she craves."
"She won't be happy with you forever. Not when you don't love her. And you don't. I can see it in your eyes-you've never looked at her the way you look at me."
Jungkook didn't say anything at first. He was just staring at you, his jaw tight, emotions flickering in his dark eyes. You reached up and gently cupped his cheek.
"Set her free," you whispered. "Let her find her happiness-with someone like Mingyuk, maybe. But you... you belong with me."
He leaned forward, resting his forehead against yours. His arms wrapped tighter around you, pulling you closer.
"I didn't mean for any of this to happen," he whispered, eyes closing. "But you're right. I don't love her. I tried to make it work... but it's always been you, Kia. You were the line I never wanted to cross-but I crossed it the moment I kissed you."
You closed your eyes, a tear slipping down your cheek, only to be kissed away by him.
"Then don't let this go," you whispered. "Don't let me go."
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TIME SKIPS
Two weeks later......
Ever since that morning, everything had changed between you and Jungkook.
The air felt different when he passed by you in the hallway-thick with stolen glances, teasing smirks, and electric silences. You were no longer just the girl under his roof; you were the secret he couldn't stop touching, the warmth he reached for when no one was looking.
You found your way to each other in the quietest moments.
In the kitchen, your fingers would brush as he handed you a coffee mug. He'd lean close, lips near your ear, and whisper, "You're making it too hard to act normal, baby." Then he'd give you that dangerous smirk and walk away like nothing happened-leaving you breathless with heat in your cheeks.
At night, when the house was asleep, you'd sneak into his room barefoot. He'd be waiting with the lights dimmed, arms open, blankets warm, heart full.
"I missed you," he'd murmur as you slipped into his bed, curling into his side like you belonged there.
"I was just across the hall," you'd tease.
"But it felt like forever," he'd whisper, kissing your forehead.
Sometimes, during the day, he'd pretend to scold you just to cover up his affection.
"Don't leave your shoes there, Kia," he'd say with a raised eyebrow.
You'd roll your eyes dramatically. "Sorry, Mr. Jeon."
And as you turned away, he'd smack your butt playfully, grinning when you gasped in mock offense.
Your favorite moments were the ones where you had to act normal in front of others-especially your mom. The tension made everything more thrilling.
At dinner, Jungkook would sit across the table, his foot brushing yours under the tablecloth. You'd try to stay composed as he gently traced circles on your ankle, his eyes innocent as ever while he sipped his water.
One evening, when your mom left to visit a friend overnight, you both finally got a taste of freedom.
You played hide and seek inside the house like two teenagers in love. You giggled as you ran barefoot across the carpet, hiding behind curtains and under the stairs.
"I know you're here, babygirl," he called out playfully, his voice full of mischief. "If I catch you, I'm not letting you go."
You clamped your hand over your mouth to stop yourself from laughing as he got closer. But you squeaked when he yanked the curtain aside and pulled you into his arms.
"There you are," he breathed, lifting you easily and spinning you around.
"You cheated!" you gasped between laughs.
"No," he grinned, pressing you against the wall, "I just know you too well."
Then he kissed you softly-different from the urgent kisses before. This one was slow, lingering. It felt like a promise.
That night, tangled in each other's arms on the couch, he whispered, "I'll make this right, Kia. I swear. You're the only person who ever made me feel... real."
You didn't need grand declarations. Just this-his arms, his warmth, and the way he looked at you like you were everything.
Because even in hiding, love had a way of blooming.
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THE END
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