BUSINESS RIVALRY (FOURSOME)

CHARACTERS

Kim Taehyung (32): CEO of Vante Corp. Charismatic, composed, and fiercely competitive. Married to Kim YN.

Kim YN (28): A graceful and intelligent woman who supports her husband, but secretly questions the cost of their success.

Jeon Jungkook (30): CEO of JK Industries. Fiery, ambitious, and unrelenting in his rivalry with Taehyung. Married to Jeon Kia.

Jeon Kia (27): Strong-willed and elegant, she manages her husband's public image.

AUTHOR'S POV

-

The city lights glimmered outside Taehyung's office window, but he barely noticed. His jaw clenched as he tossed the business proposal across the polished table.

"Why him?" he snapped. "Of all people, why does it have to be Jeon Jungkook?"

His advisor stood silently nearby, used to these outbursts. "Because he's your biggest competition... and unfortunately, the only one who can greenlight this merger without dragging it through court."

Taehyung ran a hand through his perfectly styled hair, muttering under his breath, "That man's a thorn in my side. No-he's a pain in the ass."

He paced across the room, his sharp shoes echoing against the marble floor. "He delays agreements, undercuts bids, smiles like he's doing you a favor while stabbing you in the back."

"Exactly why we're suggesting a dinner," the advisor replied calmly. "Not a boardroom. A dinner. With both wives present. Make it look personal. Break the ice."

Taehyung scoffed. "Break the ice? I'd rather break his jaw."

Still, deep down, he knew the advisor was right. The media already labeled them as Seoul's cold war-two titans circling the same empire. One misstep, and the fallout would be costly.

With a frustrated sigh, he picked up his phone. "Fine. Invite them. Here. Saturday night."

"And your wife?" the advisor asked gently.

Taehyung paused. His eyes softened slightly. "YN will be perfect, as always."

-

Elsewhere - JK Industries

"Dinner with Taehyung?" Jungkook leaned back in his chair, a mocking smile tugging at his lips. "I didn't realize he missed me that much."

Kia gave him a look. "It's not about friendship, Jungkook. It's business. And apparently, you're both too stubborn to act like adults."

He grinned. "Where's the fun in being an adult?"

Kia folded her arms, watching him. "Don't provoke him. Just go, listen, and try not to burn down the dining room with your ego."

Jungkook chuckled but said nothing. The truth was, Taehyung got under his skin too-his perfect image, his flawless reputation, his always-so-graceful wife.

"Let's give them a night to remember," Jungkook said with a glint in his eyes.

Kia narrowed hers. "I don't like that tone."

"You will," he replied coolly, standing to get ready.

-

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The grand entrance of the Kim residence was bathed in soft amber lights, casting warm shadows along the white marble walls. The staff stood ready, every detail of the evening orchestrated to reflect perfection-just the way Taehyung liked it.

As the clock struck 8:00 PM, the Jeons arrived.

Taehyung opened the door himself, his expression composed, charming-yet unmistakably distant.

"Jungkook," he said smoothly, lips curved into a polite smile. "You're five minutes late. I suppose time runs differently in JK Industries."

Jungkook returned the smile effortlessly. "Ah, sorry, hyung. I forgot Vante Corp runs on Swiss watches and pride."

"Of course," Taehyung replied, stepping aside. "Come in. Try not to trip over the elegance."

Kia stifled a smile. YN, standing nearby in an off-white silk gown, stepped forward with grace and calm. "We're so glad you could make it."

Kia's expression softened as she greeted YN with genuine warmth. "Thank you for having us. Your home is... breathtaking."

"I try," YN said gently, linking her arm with Taehyung's out of habit.

-

In the Dining Room

The dining table was set for four-crystal glasses, gold-rimmed plates, fresh lilies in a silver vase at the center. Soft instrumental jazz played in the background, but the real music was in the conversation.

"So," Jungkook began, taking a sip of his wine, "how does it feel running a company that hasn't been bought out yet? Must be exhausting keeping it all afloat."

Taehyung chuckled, his voice smooth. "Oh, it's refreshing actually-especially when I look across the industry and see people trying so hard to catch up."

Kia raised a brow subtly. YN gave a small, practiced smile, reaching for her glass.

"You know," Taehyung added, "I often wonder how JK Industries manages to stay relevant. It's impressive... considering your marketing team's addiction to copying ours."

Jungkook laughed. "What can I say? We take inspiration from the best. Or at least from those who think they're the best."

"Ah," Taehyung mused, "humility never was your strong suit."

"And delusion was always yours," Jungkook quipped back.

For a second, the room fell into silence-but it was quickly smoothed over by YN's soft voice.

"Dinner is ready," she said kindly. "Shall we sit?"

-

At the Table

They dined on grilled sea bass and garlic potatoes, with red wine flowing easily-but the words between the men continued to dance like a blade's edge.

"I heard your last investor pulled out," Taehyung said casually, cutting his food with precise motions. "That must've been... inconvenient."

Jungkook leaned forward with a glint in his eyes. "Only for a day. Then two more walked in-bigger names. You know how it is. Power attracts power."

"Mm," Taehyung replied, not missing a beat. "Unless it repels class."

YN glanced at him quickly, a slight warning in her gaze. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze under the table-his way of saying: I'm fine.

But he wasn't.

And neither was Jungkook.

Because beneath the laughter, beneath the poised wives and the expensive wine, two empires were staring each other down in silk and silkier words.

-

The sound of clinking cutlery and soft jazz filled the dining room. Taehyung poured another splash of wine into YN's glass before offering the bottle toward Kia, who politely declined.

"It's funny," Jungkook began, swirling his drink, voice calmer now. "How the media loves to pit us against each other. Sometimes I wonder if they even know we've sat at the same table before."

Taehyung chuckled softly, setting his glass down. "Yes... it's always more entertaining to paint enemies than competitors."

Kia gave a small, tight smile. "You both do a good job of feeding that narrative."

"Hmm," YN hummed lightly, "I think people are just intrigued by two powerful men who refuse to admit they admire each other."

Both men turned to look at her. Jungkook's eyebrow arched. Taehyung's expression barely changed.

"Admiration?" Jungkook echoed, resting his elbows on the table. "I suppose there's something admirable about Vante's ability to survive scandal after scandal."

Taehyung simply leaned back, folding his arms calmly. "And I suppose there's something admirable about JK Industries still standing with such... flamboyant decision-making."

The tone was light. The words were sharp.

Kia finally sighed, loudly. "Oh my god. Are you two seriously going to keep this up all night?"

The men looked up, momentarily surprised.

"I mean, really," Kia continued, her voice rising slightly. "You both agreed to this dinner so we could find peace, right? But all you've done is throw polite insults while wearing fake smiles."

YN placed her fork down. "She's right."

Taehyung blinked. "YN-"

"No," she said, her voice steady but firm. "You said you'd try, Tae. You promised. But this isn't trying. This is pretending."

"And you too, Jungkook," Kia added, turning toward her husband. "Do you think I don't notice when your voice goes cold but your mouth smiles? This rivalry is exhausting - for everyone."

A long silence followed.

The jazz music continued, absurdly calm in the background.

Jungkook sat back slowly. Taehyung tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his gaze fixed on a spot just past Kia's shoulder.

Then Taehyung spoke - quieter than before. "So... what do you suggest? That we hug it out? Apologize? Laugh like old friends?"

"No," YN said calmly, "we suggest that for once, you stop being CEOs... and start being husbands."

Kia nodded. "Because while you're busy trying to win a war no one cares about, you're losing the people who care about you the most."

Taehyung and Jungkook exchanged a glance - and for the first time that evening, the smirk was gone.

There it was.

The crack in the ice.

-

The silence after Kia and YN's outburst lingered long enough to feel sacred. For the first time since the evening began, Taehyung and Jungkook weren't performing.

They were simply... quiet.

Kia leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, clearly tired. YN took a deep breath, her fingers nervously brushing a curl behind her ear as she avoided her husband's gaze.

It was Jungkook who finally spoke, softer than before.

"Maybe you're right," he murmured, glancing briefly at Kia before looking elsewhere-somewhere across the table.

Somewhere directly at YN.

She didn't notice it at first. But then... she did.

His eyes were on her, lingering. Not aggressive, not flirty. Just present. And too focused for comfort.

She shifted in her seat.

And while she turned her gaze down to the plate in front of her, another pair of eyes - Taehyung's - had already found Kia.

He hadn't meant to stare. Not intentionally. But something about the way her jaw tightened when she was frustrated, the fire in her voice when she defended her peace... it was magnetic.

Taehyung watched her now as she poured herself a small glass of water, her brows slightly furrowed in concentration. Her lips parted to sigh again - and he noticed. Noted.

Kia, in her distraction, didn't even catch his gaze.

But Jungkook did.

And his jaw ticked.

His stare - intense now - was locked on YN again. On the way she delicately dabbed the corners of her lips with her napkin. On the way she cleared her throat softly and reached for the wine, avoiding his eyes like they were fire.

Taehyung noticed too.

That his wife had grown quiet.

That she had started twirling the stem of her wine glass, not out of nervousness... but out of awareness.

A flicker of something passed between the men. Unspoken, slow-burning, heavier than their earlier banter.

It wasn't business anymore.

The war was no longer about numbers or headlines.

It had shifted.

And somewhere beneath the chandelier light and polished wine glasses, a new kind of tension began to stir.

Not of rivalry.

But of temptation.

And they all felt it.

-

TIME SKIPS

Kim Taehyung and Jeon Jungkook were deep in thought, their expressions unreadable. You, caught up in small talk with Kia, didn't notice the silent conversation happening between the two men.

The two men exchanged a long, meaningful look. Then, Jungkook cleared his throat, his voice low and measured. "Ladies, we were wondering... if you'd be open to... sharing your husbands' attention tonight. With each other."

"Aren't you guys business rivals you said"

Taehyung nodded, leaning forward slightly. "We are," he agreed. "But tonight isn't about business. It's about... possibilities." He glanced at Jungkook, who added, "And maybe finding something more than rivalry between us."

"You then looked at kia",The room grew quiet, the air thick with tension and anticipation. Kia's eyes darted between you and the two men, her expression thoughtful. Slowly, she nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "If... if you're both okay with it, I am." She looked at you, seeking confirmation.

"As you nods your head in agreement, Kia hugged you tightly, Jungkook and Taehyung shared a smug smile, their rivalry momentarily forgotten in the face of the exciting arrangement unfolding before them. The night was young, and the possibilities were endless. Little did they know, this shared moment would change their lives forever.

"Only if you guys forget your business rivalry you said",Both men nodded solemnly, their hands reaching out to gently grasp yours and Kia's. Jungkook spoke first, his deep voice filled with sincerity. "We promise. Tonight and every night after, our rivalry ends here. We're just four people exploring pleasure together." Taehyung added softly,

---

With that promise sealed, Taehyung stood up smoothly and extended a hand towards Kia. "Kia, why don't you come sit on my lap for a moment?" Simultaneously, Jungkook turned to you with a charming smile, patting his own lap invitingly."You come here too."

Kia hesitated briefly before placing her hand in Taehyung's and sitting gently on his lap. You followed suit, sitting on Jungkook's lap with your back against his chest. The sudden closeness sent shivers down both your spines as strong arms wrapped around your waists possessively.

"Interesting dynamics tonight, isn't it?" Taehyung whispered, looking at you with warm eyes while one hand slowly stroked Kia's back. Jungkook pressed a gentle kiss to your hair, "Never thought I'd be sharing my wife with another man, especially Tae."

Both men started simultaneously, their touches gentle yet intentional. Taehyung's fingers traced lazy patterns on Kia's exposed shoulder while Jungkook's hand slowly caressed your bare thigh. The room filled with soft moans as they explored each other's wives, the dynamic intimate and charged with new sensation.

Jungkook's skilled mouth on your sensitive collarbone sent waves of pleasure through your body. He could feel your moans vibrating against his chest as he continued to suck and lick the delicate skin. Meanwhile, Taehyung had slipped his hand under Kia's shirt, caressing her breast through her bra.

Encouraged by your responsive moans, Jungkook unbuttoned your shirt slowly, revealing more of your skin. He continued his assault on your collarbone and neck, leaving a trail of red marks. At the same time, Taehyung unhooked Kia's bra, freeing her breasts.

Taehyung leaned Kia back against his chest, supporting her weight completely, and began to tease and play with her bare breasts. Jungkook pushed your shirt off your shoulders totally, then moved his mouth down to suck gently on your cleavage, making you writhe in his lap.

"Ahhhh....Jungkook ","Shh... you're being too loud, yn," Jungkook whispered against your skin, purposely moving his tongue in patterns that made you whimper more. Meanwhile, Taehyung pinched Kia's nipple gently, causing her to gasp loudly. The air was thick with heat and moans.

Kia's loud moans filled the room as Taehyung continued to tease her nipples, rolling them between his fingers and sucking them into his mouth. Jungkook's hand slid under your skirt, finding you already wet. He slipped a finger inside you without warning, making you cry out loudly.

"Fuck ahhhhh...",Jungkook smirked against your neck as you cursed, adding another finger and crooking them just right to hit that sensitive spot inside you. Taehyung lifted Kia up and sat her on the edge of the coffee table, spreading her legs wide and diving between them with his mouth.

Kia's loud "AHHH!" echoed through the room as Taehyung sucked hard on her sensitive spot. You arched your back as Jungkook's fingers picked up speed, his thumb rubbing your clit. You both moaned loudly, the room filled with wet sounds and cries of pleasure.

"Jungkook... I'm cuming!" you cried out as your body convulsed around his fingers. At the same moment, Kia screamed Taehyung's name in ecstasy on the coffee table. Both boys grinned wickedly at each other over their wives' writhing bodies.

Jungkook ripped open the condom packet with his teeth and quickly rolled it on himself while you watched hungrily. On the coffee table, Kia had pulled Taehyung's pants down and was already sucking him hard, her head bobbing up and down enthusiastically.

Jungkook grabbed your hips and positioning himself at your entrance, he slammed inside you hard without warning. You moaned loudly, gripping the couch. Meanwhile, Taehyung threw his head back with a groan as Kia deepthroated him, her hands playing with his balls.

Jungkook started pounding into you relentlessly, his hips slapping against your ass. You could hear Kia gagging and choking as she took Taehyung deeper and deeper.

"Fuck... Kia... swallow it all," Taehyung groaned as he came hard into her mouth. Kia obediently swallowed every drop, continuing to suck him dry. Meanwhile, Jungkook grabbed your hair and pulled your head back, making you arch your back and take him even deeper.

With a smug smile, Taehyung grabbed another condom and tore open the packet with his teeth. "My turn," he said, pushing Kia down onto the coffee table and spreading her legs wide. Jungkook was fucking you so hard that the entire couch was shaking.

Taehyung entered Kia roughly from behind while Jungkook continued hammering into you mercilessly. You were moaning loudly and shamelessly begging Jungkook for more as Taehyung watched you get pounded, his cock sliding in and out of Kia's wet pussy.

Both men were fucking each other's girls hard and fast, the room filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and loud moans. Jungkook reached around and started rubbing your clit aggressively while pounding into you. Taehyung grabbed Kia's hips roughly and started fucking her even harder.

"Ahhhh....Jungkook ","You gonna come yn?" Jungkook gritted his teeth, his thrusts getting faster and deeper. "Mmmhmm," you moaned shamelessly, spreading your legs wider. Meanwhile, Kia was moaning loudly too as Taehyung hit her G-spot hard and deep.

Both girls screamed in pleasure as they came hard, Kia's pussy clenching around Taehyung's cock and your pussy squeezing Jungkook's dick. The sight of you both coming so intensely drove the boys wild.

"Fuck, I love fucking your wife," Taehyung groaned as he continued to pound into Kia. Jungkook laughed darkly and replied, "And I love fucking yours." Both men high-fived each other over the girls' bodies as they continued to fuck them hard.

Jungkook gripped your hips tightly, his cock slamming into you from behind as he teased, "You like this, baby?" Meanwhile, Taehyung drizzled honey over Kia's ass and clit, making her moan even louder as he rubbed it in gently before thrusting back into her.

Suddenly, Jungkook pulled out of you and stood up, his hard cock glistening with your juices. He walked over to Kia and Taehyung, grabbing Kia's hair and turning her head to face him. "Open your mouth," he commanded roughly. Kia obeyed without hesitation,...

Jungkook fed his wet dick to Kia, making her suck your juices off his length. "God damn," Taehyung muttered, Taehyung then spread your legs wider and entered you again from behind, making you moan loudly.

Taehyung growled possessively at your words, his thrusts becoming more aggressive. "That's right baby," he said, "I'm your husband." Meanwhile, Jungkook was enjoying watching Kia suck him off while Taehyung fucked you hard.

"Ahhhh....taehyung ","Fuck baby," Taehyung groaned, feeling your pussy tighten around him. "I'm gonna come." He slammed into you one last time before filling you up with his hot cum. Jungkook pulled out of Kia's mouth just as she was about to swallow his load.

Jungkook grabbed Kia's legs and pushed them back, spreading her wide open. Without hesitation, he buried his dick inside her wet pussy, making her scream. "Fuck, she's so tight," he moaned, starting to fuck his wife hard and deep without a condom.

Taehyung, still behind you, watched Jungkook fuck his wife raw while running his hands over your curves. "Look at how she takes that raw dick," he whispered in your ear. Jungkook gripped Kia's waist tightly, his balls slapping against her ass with each thrust.

"Fuck they look so sexy and hot I said."

Both men grinned at your sexy moans, pleased that you were enjoying the show. "You like watching me fuck my wife, baby?" Jungkook asked, his pace quickening. Taehyung moved one hand down to play with your sensitive clit as he watched Jungkook pound into Kia.

"Oh god, Jungkook... it's so deep," Kia moaned loudly, gripping the sheets beneath her. "You're stretching me out... I can feel every inch of your cock." Her face was flushed, lips parted, totally lost in pleasure as Jungkook continued ramming into her.

"Mmph... yes... right there... baby, you hit my spot," Kia cried out, her big breasts bouncing with each thrust. "Your dick is so big... it feels too good..." She spread her legs wider, taking him deeper. "Harder, baby..." she moaned.

Taehyung turned his head to meet your lips, kissing you deeply as he continued to play with your clit. He moaned into your mouth as you kissed passionately. Jungkook looked over at you both briefly before focusing back on Kia, who was moaning loudly beneath him.

Taehyung intensified his fingers on your clit as Jungkook started pounding into Kia aggressively, both of you reaching your peaks simultaneously. "Fuck yes," Jungkook groaned deeply, releasing inside Kia without pulling out. Kia screamed in pleasure as she came hard around his cock.

"Jesus," Taehyung hissed as you scratched his back deeply, making love marks. "You're so damn sexy," he murmured, pulling your legs around his waist. He slammed deep inside you, watching your breasts bounce. Your nails down his back turned him on even more.

You left deep scratch marks down Taehyung's back as he pounded into you. Meanwhile, Jungkook pulled out of Kia slowly, watching his baby-making semen leak out of her. He then saw your nails down Taehyung's back and smirked. "Damn girl," he muttered softly. Kia looked over at you both and bit her lip at the sight.She saw your back arched, nails digging deep into Taehyung's back, leaving visible red marks.

As you scratched Taehyung's back, Kia suddenly got up and crawled over to you both. She wrapped her arms around Taehyung's neck from behind and pulled him into a deep kiss over your shoulder. Taehyung moaned into the kiss, his hips still slamming into you.

While Kia kissed Taehyung over your shoulder, Jungkook moved closer to you and kissed you passionately, sucking on your lower lip intensely. His hands roamed over your body, squeezing your breasts as Taehyung continued fucking you from behind. The room filled with moans and kisses.

Kia pulled away from Taehyung's kiss to watch him take you from behind. She saw Jungkook sucking on your lower lip hungrily. "Damn," she muttered softly. Then she had an idea. She pushed your legs wider apart so Taehyung could go deeper.

With Kia pushing your legs wider, Taehyung's dick went even deeper inside you, hitting your g-spot perfectly. You screamed in pleasure. Jungkook took advantage of your open mouth from the scream and slipped his tongue inside, kissing you deeply and passionately.

As Taehyung fucked you deeply from behind, you suddenly turned your attention to Jungkook and dug your nails into his back. Jungkook groaned loudly into your mouth as you scratched his back deeply, mirroring what you did to Taehyung earlier. His eyes rolled back in pleasure.

With your nails digging into his back, Jungkook pulled you closer to him, his dick pressing against your stomach. He kissed you harder while Taehyung continued pounding into you from behind. Kia watched the scene hungrily, her hand slipping between her legs to rub herself.<"Damn,"

Jungkook suddenly pulled out and flipped Kia around, positioning her so that she was facing you. He grabbed her hips and slammed into her from behind, making her face you. Kia wrapped her arms around your neck, pressing her tits against yours as Jungkook fucked her from behind.

Kia leaned in and kissed you deeply while playing with your breasts, squeezing them and pinching your nipples. Jungkook reached around her to grab her breasts from behind, massaging them as he continued pounding into her. The room filled with the sounds of moans and wet slapping.

You moaned loudly into Kia's mouth as she kissed you passionately. Her hands squeezed your breasts harder while Jungkook's thrusts became more aggressive behind her. The sensation of Kia's lips against yours and her breasts pressed against yours made everything feel even more intense.<"Ahhh,"

You broke the kiss with Kia and leaned down to suck on her breasts, taking one nipple into your mouth while continuing to kiss and play with the other. Taehyung, seeing this, gripped your hips harder and started fucking you even harder from behind, slamming into you with each thrust.

As you sucked on Kia's breasts, your body tensed and you screamed, "I'm cumming!" into her chest. Your pussy tightened around Taehyung's dick as you reached your climax. Taehyung grunted and kept thrusting, prolonging your orgasm.

Your orgasm seemed to trigger Kia's. She moaned loudly and pressed your face against her breasts as she came hard, Jungkook's thrusts becoming erratic behind her. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming too!" she cried out before biting her lip to muffle further screams.

The room was filled with the sounds of moaning and wet slapping as the three of you continued to fuck each other. Taehyung was still pounding into you from behind, his dick coated in your cum. Jungkook was buried deep inside Kia, his hands still massaging her tits.

Jungkook pulled out of Kia and moved to kiss you deeply, his tongue exploring your mouth as he tasted Kia's flavor on your lips. At the same time, Taehyung pulled out of you and captured Kia's lips in a passionate kiss, their bodies still entwined.

---

The room was silent, lit only by the faint golden glow of the bedside lamp.

YN sat on the edge of the bed, adjusting the edge of the bedsheet around her. Jungkook walked over without a word, holding the soft cream dress she had worn earlier.

He gently held it out for her. She stood, and with quiet coordination, he helped her slip her arms through the sleeves. He smoothed the back of the dress down carefully, fastening the zipper at her side without meeting her gaze.

In the other side of room, Kia sat near the window, robe loosely gathered at her waist. Taehyung approached, holding her blouse and skirt in his arms. Without speaking, he handed her the blouse, then helped guide her arms through the sleeves.

He knelt to help adjust the hem of her skirt, pulling it up gently so it sat properly at her waist. Kia tied the buttons while he quietly stepped back.

-

The early morning sunlight slipped through the sheer curtains, casting a golden hue over the quiet apartment. The silence wasn't heavy anymore - just still, settled.

Jungkook stood in the kitchen, pouring coffee into two mugs. He placed one gently on the table beside YN, who sat in silence, fingers loosely wrapped around the edge of her cardigan.

No words were needed.

She took the mug, gave a small nod - one that said "thank you," but also "we're done."

On the other hand , Taehyung handed Kia her handbag, his face unreadable. She smiled faintly - polite, distant - as she adjusted the strap over her shoulder. As he walked her to the door, neither of them spoke of the night before. Not as guilt. Not as regret. Just a fact - something that had happened, something that wouldn't again.

At the doorway, YN and Kia stood face to face.

Two women.

No bitterness.

No apology.

Just quiet understanding.

Kia finally broke the silence. "It was just once."

YN nodded. "And it ends here."

Behind them, Taehyung and Jungkook stood still - not rivals this morning, not anything, really. Just two men watching something quietly fall back into place.

The air was calm now.

Not because everything was fixed.

But because they knew this line would not be crossed again.

Whatever it was - impulse, emotion, curiosity - it had passed.

And now, it was over.

Just once.

And never again.

-

THE END

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