The following weeks blurred into a haze of secret, insatiable lust at Kim Enterprises. Tae couldn’t keep her hands off Jeon Jungkook—or rather, his thick cock. She was addicted, her pink fat pussy throbbing at the mere sight of him in the office. They’d fuck whenever possible: quickies in the supply closet where he’d bend her over boxes, pounding her from behind while she bit her lip to stifle moans; lunch breaks in her locked office, her on her knees under the desk sucking him off like a desperate whore; even risky sessions in the executive bathroom, her legs wrapped around his waist as he slammed into her against the mirror. “Fuck, Jungkook… your cock’s my drug… stretch my tight pussy again,” she’d whisper, clawing at his back.

Jungkook reveled in it, smirking every time she dragged him away. “Addicted already, boss? My rude CEO turned into a cock-hungry slut—beg for it louder.” And she did, her strict facade cracking only for him.