{BOOK THREE}...When unworldly literature student Jeon Jungkook first encountered the driven and dazzling young entrepreneur Kim Taehyung it sparked a sensual affair that changed both of their lives irrevocably. Shocked, intrigued, and, ultimately, r...
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Jungkook P.O.V.
"Don't even think about being angry with me," I hiss. "Call Claude Bastille and kick the shit out of him or go see Flynn."
His mouth drops open; he's so surprised by my outburst, and his brow creases once more.
"You promised you wouldn't do this." Now his tone is accusatory.
"Do what?"
"Defy me."
"No, I didn't. I said I'd be more considerate. I told you she was here. I had Prescott search her, and your other little friend, too. Prescott was with me the entire time. Now you've fired the poor woman, when she was only doing what I asked. I told you not to worry, yet here you are. I don't remember receiving your papal bull decreeing that I couldn't see Leila. I didn't know that my visitors were subject to a proscribed list." My voice rises with indignation as I warm to my cause.
Taehyung regards me, his expression unreadable.
After a moment his mouth twists.
"Papal bull?" he says, amused, and he visibly relaxes. I wasn't aiming to lighten our conversation, yet here he is smirking at me, and that makes me madder. The exchange between him and his ex was painful to witness. How could he be so cold with her?
"What?" he asks, exasperated, as my face remains resolutely straight.
"You. Why were you so callous toward her?"
He sighs and shifts, stepping toward me and perching on the table.
"Jungkook," he says as if to a child. "You don't understand. Leila, Susannah—all of them—they were a pleasant, diverting pastime. But that's all. You are the center of my universe. And the last time you two were in a room together, she had you at gunpoint. I don't want her anywhere near you."
"But, Taehyung, she was ill."
"I know that, and I know she's better now, but I'm not giving her the benefit of the doubt anymore. What she did was unforgivable."
"But you've just played right into her hands. She wanted to see you again, and she knew you'd come running if she came to see me."
Taehyung shrugs as if he doesn't care. "I don't want you tainted with my old life."
What?
"Taehyung . . . you are who you are because of your old life, your new life, whatever. What touches you, touches me. I accepted that when I agreed to marry you, because I love you."
He stills. I know he finds it hard to hear this.
"She didn't hurt me. She loves you, too."
"I don't give a fuck."
I gape at him, shocked. And I'm shocked that he still has the capacity to shock me. "This is the Kim Taehyung I know". Leila's words rattle around my head.
