You were the second wife of Jeon Jinhyuk. He had a son named Jeon Jungkook…well he's 27 years old. The Jeon family was ridiculously rich , they owned 5 villas, 10 enterprises in South Korea and as well as in Europe. You married Mr. Jeon in his late 50s while you were 36. Well it wasn't love marriage it was more of a contract. Jinhyuk was suffering from cancer and you reminded Jinhyuk of his late wife a lot so he asked you out to give him company until his last days which you agreed upon as well. In return he named one of his properties under your name, securing for you after his death.

Meanwhile, Jungkook despised you. The idea of his father marrying someone again at this age that too someone so younger than him disgusted him. Ever since he married you, Jungkook had started arguments with his father without knowing his health conditions. He's barely home. Even during conference meetings he behaves rudely with Jinhyuk which hurts him deeply. Jinhyuk cries every night to you. After several days, you had enough .You decided to let Jungkook know about everything. After Jinhyuk fell asleep, You got up and knocked on Jungkook's door.

As soon as he opened the door his eyes darkened in anger “what?” You gulped nervously slightly, probably this is your first ever conversation with him. “You need to stop misbehaving with your father. You're hurting him” He laughed bitterly at your words. His tongue poking in his cheek trying to contain his disgust and frustration “misbehaving? Do you think what you two are doing is appropriate? My father is almost 60 and you b-tch—” Your eyes widened “watch your mouth!” “YOU WATCH IT WOMAN” He pulled you inside roughly locking the door “tell me how did you trick my father into marrying you? You gold digging cu—” Before he could insult you further you slapped him harshly. “I may be younger than your father a lot but I'm still your elder. Watch your mouth” Jungkook glared at you. He scoffed coldly “Why are you here? Get out” You gulped, stepping closer “Just listen carefully… Then it's up to you whatever you want to believe “ He scoffed crossing his arms over his chest “listen what? Some bullsh-t of how you didn't trick my father into marrying you? Do you know how it's embarrassing to see your own father pull such a stunt at this—” You cut him off “your father has cancer…” His eyes widened slightly hearing this news. His eyes immediately softened slightly . You continued “This marriage was a contract… He says I remind him a lot of Mrs. Jeon. And wants me to accompany him in his last days.. Whatever you think is going on. None of that is happening. We never slept together…Nothing”Jungkook looked at you in disbelief he still couldn't believe what he was hearing… cancer.. Last days? He suddenly remembers the time he was too busy to spend time with his father… how he misbehaved with him…Said hurtful things out of rage. He was regretting all of it now.

Next Day

You were in the kitchen cooking breakfast for everyone. Suddenly you heard Jungkook scream. You froze and immediately rushed to see what's going on.

As soon as you stepped into the room you saw Jungkook crying his heart out while holding Jinhyuk’s hand tightly while he was sleeping… wait.. It can't be? You immediately stepped in checking his pulse. There's no pulse… He passed away in his sleep. You looked down at the old man who had been nothing but helpful all these months to you. A tear rolled down your face.

Meanwhile, Jungkook was crying his heart out and the self hatred and guilt was eating him alive. He didn't even get to apologize.

After a month

Jungkook took over everything that Jinhyuk left behind but deep inside he was a wreck. You weren't able to leave yet. Jungkook was a mess and might do something stupid. You had to be there for him.

One random day. It was getting too late, Jungkook wasn't home yet. Usually he texts you when he wouldn't be home or when he's late but today nothing. You kept calling him but his phone was switched off. Around 4 am finally he was back… but drunk “where have you been?!” Jungkook coldly says his clumsily steps “None of your business” You sighed as you helped him take off his coat and loosen his tie “you've been drinking… could've at least told me” “You're nobody” You sighed. He was right but you still felt protective over him. Not as a mother..but something else.

He lazily sat on the couch as his eyes fell on you “this was your first marriage?” You shaked your head “Well.. No.” He chuckled “really ? Was it out of love?” He spoke sarcastically. You rolled your eyes “Yes it was. But we later got divorced” “Why?” You took a deep sigh before answering “I'm infertile while he and his family wanted kids” He listened quietly without any hurtful remarks. “Tsk that must be hard on you.. Why didn't you adopt or try other ways?” You sighed “couldn't afford it…” He nodded. You looked at him… his hair messy while his eyes were glassy. The first few buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, his tattoos peeking under his shirt. You immediately looked away “what about you? Are you seeing anyone?” He chuckled “No… I don't do relationships” he sighed before looking at you… Your hair was short. While your body was curvy in all the right places… Maybe he was drunk? Or he was finding you appealing now? Who knows he's too drunk to think straight. He suddenly pulled you in his lap nuzzling his face against your neck. You gasped “h-hey!..” He shushed before looking at you “when was the last time you had s-x?” Your eyes widened, your cheeks flushed, you immediately stood up “the heck you mean?! Are you nuts?” He rolled his eyes “Guessing by your reaction it's been long” He stood up his tall figure towering over you. He pushed you on the couch before hovering over you. His movements are clumsy due to alcohol but still stronger than you. “Hey stop it! I'm way older than you!” He voice husky as he spoke “yet you're still squirming like a v-rg-n” He smirked before nipping against your neck sending shivers down your spine. You gasped softly as he gr-nded his hardness against you. “Jungkook—” He covered your mouth before shushing you “just let me. You want this” His hands unhooked your bra under your top and immediately started massaging your b--bs his fingers rolling your n-pples while pinching occasionally. Your back arches while your hips buck against his involuntarily. He roughly took off your shirt. He groaned at the sight of your heavy matured breasts, completely hard for him. He couldn't hold it anymore “I can't wait anymore” He impatiently unz-pped his pants and pulled out his hard thick veiny c-ck aching to be inside you. He roughly pulled down your pantie under your skirt. His eyes rolled back while rubbing against your slit, feeling your wetness coat him “f-ck… you're so wet.” He grabbed your neck and kissed you roughly, shoving his tongue in your mouth and shoving his d--k at the same. You moan loudly while tears rolling down your face… You immediately wiped your tears in embarrassment . He smirked cupping your cheeks “don't be so shy about tears now… you'll do much more than this I promise” He started pushing deeper as he grunted “so tight… f-ck” He grabbed your thighs opening you up wider for him. Your body arched beautifully under him in pleasure as he kept going… Hitting all your spots which haven't been touched for years. Tears rolled down your face as you screamed out his name while clinging onto him desperately “o-oh J-jungkook… i-” You could barely speak. Your eyes rolled back in pleasure and amazing pain as he kept on pounding inside you. He took one of your n-pple in his mouth while massaging the other. “You like this?” He bit your neck leaving a mark then moving towards your face meeting your face. Your hot breaths mingling. You nodded. Your p-ssy clenched deliciously against him like vines. He groaned his eyes rolling back “f-ck just like that” His fingers impatiently circled over your cl-t doubling the pleasure while pounding into you. You were breathless how good his hands and his body felt against you. Your whole body was trembling but you just wanted him to keep going. You cried out “oh!... P-please don't stop”

The room was filled with the scent of erotica and wet slapping sounds along with his deep heavy grunts and your high pitched moans as you both reach climax all over the couch.