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Chapter 41 - Idiot 🔥🔥🔥

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"Yes Jimin!!!!" Her voice rung out despite the loud music drowning out everyone else. The rhythmic bass of the rave beats blasts as he fucked her brains out.

Jimin dug his fingers into her tiny waist that was wrapped by her bodycon dress. Her tits spilling out of the top, her ass barely covered by her outfit.

It was good. He knew what he was doing. But he was detached from it all. Jimin was concentrating hard, as he could feel himself coming, but his mind was all over the place. He was in the private VIP booth he reserved, with no one else there but this tight pussy around his cock. Hundreds of others in the club, blissfully unaware of their deviance.

When he orgasmed he felt the wave of endorphins rush through his body, but almost simultaneously, an unsettling pang shot through his very soul. He didn't know what it was, but something just didn't feel right.

"Omg Jimin! That was amazing!" The girl bleated, clearly satisfied. "I love you!"

Standing herself upright, she went to kiss him, almost begging for seconds. The man dodged her lips just in time, and gave her a half-hearted hug in place.

"Yeah, okay." He sighed. He was in no mood to deal with some clingy, slutty girl from the club, and so he ushered her out of the VIP booth. As quickly as he could without fully shoving her out of there.

Jimin slumped himself back down onto the velvet sofas, taking a moment to catch his breath. After a deep exhale, he turned on his phone. Checking for messages.

xxx - xxx - xxx:
Hey daddy r u up? x

@rachel6672: If ur as bad as u say u are, u can do anything u want to me 💦

@shortgirlsam: I've got tiny hands, so I can make your 🍆 look massive

He swipes them all away from his notification bar and sighs.

He's got hundreds more just like these. But it's not what he wanted. Jimin only realising this as he scrolls through the sea of sexts. He was looking for a message from one person in particular.

Not finding what he wanted. He decided to take matters into his own hands. He quickly found the number he needed and swiped to call.

Despite the loud thumping music of the club and his blurred intoxicated consciousness, he heard the dial tone very vividly.

"HEY Y/N! You're an idiot, you know that!"

Great start. He thought to himself. Words were spilling out before he even had time to process them. I guess he had the alcohol to thank.

"Namjoon's an idiot! I told you this from... from the start! All he cares about is Jihye.. and he's even willing to sacrifice his career for her.. sacrifice ALL our careers. And yet.. somehow you're still kissing him at BigHit... for all the world to see.."

Jimin sighed and his tone turned solemn. He could suddenly hear his heart pumping, and how quiet his inner monologue was in comparison to the raging club scene. He was yelling into his phone earlier, but now, silence was all that was said.