Novelistá (Park Jimin Fanfiction)

CHAPTER TWENTY - CLEAN

Days passed since I received the letter but tried to forget about it. It has been days also since Seokjin's death. I could say that I've gotten over it a little bit though part of me still lives with Seokjin's presence, and it hurts me still.

Now here I am, opening the update that Mr. Chim update the other day which I failed to check it because I've been busy with the coffee shop a lot.

Lately, he has been updating several times, especially Merciless Love. The first two last chapters was mentioned where he finally met the 40 years old woman—whom he stalked before, face to face behind the husband's back, and been seeing around each other lately. They even do s****l activities but not to the point of having s*x yet.

And now, thinking about the chapter, it gives me goosebumps and the excitement is overfilling my system.

MERCILESS LOVE

Chapter 60

"Are you okay, love?" Jaemin asked, gripping the spoon and fork with his hands. "Is there something bothering you?"

The woman flinched, feeling her knees feeble when a sudden warm skin contact touched her. She was weak when it comes to his touches, and he was the only one who could comfort her, especially when it comes to situations like this. He leaned forward on her ear, breath hitting the flesh of her neck as he purposely let out an air making her shiver.

"Or do you want me to ease your problem?" he whispered, sending shivers down to her spine as he trailed her hands on her thigh, near to her core.

She was just wearing a tight dress, and it would be easy for Jaemin to go his way since she was only wearing a panty. And he knew she'd like this since it has been two weeks since her husband didn't show up, and haven't f****d her these days. He knew that the woman was craving for someone's touches, and knew too well that she would like the pleasure she was receiving from him.

"Y-Yes." She whimpered, trembling under his touch.

He straightened his posture, doing the thing under the table making her shrieked while his other hand was busy gripping the spoon as he 'innocently' eat silently.

The waiter who passed by looked at their direction with confusion on his face, and Jaemin just sent him a warm reassuring smile before continuing to do his job. The woman didn't even fight off, and was liking it because why not? The young man was treating her dearly like a Queen getting everything she wanted from another neighbouring prince. Everything the young man did was unlike her husband.

As they were doing sinful things underneath the table, no one even noticed, and was busy on their own way. She let out a heavy pants as he would to sinful things, and she would let out a maffled whimpers

"Ride my fingers," He whispered seductively making her let out a low moan. "Mommy."

Surely, the woman have a Mommy Kink in which Jaemin wasn't use to it at first, but pleasure is pleasure. He decided to go with it, and he even found the most interesting fact about her.

It turns out that the woman likes younger men a lot rather than someone who is the same age as her or older. She was also a woman who is sexually active, and explains why they have been having s*x ever since they met. Her husband was the complete opposite of what she like, and Jaemin was the perfect guy she wanted.

With that, she slowly lifted her body,and Jaemin was giving her the way but she let out a gasp, accidentally bit her lips to the point it bleed.

"Yeobo!" Jaemin faked a gasp, grabbing a tissue and quickly wiped the blood of her lips.

Even the crowd looked at then in awe at how sweet the man towards his wife. But some were disgusted at the sight of an older woman and a young man.

"Why would you be careless to accidentally bite your lips like that." They could hear giggles from the other side causing the woman to flush in red while Jaemin, being the caring he is supposed to be, caressed her red cheeks in a loving manner.

As the crowd goes back to their routine as they were trying their best not to get caught, Jaemin leaned on her ears again, whispering in sensually and addicting voice.

"Mommy, please ride my fingers."

Sighing, she scanned the room to see if someone was watching while Jaemin was getting his innocent position back by eating using his left hand and right hand did inappropriate things.

When she noticed that everyone at the restaurant is already, she obeyed those words with groans and suppressed moans. It felt amazing as she was used to it since the young man has always done this with her during the past days, and she wasn't complaining.

"I'm c-coming." She breathed out, gripping Jaemin's shirt with a fist as she tugged him towards her before releasing on the man's fingertips.

He smirked when the woman loosened up, and quickly pulled his hands away. The juices were dripping on his hands, before bringing it to his lips and licking each fingertips with a pop.

"A great dessert for tonight, baby." He said before pecking her on the lips naking her flustered.

A baby outside but a mommy on the bed, she was loving it. Her husband has never called her that when she've always wanted to experience it. Sometimes, Jaemin would let her be dominant and let her Mommy Kink turn on.

She leaned on his shoulders, as they both waited for their dessert to come, and linked her arms with his.

"So babe, when are we going to do the real thing now that we've known each other for a week now?" She asked making Jaemin completely flinch.

Sure, he wanted to do s****l activities with the woman considering she's a beauty and always active at that. But he wasn't sure about having s*x with a forty year old one.

Jaemin inhaled sharply. "Tomorrow night."

A smile crept on her lips, excitement was overtaking her as she pulled away with a grin on her face.

"Really?!" Jaemin nodded, forcing out a smile. She leaned on, face inches away from his face making him almost hiss at her.

"Now what?" Searching his eyes, they finally made a contact making Jaemin feel awkward.

"Do you love me?" The woman directly asked making Jaemin choked in his saliva.

"What?"

"Do you love me because you need me or do you need me because you love me?" He blinked his eyes twice, not wanting to be obvious and gave her a fake smile again once he saw her smile turning into a frown.

"I- of course." He chuckled, almost snorting when he regained his position. "Of course, I love you."

Because you are my 7th victim. Jaemin mentally thought, smirking.

With a reassuring smile, the woman was contented as she leaned away with Jaemin's hands now on her cheeks and his thumb caressing it.

And my friend once said that feelings changes when the reason is gone.

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"It's exciting yet disappointing." I groaned, rolling my eyes. "Great. The next chapter is a smut."

It's weird enough for me to get jealous over a fanfiction character. But hey! Every book lovers does that.

Whining, I mumbled. "Fingering her under the table was enough, Jaemin.No need for sex."

My head jerked to the side when I heard a knock on the door, and quickly cursed under my breath before jumping to open the door.

"Detective Jung?" I gasped, flustered by his sudden appearance in front of the house. "What are you doing here?"

"Hey, Jihyo-ssi." Hoseok greeted with a smile. "I am here because I need to talk to you about Kim Seokjin's case."

I frowned as soon as I heard Seokjin's name again.

"The higher up wanted to talk to you about his case."

"Alright, I'll be there." I replied bluntly and quick. Of course, I needed to be there since I'm Seokjin's only co-worker and to think the murder scene happened in front of the shop.

"I mean, the station needs you now."

"What?" I squeaked.

Minute passed of Hoseok convincing me to stand my view that time when Seokjin was murdered, I ended up agreeing to him.

And now, I am sitting down inside the police station's Interrogation Room where the room is just a small square size with a metal table, a chair, a laptop, and in the corner of the room has a cam recorder attached. Even it has a tainted glass that would only reflect my reflection but on the other side, they could clearly see me inside.

I even spent hours talking to the detective a while ago, and they got nothing interesting in my stories since I was in my house that tine with my relatives as an alibi. They couldn't do anything to me.

I tapped my fingers on the table, letting out a snort in amusement as I waited for the detective to come back.

Funny how they handled Jin's case when he's already 6 feet under. The police are so slow.