"You consume me..."

"Entirely"

Her breath came in shallow gasps, her forehead pressed against his, eyes closed as she savored the moment. "In every waking thought, in every dream, in every corner of my existence... you consume me, Jeon Jungkook."

His hands gripped her waist—firmly, protectively.

"You make me feel even more than that..." he murmured, his hands sliding upward, fingers tracing the contours of her skin, as if committing every detail to memory. "You are my entire existence, Jeon Angel."

Her heart raced wildly at his confession. "Sometimes... sometimes I feel like I don't deserve you," she whispered, her words faltering as his finger brushed gently against her lips.

"Shhh..." he soothed. "You deserve every part of me."

"I'm a malice to you..." she breathed, eyes locking with his, the depth of her emotions laid bare. "I want you to be mine—in every sinful, twisted way—and it haunts me."

"I'm ready to be yours," he said, voice steady and sure. "In every way you want. No matter how dark, no matter how twisted, if it means being with you."

Tears prickled her eyes as she cupped his face, her thumbs brushing tenderly over his cheeks. "I might ruin you," she whispered. "Ruin your innocence."

"Then ruin me, love," he said, unwavering. His gaze never once strayed from hers.

In a heartbeat, her lips crashed against his, claiming him as her own. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer still. Their bodies pressed together, the kiss deepening, fierce and desperate.

"Mine," she whispered against his lips, branding him, sealing him to her.

And in that kiss, he surrendered—body, soul and his innocence.