• Plans and Provocations
Jin sat in his office, and in his mind, there was only one thing:
His plan to make Smart go crazy for him.
His fixation had crossed every boundary. He was dying to have Smart for himself—even if only for a little while. He didn't care how long it would last. It was enough to satisfy his ego, to have Smart belong to him… until he decided otherwise.
He wanted to skip all the small talk, all the polite games… and go straight to what was on his mind:
"You belong to me.
And you'll do everything I want. That's it."
Jin wasn't the type to wait.
When he wanted someone, he took them.
But with Smart, it was different
That boy wasn't like anyone Jin had had before.
Two months of waiting for that angelic creature had been too long
Now that Smart was so close, Jin could hardly control himself
His obsession grew stronger every day, and in his mind, he pictured Smart lying in his bed. It was only a matter of time before he would make him his.
He knew that Smart became shy, hesitant, almost timid in his presence—and that pleased him. It was a pure advantage
Jin had planned everything from the moment he first saw him at "Light."
A slightly devilish, yet certain plan. Smart seemed naïve enough, and Jin thought he would fall into the trap quickly
His plan was clear: he would do whatever it took to make Smart submit to him.
He would provoke him, tempt him, push him…
until Smart could no longer resist.
Until Smart himself came to him,
craving more,
surrendering without even realizing it.
Just a small crack.
One moment of weakness.
Then Smart would have no escape from him.
"I'm so obsessed with you that I'll make you tremble with desire for me.
'll make you want me so badly it'll feel like you
can't breathe without me'"
All these thoughts were interrupted when someone knocked on the door, pulling Jin back into the present.
The door opened, and standing there was Smart, radiating that cool presence.
As soon as Jin looked at him, memories of those provocative photos he had posed for flashed in his mind. Intensely sexy, teasing—driving his desire through the roof.
Damn, how long do I have to wait to get him into my bed and calm myself down?
I've never been this obsessed with anyone before.
Maybe I shouldn't wait even a second… I could take him now and bring him to my private studio.
I definitely could—but then Leo's words came back to him:
"I'll bring him, but don't act like you usually do. He's not like the others you're used to. Be patient; let him come, make him yours first, and then you can do anything after.
And don't forget—if Ren finds out that you hurt him, he won't leave me alive."
All these thoughts flashed through Jin's mind in a split second, and he stepped back, keeping his plan in check.
The goal was for Smart to fall so hard for him that he wouldn't dare even think about leaving.
He would be there for Jin, just enough to satisfy him…
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"Mei said you wanted to speak with me," Smart said, offering a smile.
"Yes, please… have a seat," Jin gestured toward a chair.
Smart walked into the office with confidence, calm and composed. He already knew Jin would try to provoke him, just like he had that first day and a little earlier.
"Smart—how did the photoshoot go?" Jin asked.
"Hmm… how did it go?" Smart hesitated, wanting to ask, "Weren't you hiding and watching me before?" but the words failed to come out.
"I'm still not sure if I'm the right fit for this job," Smart admitted, lowering his eyes slightly, feeling uncertain.
"Look me in the eyes… now," Jin said in an authoritative tone, forcing Smart to lift his gaze.
If I say you're right for this job,
then it's decided, and we close this matter.
Smart looked directly into Jin's eyes, saying nothing.
Why was he insisting so much that I take this job?
Is there something more behind it? Smart wondered, confused.
It was only their second meeting, and Jin had already done everything to make him accept the position.
"You need to have confidence in yourself," Jin continued. "I've seen the photos, and they're incredible."
"Smart paused for a moment, trying to decide if this job was really for him, his thoughts tangled and conflicted."
"I'm not really a model," he admitted, pushing the conversation further.
Jin's patience was running thin.
Smart's words seemed to scream:
"Let's just finish this. I don't want to continue."
That thought hit Jin so hard that he stood up and walked toward Smart.
He leaned on the table beside him, lit a cigarette, and gave him a cold yet provocative glance.
Smart froze as he saw Jin so close.
Why did he come this close?
Damn, how am I supposed to resist this presence?
That body, those eyes, those hands holding the cigarette so seductively, that face—even though cold, it carried a cute charm—and that scent, enough to make anyone lose themselves.
Don't get too close… I don't want to lose control, Smart thought, trying to steady his breathing.
A mix of heat, embarrassment, and pleasure overwhelmed him, impossible to hide.
"Don't you think you're standing a little too close?" Smart said in a calm voice, even though inside he was trembling.
Jin smirked and didn't move an inch back. He leaned in, slow and deliberate, until his lips brushed against Smart's ear. He let out a thin breath of smoke and whispered, firm and commanding:
"Get this in your head. You stay right here. That's not up for discussion. Got it?"
Only Smart's heavy breathing filled the room.
That warm breath near his ear almost drove him insane.
A fiery desire stirred inside him, uncontrollable.
Jin pulled back slightly from Smart's ear and leaned against the table again, wanting to see that cute, blushing face.
Smart had to gather himself.
Even though he knew Jin was provoking him to test his limits, he couldn't fully control himself in front of him.
He didn't move, just stared, every action of Jin's igniting desire in him to see how far Jin could push it.
For a moment, he gave in—his face flushed slightly, eyes lowered in embarrassment, hands rubbing nervously.
Jin adored that instant and wanted more, but something inside him held back.
It was as if his inner voice whispered:
Aren't you rushing? How far will you go with this rhythm? Do you want to scare this angelic face?
He returned to his spot, sat down, and just as he was about to speak, Smart's phone rang.
"Excuse me… may I answer?" he said shyly.
Jin simply nodded.
Who the hell is interrupting us now?
"Hi, Han… tell me—"
"Oh, of course. Yes, come get me tonight…"
"Han? How dare he interrupt our…!" Jin muttered angrily.
Leo had already briefed him on Smart's social circle, and he knew Han was his friend—but he couldn't tolerate anyone else near him.
Smart had to belong to him, and only him.
"I need to leave," Smart said again, smiling faintly.
Jin watched him intently. "
Do you want me to drive you home?""
Smart hesitated. "No, It's ok
I need to go somewhere for now. Thank you."
Jin held a pen in his hand, cracking it from the tension.
"Smart, where do you think you're going? Somewhere? Tonight? Don't tell me it's Light…
If you go there, I swear you'll regret it…"
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