|| Chapter 22 || The Amber-eyed man
The previously cowering posture and lowered head faded away as if it was never conducted, replaced by an erect stance, proudly lifted chin and deep gleaming amber eyes. Jungkook tilted his head irritatingly at the group of irking women, a scowl etched on his face.
The youth only wished to witness something interesting during this dull gathering only to be stuck in this predicament. Truthfully, he feigned to look like a terrified naked rabbit just so he could spice something up for entertainment. As absurd as it sounds, young Jungkook wanted nothing than to play and watch pitiful nobles amusingly humiliate themselves, choking with shame.
No matter how powerful and unreadable these aristocrats try to be there was always a way to break them. Family, love, money, fame... they were all the same.
The little girl from the Gorianna family was too dumb and reckless to see through his intentions. So when she asked Jungkook to lead Yoongi into her trap, laughter almost broke out from his lips as he internally complimented her for her boneheadedness. He couldn't wait to witness their childish play, preparing the small recording crystal on his brooch. How laughable would they look once he would spread this news all over the circle? It would be exhilarating!
However, Amelia's little prey appears to be not as easy as he thought. Where did the once foolish high-tempered young master go? The alarming cautiousness and the deathly blade-like pupils were like a giant bloody dagger centimeters away from cutting his throat. The threatening air of the third young master almost broke his mask as if the youth could see through Jungkook's scheme as easy as peeling off fruits. No matter how much he would try to conceal the evil in his eyes, Yoongi could descry his suspiciousness.
Yet despite that, Yoongi was calm. Even though he was skeptical of Jungkook's intentions, he spoke decently, either to avoid conflict or to fish out Jungkook's true intentions. Either way, the young master with unreadable silver eyes was as indecipherable as the most difficult rune puzzle. As if a new door was opened inside Jungkook, there was a wanton need for unraveling this beautiful person in front of him. His intuition drew in towards Yoongi like a magical sensor as though a lifetime of discovery awaited him.
Just as he thought of rewriting his plans, the ladies interfered like a group of rats eager to be skewered by him.
As the garden was doused in silence, Jungkook huffed out an annoyed breath. He briefly glances at Yoongi before returning his gaze at the dumbfounded ladies in front of them.
"J-Jungkook, what did you say?" Amelia broke the silence as she recovered from her scare. What the hell was the boy trying to do?
Scoffing, he shook his head never breaking eye contact with her "You're not only dumb but deaf as well? Do you ladies not have anything else to do other than interfere with other people's business?" His amber eyes glimpsed at her pawns, smirking. "Do you even hold the right to dare to speak ill of the young master? Need I remind you of your standing, you are only black mud incomparable even to swine feed. You bear no right to lecture a grand noble with your spiteful tongues. Even if you belong from a branch of a Grand Noble family..." A red glint flashed in his eyes as he started at Amelia. "... you have no worth than the Main Family".
"YOU!!! " Amelia seethed with rage as she threw away her fan. His last words were like a blade striking home into the sore part of her heart. So what if she was only from the branch family?! She was a Gorianna! The Gorianna head was her uncle! She had grand noble blood inside her veins!
The girls behind her began to step away from her as she burst in anger.
"Y-you...Who do you think you are?!" One of the girls yelled at Jungkook.
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A Gorgeous White || bts_taegi_fanfic ||
Fanfic"from the Grand noble Min Family, I'm Min Yoongi," " I'm Kim Taehyung Hercullio...and I'm also uncommitted to anyone as well," " I didn't ask." " Thought you might be interested" " Well I'm not." ___ this is a transmigration story, written and owned...