Kim Y/N is forced to marry someone she doesn't know. It turns out the man she's supposed to marry is the leader of a well-known mafia group. He goes by the name of Jeon Jungkook.
(This story contains sexual scenes, triggering scenes, violence, harsh...
Today is my graduation and I was admiring myself in the mirror. I was both nervous and excited about graduation. Arms were then wrapped around me.
"Are you ready baby?" Jungkook asked, kissing my neck.
This is what he's wearing:
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Yeah I'm ready." I said, turning around in his arms.
"Let's go." He said, before pecking my lips.
I followed him outside after taking one last look at myself in the mirror. We got in his car and he drove to my school.
"Are you excited baby?" He asked, putting his hand on my thigh.
"Yeah but also nervous." I said, looking through the windshield.
"Don't be nervous, you'll be okay. And I'll be there watching you graduate." He said. "You worked hard for this baby." He added.
"Yeah I did. Thank you Jungkook." I said, grabbing his hand.
15 minutes later
After a fifteen minute drive, we arrived at the school. Students were already filing into the building with families. We got out of the car and walked to the entrance holding hands. He squeezed my hand which helped calm me down.
"Y/N!" Mina exclaimed, running to me.
She engulfed me in a hug and I hugged her back.
"I missed you!" She shouted.
"I missed you too Mina." I said, pulling away. "This is my husband, Jungkook. Jungkook, this is my best friend Mina." I introduced.
"H-Hello." Mina stuttered.
"Are you shy around him Mina?" I teased.
"Of course I am. Look at him." She said.
"He is good-looking, ain't he?" I asked, wrapping my arm around his.
"He's beyond good-looking! He's smoking hot!" She shouted.
"I try to be smoking hot, mostly for my beautiful wife." Jungkook said.
"And we got news to tell you." I said.
"What is it?" She asked, curious.
"I'm pregnant." I told her.
"With Jungkooks baby?" She asked.
"No. I'm pregnant with my other husbands baby." I said, sarcastically. "Of course it's Jungkooks baby." I said, chuckling.
"You're a pregnant eighteen year old. And in high school." She said.
"Technically, not in high school since today is graduation." I said. "Which we better go to where we have to." I said, before turning to Jungkook. "Families go through those double doors to the gym and sits on the bleachers." I said.
