FIFTY SHADES OF JEON || BOOK 2 JIKOOK ✅ (18*)

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JIMIN POV

He smiles and shakes his head
at my alarm.

"Relax, You've more than risen
to the challenge.

"You've done very well."

There's the tiniest hint of pride
in his voice and it's almost my undoing.

"Oh." I murmur incoherently, reeling from this news.

I sit right back in my chair, open-mouthed, staring at him.

He shifts again.

"I don't want to suffocate you,
I don't want to put you in a
gilded cage.

"Well." He pauses, his face darkening.

"Well, the rational part of me doesn't."

He strokes his chin thoughtfully as his mind concocts some plan.

Oh, where is he going with this?

He looks up suddenly, as if he's had a eureka moment.

"So one of the reasons I'm here apart from dealing with my errant husband." he says, narrowing his eyes.

"Is to discuss what I am going
to do with this company."

Errant husband!

I am not errant and I'm not an asset! I scowl at Jungkook again and the threat of tears subsides.

"So what are your plans?"

I incline my head to one side, mirroring him and I can't help my sarcastic tone.

His lips twitch with the hint of
a smile.

Jeez change of mood, again!

How can I ever keep up with
Mr. Mercurial?

"I'm renaming the company
to Jeon Publishing."

Holy shit.

"And in a year's time, it will
be yours."

My mouth drops open once
more wider this time.

"This is my wedding present
to you."

I shut my mouth then open it, trying to articulate something
but there's nothing there.

My mind is blank.

"So, do I need to change the name to Park Publishing?"

He's serious. Holy fuck.

"My love." I whisper when my brain finally reconnects with
my mouth.

"You gave me a watch, I can't run a business."

He tilts his head to one side again and gives me a censorious frown.

"I ran my own business from
the age of twenty-one."

"But you're Control freak and whiz-kid extraordinaire."

"Jeez Jungkook, you majored
in economics at Harvard before you dropped out."

"At least you have some idea."

"I sold paint and cable ties for three years on a part-time
basis, for heaven's sake."

"I've seen so little of the world, and I know next to nothing!"

My voice rises, growing louder and higher, as I complete my tirade.

"You're also the most well-read person I know." he counters earnestly.

"You love a good book, You couldn't leave your job while
we were on our honeymoon.