Unspoken Ties

Chapter-18 Anxious

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The sky over Busan was painted in shades of burnt orange and deep indigo as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the city. Park Jimin had just returned from a long and tedious business meeting, the very reason he had come to his hometown in the first place. The familiar streets, the scent of the ocean, and the bustling evening crowd brought a sense of nostalgia, yet he had no time to dwell on it.

After a quick shower and an even quicker lunch, he decided to take a walk, inhaling the salty air as he roamed the streets of the city that once held all his childhood memories. His life had changed drastically over the years—now, he was Park Jimin, a well-respected CEO, admired by many. Yet, there was a part of him that longed for the carefree days of his youth, when responsibilities were minimal, and life wasn’t just about business deals and maintaining a public image.

Unlike many heirs forced into business, Jimin had a choice. His family had never imposed their expectations on him, always supporting his decisions. If he had chosen a different path, they would have accepted it wholeheartedly. But he wasn’t one to turn away from his responsibilities. He knew the weight of his father’s hard work, the legacy that had been built from the ground up. And so, he embraced the business world—not out of compulsion, but out of duty and respect.

Now, here he was. A famous, hot, and charming CEO

Girls drool over him and guys questions their sexuality because of him(☠️) that's what actually a real Park Jimin is,loves to travel.

But despite the attention, Jimin remained unattainable, a mystery to those who tried to claim his heart.

Tonight, however, he wasn’t here for business or social obligations. He was in Busan, his hometown, the place where he had spent most of his childhood—where his grandfather had lived until he passed away two years ago. The loss had hit him hard. Out of all his family members, Jimin had been closest to his grandfather, the man who had taught him everything from how to ride a bicycle to how to navigate life with wisdom and grace. His absence still left an empty space in Jimin’s heart.

As always life goes on!

On the other side of the city, five individuals found themselves at a luxurious resort, standing near the pool area, only to be met with an unexpected sight. The place was far from empty—it was lively, filled with people dressed in elegant attire, holding glasses of expensive champagne, engaged in conversations that carried an air of wealth and sophistication. The entire area was adorned with warm fairy lights, the water in the pool reflecting the golden glow.

It looked like a celebration, an extravagant one at that.

The three cousins accompanying Jungkook seemed intrigued by the sudden festivity, exchanging glances before disappearing into the crowd, eager to enjoy the party.

But Y/N, standing beside Jungkook, felt her chest tighten with discomfort. Social anxiety. It was something she had always struggled with, and this overwhelming crowd only amplified it. Her fingers clutched the fabric of her dress tightly as she swallowed the lump in her throat.

She didn’t belong here.

Jungkook, standing beside her, noticed her tense posture immediately. While his face remained impassive, his sharp eyes took in every detail—her stiff shoulders, her uneven breathing, the way her hands trembled slightly.

Before he could say anything, the manager of the resort, a middle-aged man with a pleasant demeanor, approached them with a welcoming smile. His gaze shifted toward Jungkook, and a flicker of recognition crossed his face.