Mafia Fate | Jeon Jungkook x OC ✔️

Chapter 19

Yeri's POV

The next morning, when I went down to have the first meal of the day, I caught Jungkook there. He was wearing all black once again and his hair fell over his forehead.

He was silently eating his food when I took a seat on a chair beside him. He looked at me and made eye contact for a moment.

"How did you sleep last night, Yeri?" Jungkook asked me suddenly.

"I slept okay," I replied.

He nodded and continued eating the almost finished food in his plate. When he was done, he got up and simply left without another word.

After breakfast, I went back to my room to read the book I had started last night. I was so immersed in reading it that I didn't realize lunch time came and my lunch was brought to me but the suspense in the book was too much that I left the food untouched.

Evening came and passed and I was still stuck into the book. I was finally brought out of my deeply immersed state when a person stepped into my room and handed a dress to me and told me to be ready.

"Oh shit. Shit, shit, shit!" I freaked out after the dress deliverer had left.

I had yet to shower, wear the dress, do my hair and my makeup, which had to fit to Jungkook's mafia standards (or else I was dead) and I had barely above an hour left.

"Shit," I cursed once again and raced into the bathroom with the dress I had been given.

After taking a hurried shower, I quickly blow dried my hair and then proceeded to wear the dress Jungkook had sent.

I unfolded the royal blue dress and got out of my bath robe to put it on. The dress has a straight across neck line; which meant that it showed all of my collar bones and my neck and stopped just above my chest. It was sleeveless, long and touched the ground from the back. It was all open from the front and stopped just above my knees.

The dress was beautiful in all honesty, but I had no time to admire it since I barely had thirty minutes before Jungkook would come to pick me and I had yet to do my hair and my makeup as well.

Going outside my room, I called one of the maids.

"Byeol, come upstairs," I called for her in a panicked voice. "Fast!"

In a minute, Byeol was in my room.

She was a maid in her early thirties and had been working for Jungkook for a long time now; so she had told me.

"What is it, Miss Kim?" she asked when she stepped into my room.

"I have been ordered to go to this mafia thing with Jungkook and I'm running a little late..... actually, a lot late. And I have yet to do my hair and my makeup. Could you help me with that?"

She gave me a warm smile and nodded.

"How much time do you have?" she asked me, already getting started on my hair.

"About thirty minutes," I informed her and she nodded.

"You will be ready by then," she told me.

I sighed in relief as she did my hair. After my hair, she proceeded to do my makeup. When she was done, I stood up to look at myself in the mirror and I was amazed. She had made a high bun out of my hair and done an amazing job with my makeup.

"Thank you so much. It's beautiful," I told her.

She smiled in return and said it wasn't a problem. She helped me pick high heels to wear for the night and fortunately, I was completely ready by 8.