MAIN CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE ADULTS.
Jungkook will never forgive Lisa for what she did to him many years ago, no matter how stuck they are together. Nor his honor or loyalty will hold him back from doing what he has to do. But Lisa is a player...
HIIIIII TUKKIS how are you aalllll im very bad rested so im not talkative and that's why I didn't finish answering comments, BUT I WILL YALL. just wait till I finish my 6hs long nap oki? love you very much, thank you always for commenting you like this one🫶🏻
BY THE WAY, I forgot that jk did knew soohyun was bothering Lisa and he did call her in chapter 10 (when eunha was there brainwashing him) so I edited the dialogue in the previous chapter at the end. I'm sorry for the problems, my head is too messy this 2023
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"What number did she say?" Lisa took her phone to check the address Soohyun had sent, which was snatched from her hand by the psychopath at her side. "Hey!"
"Eyes on the road!" He pointed to the front, glaring at her.
"Don't scream at me!" But she did look to the front.
"It's the third time I'm telling you this!"
"Unnecessarily! I know how the hell to drive!"
Despite her awful fame, her habit to get distracted, checking her phone and struggling to manage her precious yet heavy vintage cars, she'd never been in a car accident or even gotten a car ticket. His dramatism was so uncalled for, especially since HE taught her to drive.
Now he was acting as if she was about to crash in every corner, a secret plan to finish his existence Oof, please, if she wanted to kill him, she wouldn't be in the same car and it definitely wouldn't be in her 200 thousand dollars 1970s Cadillac.
"Just keep your eyes on the front," he insisted and looked at the GPS on her phone, being functional at least. He struggled to have a real peek of the screen, the car was convertible and the sun was hitting right there so he had to cup the phone and use his hand as a parasol. "Fuck, why can't you buy a normal car?"
Lisa did own a Rolls Royce Dawn and a Mercedes SLR but if the drama queen wanted to do the show, she let him, like when you let a child roll on dirt. "I like that everyone looks at me. Heeey~" she waved her hand at two ladies walking on the sidewalk, about to hit a lamp since they couldn't take their eyes off the purple car.
"When I told you to be a clown I wasn't being literal."
"This is being a star."
"Fish."
Lisa slapped his arm, a natural reaction beyond her conscience. Jungkook didn't get offended, he actually found such proud joy in it; a little evil giggle escaped his lips despite the pain her palm had caused.
"It's 325, the number of the house."
She nodded, she honestly had no idea what house was that nor where they were but she pretended. Jungkook would scream at her if she drove past the house anyways. "Why not 327? That's such a pretty number."
