Lisa and Jimin had taken Yn back to Jungkook's house, deeply concerned about her well-being. They insisted that she eat something, although Yn managed only a few bites before her appetite waned. Lisa gently probed, asking Yn what had happened at the office. Yn hesitated but eventually shared the painful encounter she had endured.
The two friends exchanged worried glances, realizing the gravity of the situation. They decided to stay with Yn because they feared what Jungkook might do next. They gathered in the living room, trying to ease the tension in the air with conversation.
However, their attempts at normalcy were interrupted when Jungkook returned home. Yn's eyes darted toward the entrance, and Jungkook couldn't help but notice the presence of his best friend and Yn's friends. He chuckled, finding it ironic how Yn had seemingly turned his closest ally against him.
Jimin's eyes blazed with anger as he confronted Jungkook, his voice seething with frustration. "What the hell are you doing, Jungkook? You're hurting an innocent person. For God's sake, snap out of it!"
Jungkook, unfazed by Jimin's words, stared back at him with a cold, piercing gaze. "Innocence is a facade, Jimin. You of all people should know that." His tone dripped with bitterness as he delivered a hurtful comment, intended to provoke a reaction from his best friend.
Jimin understood the complexities of Jungkook's personality but feared that his friend was spiraling down a dark path. He chose to stay silent, hoping that some part of Jungkook's rational self would prevail.
Lisa, on the other hand, stood her ground, her voice firm and unwavering. "Jungkook, I am taking Yn with me," she declared, her eyes locked onto Jungkook's, filled with determination to protect her friend from any more harm. It had only been one day since their marriage, and it had already become a nightmarish ordeal.
Yn, overwhelmed by emotions, didn't hear much of the conversation. Her gaze remained fixed on Jungkook, who stood there with disheveled attire, a stark contrast to the composed man she had seen at the wedding. Her eyes scanned him discreetly, searching for any telltale signs of what might have happened.
His tousled hair, usually meticulously styled, now fell carelessly across his forehead. She noticed a faint trace of red lipstick on the collar of his shirt, a color that didn't match her own. There was an undeniable tension in the air, an unspoken acknowledgment of something that had transpired.
Yn's heart sank as she connected the dots. Sheena's earlier presence in his office, her own experience in there—it all painted a painful picture. She swallowed hard, struggling to contain her emotions as she realized that Jungkook might have shared an intimate moment with another woman.
Jungkook's voice, colder and more resolute now, cut through the tense air. "No, you can't. Don't forget the contract, Yn." His words hung heavily, a stark reminder of the binding agreement that seemed to dictate their lives.
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"Marriage by Agreement, Love by chance"
Fanfiction"Think twice before saying yes, YN," he breathed into my ear, his tone filled with a veiled threat. "I can make your life hell, and you'll regret it to hell and back." "I am ready to marry Jeon Jungkook."
