psychos love 🔞

chapter 7

Author pov
Yn’s heart felt heavy as she wandered through the serene cherry blossom garden, petals fluttering around her like fleeting dreams. The recent conversation with her mother about the marriage proposal echoed in her mind, wrapping around her like a vice. No matter how hard she tried, the thought of marrying someone she didn’t love felt suffocating. Yet, the heaviness in her chest was momentarily lifted when she thought of Jungkook—his intensity, his warmth, and the way he made her feel alive

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That Evening -

As the sun began to set, casting a golden hue over the garden, Jungkook appeared as if summoned by her thoughts. His presence was magnetic, an aura of danger and allure that drew her in. He strolled toward her with an almost predatory grace, hands in his pockets, a confident smile playing on his lips. “You look beautiful tonight, Yn,” he said, his gaze lingering on her, studying her as if she were the only thing that mattered in the world.

“what are you doing here and how,” she replied suprised ,her heart racing. It was impossible to ignore the way his eyes held a burning intensity, a smoldering fire that sent shivers down her spine. It made her feel desired, yet trapped under his gaze.

“ yesterday you went in hurry thats why I came to meet you and Come, I want to show you something,” he said, taking her hand in his. The warmth of his grip sent tingles through her, igniting a mix of excitement and trepidation.

She didn't know why she always damn trust when they just met few days ago
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He led her to a secluded area of the park, where a beautifully arranged picnic awaited them—soft blankets laid out, fairy lights twinkling overhead like stars in a darkened sky. It felt surreal, yet an unsettling tension wrapped around her heart, growing heavier with each passing moment.

“Jungkook, this is… incredible,” she said, glancing around, struggling to push aside her worries. But even in this moment of beauty, she sensed something lurking in the shadows—an ominous cloud that threatened to engulf them.

“I wanted to spend some times,” he said, sitting beside her. The way he looked at her was all-consuming, as if he could read her thoughts and lay claim to her very soul. “You deserve to be cherished you know”

Her heart fluttered at his words, but the guilt gnawed at her. “Jungkook, I—”

“Shhh.” He placed a finger over her lips, silencing her. “Tonight is just relax ,Forget the world. Forget everything else.”

As he leaned closer, Yn felt her breath hitch. There was an undeniable chemistry between them, a magnetic pull that made her forget her reality. But she couldn’t shake the ominous feeling that something dark loomed over her life, an engagement she never wanted.

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Suddenly, her phone buzzed in her pocket, cutting through the moment. She fished it out, glancing at the screen. It was a message from her mother, and dread washed over her.

“Yn, we need to talk. Your father and I have finalized your engagement with Mr. Lee son mingue. You’ll be meeting him tomorrow.”

Panic surged through her as she looked up at Jungkook, the fear evident in her eyes. He noticed the shift in her demeanor instantly, his brow furrowing in concern. “What’s wrong?” His voice dropped to a low murmur, tension thickening the air around them.

“Jungkook, I… I have to go home.” Her heart raced, not just from fear but from the guilt of breaking this news to him.

“Why?” His voice grew more intense, frustration evident. “What’s happening, Yn?”

“I can’t explain right now,” she stammered, her voice trembling. “I just… I need to go.”

Before she could get up, Jungkook grabbed her wrist, his grip firm yet possessive. “No. You’re not leaving until you tell me what’s going on.”

Jungkook’s POV -

Watching her, I felt a surge of protectiveness. Something was terribly wrong, and the thought of her being hurt ignited a dark fire inside me. “Tell me, Yn,” I urged, my voice low but insistent. “You can trust me.”

She hesitated, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. “It’s just… my parents… they’ve arranged an engagement for me,” she finally admitted, her voice barely a whisper.

My heart dropped, rage boiling just beneath the surface. “What do you mean? With who?”

“Mr. Lee son mingue,” she replied, her gaze falling to the ground, as if unable to bear the weight of her words.

“mingue?” I repeated, my voice sharp, edged with fury. “No. No way. You can’t just accept that. .”

Her eyes widened at my outburst, fear and confusion mingling in her expression. The mere thought of her with someone else sent a possessive wave crashing over me. “You don’t have to go through with it. I’ll—”

“Jungkook, please!” she interrupted, tears shimmering in her eyes. “It’s not that simple. I can’t just run away from my family’s expectations all my Life my parents worked hard for me it's the first time They asked something from me ”

I pulled her into my arms, holding her tightly against me, feeling her heart race beneath my fingertips. She was suprise at first then melted in my embrace .”
She's only fucking mine no one can have her except us I'll kill anyone who even gaze at her she's my sanity
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Yn’s pov

As I melted into his embrace, I felt torn between my loyalty to my family and the fierce, consuming feelings I had for Jungkook. He was everything I never knew I wanted—strong, intense, and fiercely passionate. But could I really turn my back on my parents’ wishes?

“Jungkook, I don’t know what to do ,” I admitted, my voice muffled against his shoulder.

“Just promise me you won’t say yes to this engagement,” he pleaded, his grip tightening as if he were trying to shield me from the world’s darkness. “You mean too much to me.”

His words resonated deep within me. The depths of his obsession were becoming clearer, and a part of me was captivated by it. “But what if—”

“No more ‘what ifs,’” he interrupted, pulling back to lock eyes with me. “You are not going to marry understood" his gaze was so intense

His tone was unwavering, and I could see the darkness behind his devotion. In that moment, I realized Jungkook wasn’t just protective; he was dangerously possessive. I felt a thrill at the intensity of his feelings, a dark pull that made my heart race. “I’ll think about it,” I finally said, my breath quickening.

“Good,” he replied, a satisfied smile creeping onto his lips that sent a shiver down my spine. “Because I’ won't let it' happen”

As he leaned down to kiss my forehead, a wave of warmth enveloped me. For the first time, I felt desired, cherished in a way that made me forget the shadows threatening to consume me. But the reality of my impending engagement loomed close, an insidious reminder that nothing could ever be that simple

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