𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 || 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊

F O U R T E E N

Two days later.....

Elina's pov....

It was which it wasn't. There's a hollow. In between my mind and my heart. And the hollow was deep enough to swallow my whole existence.

It's been two days since I left Jeon on his office. After that neither I contacted him no he did. All I heard that Zeno said Jeon was out for some mission and won't be back home soon.

Was he angry?

I never could forgot that day.... My 21st birthday . Jeon kissed me. I was froze on my spot to reciprocate the kiss. To be specific I didn't know how to but if I knew I can't promise that I wouldn't return the gesture .

My whole world was blank except his mint musky perfume floating to my nostrils , creating thousands of butterflies in my stomach which was completely new to me. The kiss was long. A whole two minutes and when he left my lips I was breathless. I was panting and on a verge of dying.

Jeon pulled me into his body, hugged me like I was the five years old girl needed to be cherish and I fall asleep on him.

But.......

However , Leo was right. I am about to marry Leo and if somehow these actions of me with his brother revealed , Jeon's image will be ruined which he had earned on his blood.

I had wear a long scarlet red silk gown which was delicately designed on the chest area and there's a small part of it a phrase " la mia fragola " was written in a silvery shining letter. I wonder what does this phrase mean but I was too sad to googled it.

I tied my hair in a bun and wear the locket which was send with this dress. Sender name? Obviously Jeon Jungkook. I looked at the watch and it was 6.45 in the evening.

I can't even believe Jeon wouldn't be present in my engagement. Maybe he was sad or angry or upset with my actions........

“ You look absolutely devine, Mrs. Jungkook! ”

I almost flinched back with the sudden appearance of hoarse familiar deep voice. The lipstick was on my hand fell on the ground as I gasped loudly.

Jeon!

He was standing on my balcony door, leaning against the frame with two hands in his pocket and right leg crossed against the left one. He was wearing the white suit which I gave him a few months back on his successful Thailand project.

His hair was tied in a man bun and two loose strand was brushing against his exposed forehead. His eyes had a little bit of dark circles, claiming that he hadn't slept properly. Still his aura was unbeatable.

He looked ethereal!

Jeon stepped forward , helping me to gain my consciousness and reminded me that I was checking him out, shamelessly.

I turned around from him and cleared my throat.

“ My room has a door, Jeon. You can use it to come inside like a proper human. ”

His habits of hopping inside my room through my balcony like he was the owner of every fucking moment...... I flushed badly.

“ That's boring, Strawberry. It wouldn't made you as flushed as much you're right now. ”

Hell!

When I named him Satan I mean it with all my heart.

I coughed a little and walked towards my bedside table. I took my phone and started to scroll something...... important? No. I was avoiding him.