It's the prequel of "my little doom" and a FF it's y/n and Jungkook's story
Min y/n is an independent woman who has faced life's challenges head-on. She works tirelessly to provide for her 5-year-old son, Min-ho, who is her entire world. Despite th...
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Y/n's POV
Holy fucking shit I can't believe this twisted turn of fate? I'm coming back from that goddamn party my sexy stranger threw, The same hot stranger I met six goddamn years ago in a club in Italy. And now he's my boss. It's like the universe is giving me the middle finger, saying, A very big "fuck you, bitch."
6 Years ago (Italy)
Y/n's Pov
"Y/n, quit moping around like a wet blanket! It's been a whole frickin' month. How many more tears are you gonna shed for that douchebag? Come on, we're hitting up the new club in town," Jennifer exclaimed, yanking me off my bed.
"Jen, seriously, I'm not up for it. Leave me be," I whined.
"Y/n, for the love of tequila shots, listen to Jen! Get your fine self to the frickin' bathroom and change. You stink worse than a skunk with bad gas. When was the last time you showered, huh?" Lily teased, making a face.
"Ugh, I can't stand you both," I grumbled as I dragged myself out of bed.
"We love you too, stinky!" Jennifer and Lily chorused, high-fiving each other with cheeky grins.
After some more whining and resistance, I begrudgingly made my way to the bathroom. As I stood under the water, I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of my friends and their crude yet oddly caring ways of pushing me out of my funk.
Emerging from the bathroom feeling a bit fresher, I found Jennifer and Lily waiting with outfits laid out for me like I was some kind of fashion-challenged toddler.
"Alright, Princess, time to put on your big girl pants... and this cute dress we picked out for you," Jennifer said, holding up a sparkly number.
"Fine, fine. I give in," I sighed, letting them dress me up like a life-size Barbie.
And as we headed out to the club, I couldn't help but feel grateful for their relentless, albeit hilarious, efforts to cheer me up.
time skip to club
"Feeling good now, y/n?" Jen asked, eyeing me over the rim of her shot glass.
"Damn good, Jen," I declared, downing the fiery liquid.
"That's my girl!" Lily chimed in, raising her glass in approval.
"Hey, y/n, check it out. That hottie over there is totally eyeing you up," Jen pointed out with a mischievous grin.
I glanced in the direction she indicated, quickly turning my head back before he could catch me staring. "Nah, doubt it. And even if he is, I'm not fucking interested," I shrugged nonchalantly.
"Come on, y/n! It's our last night in Italy. What better way to forget about your ex than a hot one-night stand?" Lily urged, winking suggestively.
"Ugh, shut up, both of you! I already said I'm not interested," I scolded them, rolling my eyes.
