The King's Obsession

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C91 - List of adjectives- Part 3

Lisa had been utterly mortified when Jungkook had asked Sehun to make the garter. The information could have been relayed in parchment as it wasn't the outer clothes but what he had asked for was a female's intimate possession in front of everyone.      

"You did it on purpose. You wanted to create doubt in his mind. That is why you called him today, isn't it?" questioned Lisa, stopping her feet from walking any further. Jungkook took one step before turning around.      

"Sorry, what was it again?" he asked her and Lisa ground her teeth.      

"Nothing," said Lisa to start walking again. But before she could walk past him, Jungkook caught hold of her arm.      

"I think someone needs to learn some manners on how to behave," Jungkook stared at her. He did not go of her arm and neither did Lisa try to resist. What was the point of resisting if he was only going to catch her when they were barely a few inches away from each other.      

"What you did was something I did not like," she confessed, "I thought men who were affectionate and loved the woman didn't speak about things like that."     

"Let me tell you. You thought wrong," he responded and noticed how she frowned, "Confused?" he asked her.      

Lisa felt her arm finally free without her needing to tell him and she stared at him.      

"You," said Jungkook and Lisa turned attentive, "I was only getting rid of the unwanted people out of your life. What is the point of pinning hopes on a man when he can't even trust you."     

"And you do?"     

A wicked smile spread out on Jungkook's lips hearing the words that came out of Lisa's lips, "I do. Very much do. We must be pronounced husband and wife if there was a priest in here," and Lisa blushed by his words of how elegantly he twisted things around making him look like a saint but Lisa knew he was anything but a saint.      

She turned her head away from him and tried to get her mind sorted where she would not have to look at his face.     

"Such a shy girl. I can barely wonder what would happen if I were to take you to bed," Lisa snapped her head and glared at him.      

"Please stop making me uncomfortable. If you want to win my heart you will need to know what I am okay and not okay with," she didn't know for how long she would be able to handle his teasing.      

Jungkook turned around and picked one of the white roses that was sitting quietly amongst the other roses next to it. Isolating it from the others.      

"Lisa, I see you like this white rose. Something so pure and serene," Jungkook said to her, "I am a man who is surrounded by different wildflowers but you are the one who caught my attention because of the way you are. I will accept you the way you are but you will need to open your heart to me. Trusting and placing your feelings stubbornly with a man you barely know. Wouldn't you say you know me better than that tailorman?"     

"Why do you keep calling him tailorman when he has a name?" she asked him, staring into his red eyes.      

"Isn't that what he is?" Jungkook tilted his head in question, "It would be a different scenario now, if he was dead. It would be dead man," he joked, which Lisa didn't find to be funny, "You lack humour, sweet Lisa."      

"I don't think our definition of humour is the same."     

"There's a satire in the dark humour, sweetheart," the King chuckled before getting back to the previous question he had asked her, "Tell me. Do you know him better than me? We have spent even more time together than you have with him."