"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍"

COLD ARGUMENT WITH HIM

Adjustments are completed, Ms. Lee! The maid announced before bowing as I smiled at her.

Thank you, I replied, returning her bow with a warm smile. It was really kind of her to help me with the wedding dress to size it. She raised her head and said, "I will take my leave now, Ms. Lee," before departing. As I was in a hurry since I had arrived late on darn my wedding day.

I sighed, admiring the stunning wedding dress.

The dress was adorned with the loveliest pearls and flowed with silky waves, and the off-shoulder design was the perfect finishing touch. I was so captivated that I nearly forgot about my wedding entirely.

Oh! It's almost time. I glanced out of the room, looking for the maid, but there wasn't a single soul in my sight. "Where's the maid?" I murmured, feeling puzzled.

I needed some ice for my face as my eyes looked puffy from all the crying I did last night.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped out of the room in search of her. Where could she have gone? I was utterly baffled when I noticed a door in front of me. I opened it to see a tall figure in a ocean blue shirt, with his back to me as he suddenly turned.

Fuck it.

Oh no! it's Jungkook. He appeared to be undressing because buttons of his shirt undone, but before I could exit, Our eyes met, sending me into a panic.

"Aaa, sorry!" I stammered, trying to explain myself as I attempted to leave without causing a scene as my cheeks burned in embarrassment.

But then I heard his deep voice. "Are you trying to run away?" he asked, raising an eyebrow as his piercing gaze locked onto mine.

"What? Ha! You're unbelievable. I'm not running away," I yelped at him, glaring into his dark, mysterious eyes as anger surged within me.

Who does he think I am? A coward? Always fleeing from her problems? That's not me at all. I rolled my eyes in disbelief Just then, his voice broke through my thoughts.

"Oh really? Do you think I would believe every single lie you say?" he questioned, his tone laced with sarcasm that ignited my fury. Is he really accusing me of lying? I despise falsehoods and have no reason to lie to him of all people!

"Mind your words, Jeon," I warned him, casting my fiercest glare. As He stepped closer, making me instinctively back away as he invaded my space.

"Jeon, stop!" I exclaimed, widening my eyes as I found myself pressed against the wall, staring into his dark, emotion-filled orbs.

"Jeon, I'm warning you," I repeated, feeling apprehension creep in. He had a nefarious intent as I turned to run, but he seized my hand firmly.

He pulled me close, crashing into his chest, and I felt his heat envelop me. "Let me go, Jeon," I hissed at him angrily.

"Why should I? Darling," he smirked, which infuriated me further. Darling!? How dare he call me that, he's my enemy!

"Shut the fuck up, Jeon!" I snapped, instantly regretting my words as I saw his teeth clench in anger, his expression darkening.

He tightened his grip painfully as he warned, "Don't ever speak to me like that." His husky voice sent shivers down my spine. As if I cared?

But he leaned even closer, threatening, "You're going to regret what you said." I suddenly realized he leaned in, peering at my lips looks like he might kiss me, Oh! No, what to do!? I pressed my lips as I felt his warmth breath on cheeks heating them up as his lips were about to touch mine.

Then, we heard a knock at the door interrupted and he loosened his grip on me, leaving red marks on my wrist. And I glared at him, rubbing my wrist as the maid appeared, visibly nervous under Jungkook's glare.

I pulled my hand away from his grasp and turned back to the maid, asking with a feeble smile, "Can you get me some ice?" She nodded and hurried off as I quickly followed her, eager to avoid Jungkook once more.

How on earth am I going to stand him life long!? This is going to be pure torture.

I sighed in frustration. How dare she talk to me like that! That little mouth of hers. She will come to regret this. But for now, I need to get ready for my wedding.

A smirk spread across my face.

Revenge is a dish best served cold.

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