Kim Taehyung, is from a middleclass family, goes to a private beach mansion of Jeju Island. His dad's old friend invited them to his son's luxurious wedding.
There, he meets the Groom Jeon Jungkook, the youngest heir of jeon group of companies
They...
Taehyung's jaw practically hit the floor as he looked up, This room was HUGE, like three times bigger than his own room and the furniture looked like it belonged in a museum, every piece a masterpiece of design.
Every detail, from the plush carpeting underfoot to the glittering chandeliers overhead, screamed luxury
He hesitantly stepped further inside, his eyes taking in the grandeur. Rich paintings adorned the walls, Gleaming furniture, crafted from the finest wood, was placed around the room, inviting him to sink into their plush cushions.
He quickly ran towards the balcony, He flung open the glass doors, the salty air whipping his hair back. He braced himself, expecting the private beach view
Instead, a gasp escaped his lips as his eyes landed on something entirely unexpected, it was a huge jacuzzi, Plush white towels were neatly folded on a nearby chaise longue, and a bottle of chilled champagne stood in an ice bucket, taehyung giggled as he saw the private beach behind the jacuzzi
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I was admiring the view Suddenly a realization hit me and panic clawed in my throat
I practically ran back towards the door, reaching for the handle, I yanked on the door with all my strength. It wouldn't budge. It was Locked. My breath hitched. I tried the knob again, rattling it uselessly but nothing worked, I even tried the passage and the machine showed
"WRONG PASSWORD, TRY AGAIN"
I scanned the room, searching for a phone, anything to call for help. But there was nothing - no phone on the end tables, no intercom panel on the wall. I was well and truly stuck.
What If the owner showed up now, I'd be caught red-handed, a trespasser with no explanation, what if he thinks me as a thief, They might call security, or worse, the police!!!!!.
My breath hitched in my throat as the bathroom door creaked open, I squeezed my eyes shut, willing myself invisible. A gasp escaped my lips. Had I been caught already?
Footsteps, light and bare, walked across the plush carpet, sending a fresh wave of panic through me.
I saw a man standing in the center of the room, it was a figure straight out of a magazine. A man, tall with broad shoulders, his back was turned towards me, a black towel wrapped low on his hips
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