Mafia's Caretaker; The Devil's Cure

#59 Glad to be yours

Almost 4k words; enjoy ✨

Nowadays I am noticing how the votes are lowering down slowly. My readers are my support and your appreciation towards chapters encourages me to write more for you all. But what I am noticing is I am hardly getting 200 votes at 1k read count. Not even half of the read count or should I say it's not even close to it.

The lack of support is quite disheartening 💔

It was bugging me for a few days so I thought to address it. I am not forcing you to vote but if you are enjoying it then please show appreciation. It is not easy to write a full chapter and when you back away from showing support it breaks my heart. I hope you consider this request of mine.

And it feels weird addressing this topic again and again. I don't wanna pressurise you about voting and all. But if you genuinely feel like voting then don't hold yourself back.

Happy reading ❤️

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Her clammy fingers traced the fabric of the gown her body is cladded into. A turbulence of emotions in her mind. After sometime she is gonna tie the knot with him, Jeon Jungkook.

Exhilaration filled her. The thought of getting married, taking vows makes her feel butterflies in the stomach and she doesn't know how to control them except smiling like an idiot.

Marriage.

A commitment to life with that specific someone chosen by destiny for you. The honor and privilege of being someone else's. Someone whom your heart and soul desires to be with.

A silly giddiness takes over her imagining the situation where she will be standing with him on the altar. Her heart raced and breathing turned uneven.

But it was much worse than she had thought. The moment he held her hand and made her stand on the stage she was shaking like a leaf. She wasn't able to bring herself to lift her head and look at him. These weird, uncomfortable yet uncontrollable feelings are making her feel dizzy.

Her hands were shaking and as if he was trying to provide a kind of silent assurance he gripped her hands. The tingling sensation faded away when his warmth engulfed her.

"Let's start the ceremony." The diminishing nervousness once again took over her as soon as she heard the priest.

Is it really happening?

Y/n closed her eyes and take a deep breath. Ok here goes nothing. She called on her courage to face the person who is gonna be her husband even though he already is. How tricky.

"Will you have Shin Y/n to be your wife, to live together in holy marriage? Will you love her, comfort her, honor, and keep herin sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful to her as long as you both shall live?

"I do."

"Will you have Jeon Jungkook to be your husband, to live together in holy marriage? Will you love him, comfort him, honor, and keep him in sickness and in health, and forsaking all others, be faithful to him as long as you both shall live?

Her beat thudded violently against her rib cage as her hands started to shake. Nervousness washed over her as she found her throat clogging up making it difficult for her to let out any word. Feeling a rush of conflicting emotions, she held his hand more tightly, squeezing them, preparing herself to speak.

"I do." A warm feeling engulfed her when she witnessed his lips curling up in a beautiful smile and oh God she melted.

"You may kiss the bride." Only this was to say and Jeon Jungkook didn't hesitate from stepping towards her, closing the distance between them. Gently lifting the veil, he cradled her face in his palm, his touch sending jolts of electricity to her body.