"𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍"

1WEEK 2DAYS

Just a dream or rather, I must say a nightmare that felt like it could tear me apart. I don’t want this man in my life, regardless of whether things improve or worsen. As a tear trickled down my cheek, I slowly opened my eyes, sunlight pouring in.

Before me stood Jungkook, wearing that same wicked smirk I’d seen the previous night, holding a bucket while dressed in a sleek black tuxedo.

I sniffed, rubbing my red nose as the water dripped all over me, leaving me chilled. What was that all about? I glared at him, my eyes filled with anger.

The sunlight hit his face, making him look more attractive by the second, but it also intensified my irritation.

“It’s just a morning treat,” he smirked, causing my blood to boil as I mentally cursed him a thousand times. I noticed his gaze drifting downward.

I followed his line of sight and realized he was staring at my wet shirt, which had turned transparent and revealed my white bra. Under the sunlight, it must have looked even worse. I quickly covered my chest, feeling completely exposed.

“Don’t look, you pervert!” I hissed. He gulped but remained fixated on me, even as I shot him a furious look.

"You don’t even notice the pervert in me," he said with an obnoxious attitude, making my jaw drop in disbelief. He pretended to leave, but turned back, leaning closer as I leaned back in fear, staring into his deep brown eyes.

"You have some nice curves over there," he whispered in my ear, and vanished leaving me dumbfounded and blushing from embarrassment. What was I doing, fooling around while he commented on my appearance? Ugh! Why, Yn, why?

I sank into a chair, mortified, contemplating how he must have felt seeing me like this. Jeon Jungkook, I swear, I’ll make you pay!

I cautiously removed my hands from my chest to see how I looked, realizing my shirt left little to the imagination.

With a sigh, I felt my cheeks flush even more. It was worse than I thought. I shut my eyes, remembering his damn smirk as he eyed me.

I decided to wait until his leave to avoid facing him again and would definitely remember everything that had transpired. I sat there for about twenty minutes, thinking it through. Just imagining his feeling.

He must have left by now, I hoped. Slowly, I opened the glass door and stepped inside, heading straight for the shower to freshen up and clear my mind.

Wrapped in a towel, I approached my wardrobe. Every outfit was beautiful, but one caught my eye, a cream floral dress. I promised myself I wouldn’t wear white again after this morning.

Once dressed, I admired myself in the mirror, feeling beautiful. I spun around, imagining myself as a princess destined to marry a beast, like Belle and the Beast.

I chuckled to myself as I went downstairs, where a maid was waiting for me.

“Mrs. Jeon, please have your breakfast,” she said politely. As I almost refused, but my stomach grumbled loudly. Shyly, I smiled as she guided me to the dining table, which was massive.

I wondered if this man was a beast and indeed, he was. A huge table suited a massive beast, I thought as I took a deep breath before sitting down.

The maid brought out a plethora of food options, scrambled eggs, buttered toast, tomato soup, oats, rice balls, noodles, kimchi pancakes, spicy rice cakes, pastries, and a glass of orange juice.

I stared at her in disbelief. “God! I’m not a beast!” I exclaimed, and she chuckled in response.

“But you are a beauty,” she complimented, and I felt like I was over the moon. no, this is morning so, over the sun!

I blushed at her words, replying, “Thank you. It’s been years since I’ve seen this much food,” reminiscing about a similar feast on my father’s birthday party, but then my smile faded.

I lowered my head, realizing it was August. “What’s today’s date?” I asked, even though I hoped to know already. The maid thought for a moment before answering, “Hmm… it’s August 4th.” She stated with a smile. That means one week and two days…

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