My jungkook

The grand estate of the Huan family gleamed in the early morning sun, its manicured gardens buzzing with activity in preparation for the wedding of Shai Huan to Jungkook Jeon. The union was meant to solidify the partnership between two of the most powerful families in the country. Inside the estate, the bride-to-be was surrounded by a flurry of attendants and stylists, but her thoughts were elsewhere.

In the corner of the room, quietly observing the chaos, was Aiky, Shai's maid. She moved silently, her presence barely acknowledged by the guests. To them, she was just another servant, but in the eyes of Jungkook, she was something else entirely.

Aiky and Jungkook had met by chance one evening when Shai had hosted a lavish party. Jungkook had stumbled into the kitchen, seeking refuge from the stifling conversations of the elite. There, he had found Aiky preparing refreshments, her eyes darting up in surprise as he entered. Their first conversation had been polite and cautious, but it quickly evolved into something deeper.

A Hidden Passion:

Their affair had started in secret, stolen moments hidden from the world. Jungkook would often visit Shai under the guise of wedding planning, but it was Aiky he truly longed to see. In quiet corners of the mansion, their passion would ignite, words unspoken filled with longing and desire.

On one such evening, Jungkook found Aiky in the library, her silhouette illuminated by the soft glow of a reading lamp. He approached her quietly, his heart racing at the sight of her. She looked up, her eyes meeting his, and a small, knowing smile played on her lips.

"We shouldn't," she whispered, though she made no move to leave.

"I know," Jungkook replied, his voice low and charged with emotion. "But I can't stay away."

He closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a fervent kiss. The world around them faded, leaving only the heat of their entwined bodies and the soft rustle of fabric as they gave in to their forbidden passion. Their love was a consuming fire, hidden from the world but burning brightly between them.

The Morning of the Wedding:

As the wedding day dawned, Aiky was torn between guilt and longing. She moved through the estate like a ghost, aware that the day would mark the end of her secret affair with Jungkook. Shai was radiant in her wedding gown, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing beneath her roof.

Jungkook, too, felt the weight of his choices. He stood in his room, staring at his reflection in the mirror. His tuxedo was tailored to perfection, yet he felt a crushing sense of dread. He had tried to convince himself that marrying Shai was the right thing to do, but his heart belonged to Aiky.

As the final hour approached, Jungkook knew he couldn't go through with it. He had to make a choice, and he had to make it now. Without a second thought, he grabbed his phone and called Aiky, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Meet me at the garden gate," he said, his heart pounding.

Aiky's heart leaped in her chest. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," Jungkook replied, conviction in his voice. "I love you, Aiky. Let's leave this place and start anew."

The Great Escape:

Aiky didn't hesitate. She hurriedly packed a small bag with essentials, her hands trembling with a mix of fear and excitement. She slipped out of the estate unnoticed, her heart racing as she made her way to the garden gate.

Jungkook was already there, his eyes scanning the grounds for any sign of pursuit. When he saw Aiky approaching, he felt a surge of relief. He took her hand, pulling her close, their eyes meeting in silent understanding.

"We have to go now," Jungkook said, urgency in his voice.

Aiky nodded, her grip on his hand tightening. They slipped into the shadows, making their way to a waiting car hidden just beyond the estate's boundaries. As the vehicle sped away, Jungkook took a deep breath, feeling a weight lift from his shoulders.

"We did it," Aiky said, disbelief in her voice.

Jungkook smiled, leaning over to kiss her. "Yes, we did. Together."

Poor Broken Bride:

Back at the estate, the guests were growing restless. The ceremony was set to begin, yet there was no sign of the groom. Shai waited anxiously in the bridal suite, her heart sinking with each passing minute. Her father entered the room, his expression grave.

"Jungkook is missing," he said, trying to maintain his composure. "We've searched everywhere, but there's no trace of him."

Shai felt a cold dread wash over her. She refused to believe it at first, convinced that there must be some mistake. But as the minutes turned to hours, the reality of the situation became impossible to ignore. The guests began to leave, their whispers of pity and scandal filling the air.

As the last of the guests departed, Shai stood alone in the empty hall, her wedding dress a symbol of her shattered dreams. She couldn't comprehend how everything had gone so wrong. Her heart ached with a mix of anger and betrayal.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her chest, and her vision blurred. The room spun around her, and she collapsed, unconscious before she hit the floor.

Vowed Revenge;

Three days later, Shai awoke in a hospital bed, the sterile scent of antiseptic filling the air. Her family was gathered around her, their expressions a mixture of relief and concern.

"Thank goodness you're awake," her mother said, tears in her eyes.

Shai tried to sit up, wincing at the soreness in her chest. The doctor explained that she had suffered a heart attack, brought on by the stress and shock of the wedding day.

As she processed the news, Shai's mind returned to the betrayal she had suffered. Her fiancé had abandoned her, leaving her to face the humiliation alone. She thought of Aiky, the quiet maid who had been her confidante, and the bitter taste of betrayal intensified.

But amid the heartbreak, a new resolve began to take shape. Shai would not be defeated by this. She would rise above the pain and take control of her destiny.

"I won't let them get away with this," she vowed, her voice steady despite the turmoil in her heart.

Her family exchanged worried glances, but Shai's determination was unshakable. She had lost the battle, but the war was far from over. She would find Jungkook and Aiky, and she would make them pay for the hurt they had caused her.

As she lay in the hospital bed, Shai began to plot her next move, her heart set on revenge. This was just the beginning of her story, and she would not rest until justice was served.

-To be continued...