𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 || 𝐏𝐉𝐌 𝐅𝐓 𝐉𝐉𝐊

Chapter-17: His sinister plans

Aylin pov:

As I entered the opulent villa sprawled across a lush, manicured estate, its grandeur and majesty leaving all who beheld it in awe. Floor-to-ceiling windows and sliding glass doors seamlessly integrated indoor and outdoor living, offering breathtaking views of the turquoise infinity pool and meticulously landscaped gardens.

Inside, lavish chandeliers illuminated expansive rooms adorned with rich wood paneling, plush carpets, and exquisite artwork. Every detail, from the marble countertops to the crystal-encrusted fixtures, exuded refinement and luxury, creating a truly regal retreat for the discerning elite.

I stepped into the lavish room, my eyes widening as I took in the opulent decor. I want to change my clothes into comfortable one.

Aylin- where's my belongings?

Jimin's smile broadened as he swept his arm toward a sliding glass door, revealing a cavernous closet that rivaled a boutique. Rows of designer clothes, shelves of exquisite shoes, and a rainbow of handbags seemed to stretch on forever. My eyes darted across the dazzling array, my mind reeling.

Jimin- You don't need your belongings here. Your husband will provide everything you need.

I feel disgust when he called himself my husband. I remained silent, my gaze drifting back to the closet. I selected a comfortable night suit and changed quickly.

As I turned to leave, Jimin's hand shot out, and the door clicked shut behind me. The soft snick of the card key locking into place made my heart skip a beat.

Aylin- what the hell are you doing? Let me go out

I demanded, my voice firm but controlled.

Jimin- don't husband and wife sleep together in one room.....in one bed

He stepped closer to me while smirking

My jaw clenched, my teeth clicking into place. Without a word, I stalked across the room and settled onto the plush couch, my eyes flashing with a mixture of frustration and defiance.

My gaze remained fixed on the door, my chest rising and falling with measured breaths. I could feel Jimin's eyes on me, but I refused to acknowledge him. The silence between us grew thicker, heavy with unspoken words.

Finally, his footsteps broke the stillness. He strode to his bed, his movements deliberate. As he lay down, his gaze drifted back to me, his eyes narrowing slightly. His jaw clenched, a muscle twitching in his cheek.

For a moment, our eyes locked in a silent standoff. Then, his lids dropped, and he turned away, his broad back a clear dismissal.

The room was bathed in an uneasy silence, the only sound the soft hum of the air conditioning and the distant thrum of the city outside. The darkness seemed to pulse with unspoken emotions.

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Next day I woke up early my back was paining and I was feeling hungry too, since last night I didn't ate anything.

I did my morning routine as I went outside the room and saw so many of maids working there I went downstairs while taking elevator as I saw jimin already sitting on dining table and having his breakfast I ignored him and sat in front of him little far away.

My eyes widened when I saw what was in breakfast as a maid then came

Maid- mam if you want I can preheat for you

Aylin- is there anything else in breakfast

Maid- mam? Don't you like this? Sir told us to make this because it's your favorite