My eyes lit open when I felt the cold water in the tub.
I held the tud tightly to get up but the pains washed over me. It hurts so bad that it felt like I have been Stig by a thousand bees.
I guess I spent a hour here in the tub. I freshed up. And return with a towel covering my bruised body.
When I approached the wardrobe. I saw a beautiful black dress lying on the bed with some jewellery.
And there was a note places on the jewellery box. As I shifted my way and walked towards the bed.
I picked up the note as it said
Get dressed.
I didn't even take seconds to realise that's Jungkook. I held the sticky note tight I felt a strange feeling.
The feeling I never felt before. I hesitated to wear the dress.
But I wore it anyways and the diamond necklace. I looked at the mirror
To find the purple hickey marks on my neck. Oh! No I have to cover it.
I took the foundation and literally painted myself. I also covered the red marks on my face and body.
As I observed my lips closely I saw a wound. My lips don't need any lipstick cuz it's already looked like burgundy.
I went through his drawers to find a lip balm or something to help my lips feel better.
I check all but when I pulled opened the last one. I saw a burnt diary and a box beside it.
My hand went to the diary. But No, I don't want to. It's his personal space I stopped myself. I stood in small black heel.
And made my way limping with the wall support. I was in my worst condition.
I went down stairs controlling to stay stable as much as possible. But it just came out limping.
The movement I lifted my head. I saw everything was decorated in black. It had black roses beautiful flower bouquets black bowes.
It looked fabulous. I was lost in how beautiful it looked. But living here was a nightmare.
I lumped out to the out. To see, many people were dressed in black. Sipping thier champagne & wine.
Some of them were known to me. When I got out they all looked at me as they saw a ghost.
People were glaring and some were gossiping and cursing. I was confused. I felt like something bad is gonna happen And the tension builded on me.
What's happening? Is something wrong? I limped as people made way. My heart hammering in my chest.
As It stopped when I saw a black coffin. And a large photo frame of Ms. Jeon.
Everything stopped while I stared at the coffin with heavy heart.
My lips shaked and
steps trembled. I froze on spot. Guilt, trauma, melancholy Name it, I felt everything.
Sorrys can't repair the damage you have caused it's just an word. An word for your mistake to cover it.~
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•THE VILLAIN• [JJK]
RomanceA story with many twists of a billionaire and A SELF MADE TRILLIONAIRE.