𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕
The bright rays of the enormous sun just entered her room through the small aesthetic window, falling on her face which was covered with all dried tears. The birds chirping and the light environment around her was a little cozy making it comfortable for her.
She switched sides to the direction where the window was and her eyes fluttered a little due to the sunlight falling directly on her face. She got up and sat on the bed looking around her room to find it all a mess.
A mess.
Just like her head.
She released a heavy sign and got up from the bed making her way towards the restroom to take warm shower.
𝐘/𝐍'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕
I came out of the washroom and wore my formal attire. I did my bold makeup and left the room after taking my belongings.
I was climbing down the stairs when I noticed everyone on the dinning table well not everyone, my home was missi-wtf. B!tch, don't get ahead of yourself and get over him. It was nothing. Love is a far away shit.
I can't love someone.
It's not possible.
Moreover,
YOU ARE READING
𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚'𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐞 | 𝐉𝐤 𝐟𝐟
Fanfiction𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐗 𝐘/𝐍 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀 Jeon Jungkook, goosebumps automatically rises when he even glares at them. He is a ruthless and heartless mafia. Y/n Verma, Ceo of verma industries who is a cold ice berg for everyone, the only exceptio...