Black Heart's || J.JK

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Jungkook entered the kitchen and stopped on his tracks when he found Y/N sitting on the chair of the counter having her breakfast.

For once, he thought of turning around and walking out of the kitchen but that was not good. He took a deep breath as he looked at the time. He noticed that there was no one in the kitchen as he walked to her.

"Good morning, Ma'am." He greeted before bowing his head a little and raised it only to notice her gaze on him.

He was nervous after what happened last night but he couldn't show it. Y/N took a sip of her orange juice and looked at him before tilting her head, playfulness surfacing her eyes.

"Good morning Jungkook." She smiled and he became alert at her nice smile. "How are you feeling now?" She asked just at the time when the cook and maid entered the kitchen and bowed down when they noticed Y/N there.

Jungkook looked at them and then at Y/N before trying to act like he didn't notice. "Huh?" He asked confused while she knew he was pretending.

"Last night... You were not feeling well." She raised her brow and at her words, the maid and the cook raised their head before glancing at each other and looked at Jungkook. He poked his cheek as he understood what she was trying to pull at.

"Yes Ma'am. I'm grateful that you ended my shift early." He stated.

"That's good. I don't want any of my servants to get sick." She said and forced on the word servants.

The cook and the maid started doing their work while he felt anger surfacing his mind at her words even though it was true that he was just a driver... Her servant.

"Don't worry. Your servants will serve you fully." He looked intensely into her eyes.

"I expect the same. Now that it is settle. My father would have informed you about the party I want to hold tonight." She said and took the bite from her toast topped with Nutella.

His gaze went to her lips as she wrapped them around the sandwich. She knew she was succeeding as she noticed his gaze on her lips before wiping off the chocolate off her mouth with her thumb.

"Focus... On the event. I want everything perfect." Y/N ordered when his gaze met to her but he knew the word 'focus' had a double meaning there. He was not a kid. He knew what the other person meant when the spoke words with double meaning.

"I will keep in check. Everything will be on the perfection." He bowed his head, his eyes still looking at her giving her a dangerous look as he smiled.

"I will be in my room." She smirked clearly hinting and mocking him about the last night and his smiled vanished while her eyes playfully were smiling at him. She stood up and picked her phone from the counter, glancing at him and turning around before going to her room while he was stilled on his position. She, every time, gave him the headache.

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Y/N was standing in front of the mirror with a towel wrapped around her body. She just took the shower while the maid placed her dress on the bed. It was a wine colored thin strapped spaghetti dress. It ended at her mid thighs and she would wear it with the red silhouette.

"Your dress is ready." She informed her. Y/N looked at her through the mirror and nodded.

"How are the preparations going on?" She asked.

"They are going on good. Sir is taking care of everything perfectly." She replied when Y/N turned around and raised her brows at the tone of maid that became low when she said 'sir'.

And she was not wrong for thinking that a maid had something for him as she noticed her cheeks turning a very slightly pink.

"I see... He is very competent and good at what he does. Isn't he?" Y/N asked trying to keep the light mood.