𝐌𝐫. 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭 || 𝐊𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐉𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐅

💍𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟. 09💍

Jin was determined on to execute his plan to make his so-called husband's life miserable.

However, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed as he stood infront of the villa, the sight of the grand Villa of his so-called husband, left Jin gaping in awe.

Because just when he stepped out of the car, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of the great mansion.

The sprawling estate was the epitome of luxury, with its pristine gardens, sparkling fountains, and grand entrance. Marble columns lined the front, and enormous crystal chandeliers were visible even from outside, casting a soft glow on the polished floors.

"How ridiculously rich is he?"

Jin wondered silently, nervously glancing back at the guards stationed at the entrance.

The guards bowed at him making Jin nervously bowed back politely.

Jungkook smirked, noticing Jin's astonished expression. "Welcome to your new home, darling," he said, clearly enjoying the moment.

Jin blinked, his mouth slightly open. "This... this place is huge," he stammered, feeling overwhelmed by the sheer opulence of it all.

Jungkook chuckled, leading him through the massive double doors into the grand foyer.

Jin looked around, taking in the high ceilings, the intricate moldings, and the extravagant decor.

Everything was perfect, almost too perfect. Despite his awe, he couldn't shake the feeling that this was all part of Jungkook's plan to impress him.

Everything here were so rich and huge. Jin would like to wonder around, but at the moment, he'd like to visit the bathroom first, It was urgent.

"Ah...uhm..." Jin stumbled over his words as he tried to address Jungkook, only to realize he didn't knew what to call him, he was unsure of how to speak to the man.

His so-called mother ordered him to call his so-called husband with outmost respect, so was he suppose to call him like how others does, Mr. Jeon?

Jungkook, adjusting his tie with an air of authority, glanced at Jin and asked, "Do you need anything?"

"Bathroom!" Jin blurted out, feeling his cheeks flush with embarrassment. "I need to pee," he added hastily, immediately regretting his choice of the way to speak, when he saw his so-called husband suppressing a chuckle,

"Of course, darling. Follow me," he said, guiding Jin down a hallway lined with priceless artwork.

As they reached a door, Jungkook opened it to reveal a bathroom that was more like a personal spa. Marble counters, gold fixtures, and a giant soaking tub made the space look like something out of a magazine.

Jin stood in the doorway, taking it all in. "This is the bathroom?" he asked, incredulous. "Are you sure it's not a damn spa?"

"You can take it as one, Take your time to freshen up and change into something comfortable," Jungkook instructed, his tone surprisingly calming.

Wait, His voice was always calm, specially speaking with me... Jin wondered, but he shook off the weird and unnecessary thoughts and looked at Jungkook to find the man already staring at him,

"Oh... thank you," Jin mumbled gratefully before darting into the bathroom.

As he stood there, staring at his reflection in the ornate mirror, he couldn't help but feel a mix of awe and irritation. Jungkook's wealth and the way he flaunted it was almost too much to handle.

"He's trying to impress me," Jin muttered to himself. "But I won't let him get to me. I have a plan."

"Anyway, let me light up first."

As Jin finished up, he couldn't help but marvel at the enormity of the bathroom. "Why such a huge bathroom?" Jin pondered aloud, a laugh escaping him as he exited. A entire family of four can happily and comfortably live here.

Jin sighed as he lazily observed the expansive room, his eyes drawn to the large king-size bed that seemed to swallow up the space, but again the room was hugely big. However. He shook off the thoughts when he realized the purpose of his visit to the room: to change into something comfortable.

Approaching his suitcase, Jin's excitement turned to confusion and then annoyance as he discovered his suitcase was almost all empty.

"What the hell..." he muttered, rifling through the sparse contents.

His frustration grew as he realized that most of his clothes were missing, leaving him with only a few basic items.

Three shirts which he brought with Jimin the previous day, two jeans and in wears, other then those he found his favorite pajama, and then the whole suitcase was empty,

Where did the cloths go which he bought with Jimin at the gucci store? Why only three of them here?

"Great, so that's why she was in my room," Jin muttered under his breath, recalling the unsettling sight of his so-called mother rummaging through his belongings.

It was clear now that she had taken it upon herself for her son like always, A wave of anger and sadness washed over him.

"Why do I have such bad luck and such a horrible mother?" he muttered, feeling the sting of betrayal.

With a resigned sigh, Jin grabbed his pajamas and made his way to the bathroom to wash up.