I made my way downstairs and happened to run into that bride. She stopped after seeing me. Her brows raised as she looked at her guards over her shoulder. They gave her an unknowing glance and she averted her eyes to me. I was nervous. Why is she looking at me like that?
My social anxiety was now at its peak but I want to know who this girl is. And maybe, interacting with new people will help me get out of my bubble. I forwarded my hand for a shake and she took it
"Hey, may I know who you are? Myself Y/n." I said and she hummed.
"Stella.. Jeon Stella"
I smiled a little and nodded while taking my hand back. "Oh, you are Jungkook's sister. I didn't-"
"Mind you, I'm his wife, Mrs. Jeon Stella, not his sister." Her teeth gritted and I stood there, dumbfounded at her words.
Wife? But he married me then how can she be his wife?
It doesn't make sense.
I chuckled as I realised something "Oh, you are playing a prank, aren't you?" I tried to make the conversation light hearted even though her words cut me deep inside my chest. Even if it's a prank, how can she call my husband hers?
It's not like I am happy by the fact that he is my husband but I don't appreciate it either if he marries someone else. This is straight up adultery and awfully disgusting.
But he'd never do that or did he?
She snorted, "You cheap maid, stop it. I am his wife. See this ring, he made me wear it. He took vows with me and he married me in front of the priest. This is not a fucking prank." She showed me her ring finger and all the playfulness faded from every fiber of my being.
W-what? She's married..to him? Like really..to him!
How can this be? Why would he do that? He married me, no?
Just tonight he married me.
Even though it was forced, I am still married to him.
I may stay in denial to accept this relationship but if someone else comes and tells me that she is my husband's wife, I can't let it slide.
He can not be hers.
Never!!
Without my knowledge, a tear slipped out of my eyes and she continued, "Lowlife like you don't even know their place. Just because I shook hands with you, doesn't mean you will say whatever you want. And what the hell are you even doing here? As much as I heard about Jungkook, he dismisses his servants after their work is done. Why are you still here in his mansion and haven't returned to the maids' quarters?"
She stared at me from up to down, clearly not liking what she saw. She was judging me too hard and damn, she stabbed the healing wound of my insecurities right with her eyes.
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Renegade : A Mafia Romance
Fanfiction"Leave her" I said. He raised his brow at my words and I understood what he wanted. "Please..." I begged and a smug grin erupted on his lips. He took my chin between his fingers while tracing his thumb over my face. "Don't beg, sweetheart. Just sign...