Drug Addict || JJK☆

2. Kookie,

"Up." You poured the whole bucket of water on your husband who stirred and snapped his open, his body automatically jerks to sits himself, "W-what?"

You bite back your laugh, you've never imagined such shocking expression on Jungkook's face, the one who you used to like.

Your husband eyes darts over to your well dressed form and his jaw clenched immediately, "What the hell? Did you think, you own me or what?" He stands up in pure anger, towering your small figure.

Your smile is all gone as your eyes widen a little in horror. What should you do? You've no choice than wake him up like that, or you do.

When you woke up, right at 9:17 or something, you noticed that your father-in-law has sent you a text, "Today, office at 11AM. Don't forget Jungkook."

Just then you remembered that today's the day, you and your husband are gonna take over Jeon's perfume companies, the CEO position.

So preparing yourself, you've waited for your husband to wake up but he didn't so you did by yourself. That's the end of the story.

"M-Mr.Ma!" You stammer, loud enough for the guy on the outside of your bedroom to hear and steps inside, then scans the scene infront of him, you can see your husband's irritation filled eyes glaring at Mr.Ma, eyebrows furrow in slight confusion.

Mr.Ma has been assigned as your personal bodyguard, he is so bulid and tall, taller than your husband and from now on he is gonna be your P.A since you knew nothing about the business, also your husband is not in the position to help you either.

So Jeon Justin, your ex professor guy suggested Mr.Ma for you which you didn't find grateful until now, "What's it, Mrs.Jeon?" That name got you bite your inner tongue painfully, reminds you how cruelly they had you now.

"Make him shave, shower, dress him well. You've half an hour." You state plainly, eyes glaring at your husband who snapping his eyes back at you in pure amusement.

"Hey? Do you think, I'm some kind of doll you always use to play with?" He pushes his hair that covers his eyes and chuckles at you mockingly, "How old are you 10? Or 12?" He scoffs but Mr.Ma quickly holds his both arms before pulling him over to the washroom.

You raise your eyebrows at him, mocking him back, "Cut his hair too, I want it by his nape. That's all." You utter, the washroom door closed as you hear Jungkook's curse words at the bodyguard and the sounds of his struggles.

You smile peacefully, no matter how hard he tries, there's a reason why Justin suggested Mr.Ma for Jungkook, meaning there's no win for him.

You wait in the your new gaint living room, watching the maids sweeping the floor, putting on some decorations here and there, there are almost 8-10 people in the room, apart from you.

Soon you heard the footsteps arriving, Ma have exactly 2 minutes left as you check your branded wrist watch, "Mr.Jeon is ready, Mrs.-" "On time, Mr.Ma." You speak, cut of the name you hate to hear, standing up from the couch, turning back only to become a statue.