BEYOND THE LOVE

•Chapter-3•

-------In living Area-------

"No, actually... where's he?" Eisha asked absentmindedly.

The maid replied, "Sir has gone out for work. He said he'd return before breakfast."

Eisha sighed in relief and nodded.

Just then, the door swung open, and in walked Jungkook with that irritatingly cocky grin. His eyes immediately locked onto hers.

"Were you missing me, jaan?" he asked, his voice dripping with smugness.

Eisha raised an eyebrow, "Huh? Why would I?" She made a face, turning away like his presence barely registered.

The maid, sensing the tension between them, excused herself quickly.

Jungkook wasn't having it though. He stepped forward, his hand wrapping around her wrist, pulling her close. "Are you sure?" His tone was low, challenging.

Eisha, flustered but trying not to show it, pushed him away, her heart racing a little faster than she'd care to admit.

"Yeah... I wasn't missing you!"

She marched over to the table, plopping down in her seat. Jungkook followed, sitting next to her, his gaze still locked on her.

They ate in silence for a few moments before Jungkook spoke again, nonchalant yet commanding.

"Get ready, jaan."

She glanced at him, puzzled. "For what? Are we going somewhere?"

"We're going shopping," he said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

She frowned. "Shopping? For what?"

"For our wedding," he said casually. "We're getting married tomorrow."

She choked on her food. She coughed violently, and the maid hurried over, offering her water. The words echoed in her head as she tried to process what he'd just said.

"Marriage?!" she sputtered, eyes wide with disbelief. "Why?! We just met two days ago!"

Jungkook leaned back in his chair, completely unfazed by her shock. "Didn't I tell you? I like you. I'm not waiting."

Before she could fully grasp what was happening, she stood up, trying to walk away from this insanity. But Jungkook, ever the stubborn one, grabbed her hand, pulling her back towards him. He stood up too, towering over her.

"Let's go," he commanded smoothly, "you're already looking fine."

She stammered, trying to form a coherent protest. "B-but...!"

-------- In the car--------

The car ride was tense. Jungkook drove, his expression calm, while Eisha sat next to him, glaring daggers at the side of his face.

What the hell is wrong with him? she thought angrily. Does he really think just because he likes me, I have to marry him? Her fingers twitched with the urge to slap some sense into him. I swear, if looks could kill...

Jungkook turned his head slightly, catching her eye. "Are you trying to kill me with those stares?"

Eisha froze, eyes wide in shock. How the hell did he hear that?

Jungkook smirked. "I can hear you from a mile away, jaan."

Eisha swallowed hard, mentally cursing herself. Oh god... I'm going insane...

-----At the Mall-----

When they arrived at the mall, Eisha was still reeling from his earlier declaration. They stepped inside, and immediately a staff member greeted them.