BEYOND THE LOVE

•Chapter-4•

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

As they drove back, Eisha's mind was still on that insane bill. Who the hell spends that kind of money on clothes? Then the question popped back into her mind. What the hell does this man even do?

Jungkook gripped the wheel with that cool, silent control as he drove, and eisha sat next to him, still reeling from the shock of that eye-watering bill. Questions twisted in her mind, growing louder until she finally couldn’t ignore it.

“Suniye…” her voice came out softly, a bit unsure.

“Hm?” he responded, glancing at her with those dark eyes, eyebrow quirking in curiosity.

She hesitated but finally asked, “What do you do… you know, for a living?”

Jungkook’s lips curled into a smirk as he shot her a teasing look. “Why the sudden interest?”

“It’s just…” she stammered.

“You seem… well, really rich. I mean, you must do something pretty impressive, right?”

A chuckle slipped from him, low and amused.

“Yeah, something like that.”

Her curiosity only grew.

“So, what exactly is it?”

He kept his eyes on the road but threw her an almost mischievous glance.

“I’m the mafia king, darling.”

“Gunde h aap?” she exclaimed, shock and fear flashing across her face.

Jungkook suddenly slammed the brakes, almost causing her to lurch forward. She gasped.

“What did you just say?” he asked, staring at her as if she had just uttered the most unbelievable thing.

“H..humne pucha, gunde h aap?” she asked, her tone completely innocent.

He erupted into laughter, shaking his head. “You’re so naive and innocent, aren’t you?”

She looks at him, all clueless. He stops laughing and restarts the car.

Their eyes locked for a moment, and the air thickened with unspoken tension as they continued on their way.

The initial words are still hitting her like a shockwave, feeling both frightened and utterly speechless. A million thoughts raced through her head, but she stayed silent as they arrived back home, Jungkook getting out first.

His phone buzzed, and he stepped aside to answer it, leaving eisha sitting there, her mind spinning.

Finally sighing, she made her way inside, flopping onto the couch and muttering, “Ahhh… I’m exhausted.”

After a while, Jungkook returned, spotting her lying there, fast asleep, her face soft and peaceful. He quietly walked over, sitting beside her for a moment as he took in her calm expression, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face.

Without a word, he slid his arms under her, lifting her with ease, and carried her to the bedroom. Laying her down, he covered her with a blanket before slipping into bed beside her, his own eyes drifting closed.

----Next Morning----

Eisha stirred, blinking awake to find Jungkook’s sleeping face just inches away. She couldn’t help but stare, thoughts swirling.

How can someone look so damn cute while sleeping… and so scary while awake?

Just as the thought crossed her mind, Jungkook’s eyes opened, catching her in the act.