"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...
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Y/n was baffled by the whole scenario, trying to gauge the real purpose behind this dining while Stella found herself in a rather helpless state. Her father was attacked by his rivals and now Jungkook refused any help too.
"By the way, Stella.." Jungkook said, gathering the attention of both ladies. "I recall hearing that you kept yourself away from your father's business and his affairs but you've been acting otherwise." He added.
"You heard right. I do not associate myself with the mafias but I am simply worried for my father." Stella replied, but there was a flicker of nervousness in her tone which Jungkook caught on easily.
She was after all an 18 year old girl.. Not naive but neither smart enough to deceive Jungkook. He could see right through her act as she was playing her part.
On the other hand, Y/n gave up on trying to understand them. She realised that the gangs and related stuff is not her cup of tea. And even so, she shouldn't pry too much into what seems dangerous and life threatening.
"I saw you carrying her to your room last night" Stella scoffed looking at Y/n, who in turn spurted out some juice out of her mouth.
Jungkook couldn't help but let out a snicker after looking at Y/n's ghost face. It looked as if she wanted to disappear in thin air.
"Be at ease, Y/n." He said, his tone now holds a little warmth. Stella frowned looking at their gentle exchange and said "I asked you something Jungkook. Were I not supposed to be in your room last night in her stead?"
Jungkook nods, controlling his temper very very efficiently. "That's none of your business. And whomever I take to my bed should not be your concern either"
Stella's expression harden. She hums in approval regardless. "Fine, I don't have a care for your affairs. I am your wife and that puts me on top already. You can mess around with her. You do look like the type who'd have many conquests. She is nothing more than it" Stella chuckled, sensing her words struck a chord within the other two.
"You too want to be one of my conquests. Such a shame." Jungkook feigned nonchalance while Stella was having hard time in controlling her rage.
Well Y/n, she was paying them no minds, ravishing her food. For her, Jungkook had always been a womaniser. She wasn't surprised when stella termed her one of his conquests. She had been anticipating the hate and humiliation.
"I'm your wife, Jungkook. Don't be ridiculous." Stella smiled softly and he scoffed. Jungkook stood up, and climbed the stairs to his room leaving the ladies on the table.
"He gets mad when I remind him of our marriage. It's questionable." Stella murmured, but loud enough for Y/n to hear properly. Y/n understood that the jest was directed to her but she remained silent. She was doing her best to not get involved with Stella since Jungkook warned her earlier.
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