The Billioners and Their Secrets

Episode 13

As soon as Jungkook and Y/N stepped out of the stadium, they were immediately surrounded by reporters, bombarding Jungkook with questions.

"Mr. Jeon! We heard your stepbrother is the man of the match-how are you feeling about this?"

"Everyone's talking about this power sibling duo. Is this the beginning of a new legacy?"

Jungkook's jaw tightened, and Y/N could sense his growing frustration. She tugged lightly on the hem of his blazer, catching his attention. He turned toward her, his irritated expression softening slightly as he met her wide, innocent eyes.

"What?" he asked, his voice low but visibly annoyed.

Y/N blinked up at him, whispering, "You should answer them, Mr. Jeon. Otherwise, they're going to keep asking, and they're going to follow us all the way to the car. Do you really want a bunch of reporters trailing you like puppies?"

Jungkook sighed, clearly unwilling but deciding to take her advice. He faced the reporters with a forced smile. "I'm very happy for my brother," he said evenly. "He's talented, and I'm excited to see what he accomplishes. Thank you."

He didn't wait for more questions, instead quickly grabbing Y/N's wrist and guiding her toward the parking lot. Once they reached his car, he opened the passenger door and nodded for her to get in.

"Hop in, Y/N. I'll drive you home," he said firmly.

Her eyes went wide in disbelief. "Whoa, wait. You're dropping me off? The Mr. Jeon himself? Are you serious?" She let out a laugh. "I mean, thanks, but I can totally just call a cab. Or walk! I love a good walk."

Jungkook gave her an incredulous look. "Y/N, it's late. There's no way I'm letting you walk or take a cab alone at this hour."

She giggled, waving a hand dismissively. "Oh, Mr. Jeon, please. The city is totally safe. And besides, I practically know all the cab drivers by name. They're like my besties! I bet if I called one right now, they'd be like, 'Oh, Y/N! Long time no see!'"

Jungkook's brows shot up, his expression caught between disbelief and exasperation. "Friends with all the cab drivers? Are you even real?" He muttered to himself, "She's out of her mind..."

Without waiting for her next suggestion, he grabbed her hand, guiding her firmly into the passenger seat. "Enough, Ms. Park. You're coming with me, end of story."

"But Mr. Jeon! I swear, I've probably taken so many cabs, they've started calling me 'Cab Queen!' I'm basically VIP," she teased, still half-heartedly trying to stand her ground.

Jungkook shook his head, completely done with her antics. He leaned down to look her in the eyes, voice firm. "VIP or not, you're not taking a cab alone tonight. So sit tight."

He closed the door with finality, leaving her no room to protest. As he walked around to the driver's side, she watched him, her face lighting up with a mischievous grin as she muttered to herself, "Well, Mr. Jeon, didn't know you cared this much."

Jungkook got in, glancing over to see her looking far too pleased with herself. He sighed, gripping the wheel. "Unbelievable. You really are something, Y/N."

She flashed him a playful smile. "Why, thank you, Mr. Jeon. I do try."

Jungkook's sleek Rolls Royce purred to life as they left the stadium, gliding onto the road with the kind of smoothness that only a luxury car could offer. Y/N was practically bouncing in her seat, her eyes wide with excitement, her fingers eagerly reaching out to touch every feature of the car she could find.

"Oh. My. Gosh!" she squealed, pressing her hands over her mouth before quickly pulling them away to poke at the seat controls. "Mr. Jeon, these seats are literally softer than my bed. How do you even drive when it feels like sitting on a cloud?"