TEMPTATION OF MY ARROGANT CEO JEON JUNGKOOK X READER {COMPLETED}

9

I was sitting in the living room, munching on popcorn while watching a movie on Netflix when Jungkook walked in. I thought he’d just walk past, but instead, he came over, dropped a package on the table, and left without a word. Curious, I opened the package and found the latest iPhone. I’m not going to lie and say I wasn’t excited—I absolutely was. He was probably embarrassed by the phone I was currently using, but I didn’t care. I’d always wanted an iPhone, and now he’d given me one.

I went upstairs to his room and knocked on the door to get his attention. He opened it, and I immediately noticed his tie and suit were gone. The first three buttons of his shirt were undone, giving me a glimpse of his toned chest. His body was undeniably amazing, even if I only caught a brief look.

“Are you just going to stand there staring at me, or do you have something to say?” he asked, clearly irritated.

“I just wanted to say thanks for the gift,” I replied, trying to sound casual.

“It’s not a gift,” he said with his usual cold expression. “I just gave it to you to replace that sorry excuse for a phone.”

“Whichever reason you bought it for, thanks,” I said before walking away.

Later, I transferred all my contacts from my old phone to the new one. Ever since yesterday, I’d been bombarded with calls and texts from relatives and colleagues, all wanting to know if the engagement with Jungkook was real. Most of them weren’t pleased, but I had to act like we were madly in love.

This morning, there was an article about us on the internet, featuring the pictures from yesterday and the one I posted on Instagram. The writer seemed skeptical about our relationship, questioning why I only appeared now after the engagement announcement. The comments on my post were a mix—some doubted the relationship, others were jealous, and a few were outright hateful. Still, I’d gained a surprising number of supporters as well.

I went to my room, taking in the familiar white walls with touches of brown. The massive bed in the center was my favorite thing about the room. Not the chandelier, not the large TV, not the dressing room or the vanity table—just the bed. I was ready to take a nap when a knock interrupted me. Annoyed, I got up and opened the door, finding Jungkook standing there. What did he want now?

“We have to go over the questions,” he said, answering my unspoken thoughts.

He was dressed in a white T-shirt and grey joggers. The fabric of the T-shirt clung to his frame, and I could make out the definition of his abs. It was almost like his muscles were about to burst through the fabric.

I opened the door wider for him to enter. He walked in and sat on the white couch while I took a seat on the bed opposite him.

“So, the first question is how we met,” he started.

“Okay, so what have you got?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. He frowned in response.

“Don’t you remember how we met?” he asked, irritation lacing his tone.

“Do you mean how we met three days ago or years ago?” I replied, and the look he gave me made it clear he thought it was a dumb question. I decided to stick with the latter.

“The next question is when we started dating and how long we’ve been together,” he continued.

“So, we’ll say we started dating in high school. How long do we say we’ve been together?” I asked.

“We dated for a year in high school but broke up because we couldn’t handle a long-distance relationship. Then we reconnected three months ago at my dad’s office,” he replied smoothly.

It was clear he had gone through every possible question, and we carefully reviewed our answers. When we were done, he gave me a stern warning not to mess it up. I scoffed inwardly. I could act, but I wondered how someone like him, who hardly smiled and always had a cold expression, would manage to convince anyone he was in love. Then again, he had fooled me once before, so maybe he could fool a crowd.

That night, Rosie called, bursting with excitement over my engagement and her own proposal from Sean. I was genuinely happy for her; she and Sean were perfect for each other.

“I told you Jeon Jungkook would make a good husband! And this whole time, you were acting like you weren’t dating him and kept your engagement a secret from me,” she said, her voice a mix of excitement and mild hurt.

“I’m sorry, Rosie. It’s just that he wanted to keep our relationship private, and I had to respect his wishes,” I lied smoothly.

“It’s okay! So, when’s the wedding? Do I get to be your chief bridesmaid?” she asked, her excitement returning.

“Of course,” I replied, laughing. She was so happy for me, you wouldn’t even know she was engaged herself.

“Wow, this still feels like a dream. How does it feel being engaged to Jeon Jungkook?” she asked curiously.

How did I feel? I wasn’t thrilled about the situation, but because of it, I could afford my dad’s surgery and medication.

“It’s nice, really nice,” I replied, keeping my tone light.

“You’re so lucky! A lot of girls would kill to be in your shoes, but he chose you,” she said enthusiastically.

“I know, right? I’ve already gained a few haters,” I joked.

“Let them hate. You’re the one he’s marrying,” she said confidently.

“Yeah,” I replied simply.

“So, do you think I could come over to your house? I’d love to see him and the place,” she asked eagerly.

I remembered the rules. As much as I wanted to see her, it wasn’t possible here.

“I don’t think so, Rosie. He’s busy most of the time, but I’ll send you pictures of the house,” I said, trying to divert her attention. “Now, enough about Jungkook and me. Tell me how Sean proposed!”

She launched into the story, and I could hear the smile in her voice as she described every detail. They were getting married in three months, and I couldn’t be happier for her.

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