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

12

I saw my cousin Camila walk in and quickly excused myself to meet her.

"Camy," I greeted warmly, pulling her into a hug. At least one family member decided to show up.

"You look stunning, Y/N," she said, smiling. "I'd congratulate you, but I’m not happy about any of this."

Great. None of them are. Keeping up this charade will be harder than I thought.

"But I am, Camy. And that’s what counts," I replied. She gave me a skeptical look.

"Are you really happy?" she asked, her expression filled with doubt.

"Yes, I am," I answered, forcing a smile. She shook her head, telling me we needed to talk. Taking my hand, she led me to an unoccupied balcony and turned to face me with a stern expression.

"Y/N, what are you doing? Why would you agree to marry him after everything?" she asked calmly, though I could sense the anger in her voice.

"Because I have to let go of the past," I said, but she laughed bitterly.

Lying to her would be difficult. She’d been by my side through everything, watching me struggle daily.

"You? Let go? Who do you think you’re fooling?"

This would be harder than I thought. Camy understood me too well, and she wasn’t someone who could be easily deceived.

"Is it for the money?" she asked, stopping to study my reaction. "Or revenge? I know you, Y/N. You don’t just let things go. Is he blackmailing you?"

"No, he’s not. I’m marrying him because I love him," I said firmly.

"Cut the nonsense, Y/N. You hated him. You hated him when you first moved here. You started working for his father only six months ago. Is that all it took to change your mind?"

"Yes, Camy. That’s all it took. You know as well as I do that no matter how much I hated him, he was my first love. It’s hard to move on from that."

"But you did move on, Y/N."

"I didn’t. I just made you all believe I had," I confessed, and she sighed heavily.

"So, you weren’t over him? Y/N, I saw what he did to you. I know how he made you feel. What happened to your resolve about love?"

"Jungkook broke those resolutions, Camy. He’s changed," I replied, but she laughed again.

"I don’t believe that for a second, Y/N. People like him don’t change. He’s fooling you, and you’re falling for it. Again. Maybe when he cheats on you after the wedding, bringing women into your home, you’ll finally see who he still is."

"Camy, he’s not the person you remember. He’s changed," I insisted.

"I tried to convince you not to date him before, but you didn’t listen. Look where it got you. Wasn’t the pain you went through enough?"

I remembered how she had warned me, but I ignored her. I believed he loved me. I thought he was my first true love. It was all a game, and I regretted not listening to her then. I just hoped I wouldn’t regret this later.

"He won’t hurt me. I won’t let him," I said, my voice firm.

"Does he know? Have you told him? Is guilt why you’re doing this?"

"For goodness’ sake, Camy, drop it. I know you care, but I’m not a child anymore. He doesn’t know, and no one is telling him. Even if I feel guilty, that’s not why I’m marrying him," I said sharply.

"I just don’t want you to get hurt again, Y/N. You might not be eighteen anymore, but you’re still the same girl I’ve always known. I just hope he doesn’t ruin you again."

"He won’t," I assured her.

"Love can be blind, I guess. But if he’s who you want, I’ll support you. Just know I’ll always be here for you," she said softly.

"Thank you, Camy. I love you, and I appreciate how much you care," I said, hugging her tightly. Finally, the conversation was over.

"I love you, Y/N. I only want the best for you. Honestly, I think anyone but Jungkook would be better. But if this is what you want, I’ll stand by you."

"Don’t worry, Camy. I won’t regret it," I said confidently. If only she knew how much I hated him now. I’d never be foolish enough to fall for him again. He hurt me once, and that was the only chance he’d ever get.

"Y/N, I’ve been looking everywhere for you," Jungkook’s voice interrupted. He walked up with a smile and placed his hand on my waist, an old habit of his. Was it deliberate or just for show?

If he didn’t try harder to convince Camy, this conversation wasn’t ending anytime soon.

"Oh, Camy, it’s nice to see you again," he said smoothly.

"It’s Camila to you, Jeon. What’s your game this time?"

"There’s no game, Camila. I love Y/N," he said, still smiling.

"Sure. You said the same thing five years ago, and we all saw how that turned out. I don’t trust you, and Y/N deserves better. If she’s blind to it, I’m not. Hurt her, and you’ll regret it," she warned.

"Still as fiery as ever, I see. But I have more pressing matters to attend to," he said, smirking. I glared at him. Didn’t he know he needed to win her over?

"You arrogant bastard," Camy spat, slapping him hard. The sound of it echoed, and his face turned red with anger.

He moved toward her threateningly, but I grabbed his arm to hold him back. He sighed and rubbed my hand.

"Maybe I shouldn’t have said that, but it didn’t deserve a slap," he said coolly.

"Everything you say deserves a slap, Jungkook," she snapped. Seeing her treat him this way was oddly satisfying.

"I don’t know why you hate me so much, but we’ll have to learn to get along as in-laws."

"Not all in-laws get along, Jungkook. I hate you because you hurt Y/N, and now you’re tricking her again with empty promises."

"I’m not tricking her, Camila. I mean every word I say," he replied.

"Maybe I hurt her before, but not anymore. We’ve talked about it, forgiven each other, and moved forward. Our love is stronger now. I love her more than ever."

Any other girl might fall for this, but not me. I almost laughed. He couldn’t even admit what he’d done. We haven’t talked, I haven’t forgiven him, and my hatred has only grown.

Camila studied us for a moment before sighing, probably tired of this soap opera.

"I hope so, because if you don’t mean it, I’ll make you regret it," she threatened.

"Don’t worry, I get it. I won’t hurt her," he said, and she muttered, "Good."

"See you at the wedding," he added before walking away.

Once we were alone, he dropped my hand. What a great actor. I was learning from him with the way I professed my "love" for him. If only Camila knew how much I loathed him now. Maybe revenge wouldn’t be so bad. He’d feel every ounce of pain he caused me. Every tear I cried. He’d realize I wasn’t the same girl he knew. We could fool the world, but I’d never be foolish enough to love him again.

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