Veil of Vengeance | JUNGKOOK FF

Chapter 49

For the next five days, Jeongguk and Y/N embraced every moment of their Italian adventure, immersing themselves in the country's culture, history, and beauty. From the quiet countryside to the bustling city, each day brought new surprises, laughter, and tender moments that deepened their bond even further. By the time they boarded their private jet back home, both were determined to make memories like this a regular part of their lives.

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After the lively day in Rome, Jeongguk and Y/N's journey took them to the Tuscan countryside, a place famed for its serene vineyards and scenic rolling hills. The drive was long but mesmerizing. Fields of wildflowers painted in hues of lavender, golden sunflowers, and vibrant greens stretched as far as the eye could see.

Y/N stared out the window, unable to hold back her amazement. "This... Ggukie, look at this! It's like the landscape is alive!"

Jeongguk chuckled, admiring her enthusiasm. "I was hoping you'd like Tuscany. It's one of my favorite places baby. There's something calming about it."

As they pulled up to a quaint vineyard, they were greeted by Rosa and Pietro, the elderly Italian couple who owned the estate. Pietro had an easy laugh, while Rosa's warm eyes held years of wisdom and joy.

"Welcome, welcome!" Rosa greeted them, embracing Y/N and Jeongguk as if they were long-lost relatives. "Today, we will share with you the secrets of our wine and the beauty of our land."

They spent hours walking through rows of grapevines, listening to Pietro's stories of the vineyard and learning about the winemaking process. Each story was woven with a mix of passion and nostalgia, and Y/N found herself enraptured.

When it was time to taste the wine, Rosa handed them glasses filled with ruby-red liquid. She raised her own glass, motioning for them to join her. "To amore," she said with a knowing smile. "It's the secret ingredient in our wine."

Jeongguk clinked his glass with Y/N's, his eyes soft as he gazed at her. "To amore."

Later, they sat with the vineyard workers for lunch. The table was laden with bowls of freshly made pasta, olive oil, and baskets of warm bread. Rosa's laughter rang out as she recounted tales from her youth, and Y/N found herself laughing so hard her stomach ached.

As they prepared to leave, Rosa pulled Y/N aside, her eyes glistening. "You are very lucky, cara. You have found someone who looks at you the way Pietro looks at me, even after all these years. Hold onto that."

Y/N felt a lump in her throat as she hugged Rosa. "Thank you... for everything."

On the drive back, she squeezed Jeongguk's hand, reflecting on Rosa's words. She hadn't realized how deeply this trip — and Jeongguk — had impacted her until now and she was happy, so happy and she never felt this important and loved in her entire life.

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The next morning, Jeongguk and Y/N boarded a train to Venice. As they stepped out of the station, the city seemed to wrap them in its magic — canals weaving through narrow streets, gondolas gliding on the water, and the faint sounds of a violin drifting through the air.

Y/N's eyes sparkled. "I feel like I've stepped into another world. Venice is... Ggukie, it's breathtaking."

He grinned, enjoying her delight. "Let's make the most of it my angel . How about a gondola ride?"

They climbed into a gondola, with Jeongguk's arm around Y/N as they drifted through the city's winding canals. The gondolier, Marco, sang softly in Italian, creating a dreamlike atmosphere around them.

"Imagine living here," Y/N mused, watching the water ripple around the gondola.

Jeongguk smiled. "It would be something, wouldn't it? You'd get to explore hidden alleys, find little cafes, discover stories in every corner."