Whispers of Submission jjk

Chapter 28

Four Years Later

The soft hum of the city below echoed in Y/N's penthouse. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the New York skyline, a sprawling sea of glittering lights against the dark canvas of the night. She leaned against the railing of her balcony, the icy winter air biting at her cheeks. The wind carried whispers of the past, memories she had buried beneath layers of success.

Her phone buzzed on the glass coffee table behind her. She ignored it. No call or message could interrupt this moment of reflection. After all, she had earned it.

Four years ago, Y/N was a different woman—naïve, heartbroken, and trapped in the shadows of a love that had burned her. The image of Jungkook and Naira's engagement haunted her even now: their radiant smiles plastered across tabloids, their hands intertwined as if they were the perfect match.

Y/N had sat alone in her cramped apartment that night, staring at the glossy photos until her vision blurred with tears.

"I never thought I'd feel this pathetic," she muttered.

Her best friend Suzy had been less than sympathetic. "Oh, come on! Sitting here crying over some guy who clearly doesn't deserve you? Y/N, you're better than this!"

"Am I, though?" Y/N had whispered, her voice breaking.

"Yes," Suzy replied firmly, grabbing her by the shoulders. "If you don't believe it yet, make it true. Build something so incredible that no one—not even him—can ignore you."

That night, Y/N decided she wouldn't be a footnote in anyone's story. She would write her own.

Y/N threw herself into her work with a ferocity that surprised even her. She took on every challenge, from late-night shifts to impossible deadlines. She graduated at the top of her class and used her final project—an eco-friendly fashion concept—as the foundation for a brand that would become her empire.

The journey wasn't without obstacles. Investors scoffed at her age, clients underestimated her abilities, and competitors tried to undercut her at every turn.

But Y/N had learned something invaluable from her heartbreak: how to survive.

By the time she turned 26, she was a household name. Her sustainable fashion brand had revolutionized the industry, and she was celebrated as one of the most influential women in business.

Still, no amount of success could completely erase Jungkook's shadow from her life.

On the rare nights when she allowed herself to pause, she would think of him. The way his smirk could disarm her, the intensity of his gaze, the way he had made her feel both invincible and vulnerable all at once.

She had watched his rise from afar. After graduation, Jungkook had taken over his father's mafia empire. The tabloids called him "The King of Shadows." Ruthless, untouchable, and dangerously charismatic, he commanded fear and respect in equal measure.

And now, as January 1st approached, the world buzzed with anticipation for "The Wedding of the Year."

Y/N had read the headlines but refused to dwell on them. She had her own empire to run.

In the showroom full of luxurious clothes own by himself he stood up with his soon to be fiancé, but his mind seems to be unaware of things going in surrounding he sighs as soon as he got text from one of his trusted men ,

she got deal as you wished,  i  threatened mr.kang to accept the deal.

and today she will be passing though the down the streets way to home.

Jungkook stood at the altar, his expression unreadable. He looked every bit the king in his sharp black suit, but inside, his mind was a battlefield.

He glanced at Naira as she made her way down the aisle. She was stunning in her designer gown, her smile dazzling. But it didn't reach him.

All he could see, in the quiet corners of his mind, was her.

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