Longing For Your Love.....

part-11

Jungkook leaned back in his chair, his fingers tightening around the whiskey glass. His dark eyes gleamed under the dim lights, lost in the maze of his memories-the ones that had shaped his fate.

Lisa.

The woman who had caged him in a lie.

Everyone thought he married her out of love. But the truth?

He never wanted her.

She was nothing more than his father's friend's daughter-a woman driven by greed.

Lisa had always wanted him, but Jungkook had never even spared her a glance. To him, she was just another rich brat who lived for wealth and power.

But then... one night changed everything.

The Night of the Trap

It was a grand party-hosted by his father's business empire. Jungkook had been there only for formality. Business deals, forced smiles, expensive wine-it was all the same.

And Lisa was there, too.

Watching him.

Waiting.

Jungkook had left his drink unattended for just a moment, stepping away for a business call. And that was all it took.

When he returned, the glass was already waiting for him-untouched, seemingly harmless.

But the moment he drank it, his body felt heavy.

His vision blurred. His limbs refused to move. His mind, hazy.

Then, darkness.

And when he woke up the next morning...

Lisa was in his bed.

Naked.

Her lips curled into a smirk as she pulled the sheets closer. "Good morning, love," she had whispered.

Jungkook had felt disgusted.

His head pounded as he tried to piece everything together, but Lisa didn't give him time. She started crying, acting shattered as she whispered:

"Jungkook... last night... we... you..."

Jungkook had frozen, his heart hammering in his chest.

"No," he had muttered, shaking his head. "No, that's not possible."

Lisa had broken down into sobs, clinging to him. "You were drunk, Jungkook... we couldn't stop... I- I gave you my everything!"

He had felt sick.

His gut screamed that something was wrong. That Lisa was lying. But what proof did he have?

The bed, the scent of alcohol, the state of their clothes-everything pointed to one thing.

He had slept with her.

And months later, when Lisa came to him with a pregnancy report, his last hope of denial shattered.

She was pregnant.

And Jungkook?

He thought it was his child.

But now... sitting in his study, with a whiskey glass in hand and a bitter smirk on his lips, Jungkook knew the truth.

Lisa had never been pregnant with his child.

She had planned everything with her real lover.

That man had been waiting in the shadows, watching as Lisa trapped Jungkook, forcing him into marriage.