Contract Marriage || J. Jk [Completed]✔ [Editing]

54. Not Well...

Guess who is back??

Thanx Hobi😅😅

I am back but-😂😂😂😂

Nevermind....

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Jungkook's P.O.V.

I stayed lazily on the couch and watched Erin walking towards the door. She opened the door and that's when my eyes popped out. I saw Eun Ae standing at the door. Her face instantly turned pale when she saw Erin. I know she will be angry now. Erin turned her head over her shoulder only to look at me and then she walk passed her. I am screwed now.

Eun Ae entered and slammed the door shut.

I need to explain, i need to tell her that she is misunderstanding the situation​.

"Eun Ae-"

"Hi Jungkook, Good morning" she smiled but i know there is something else behind that smile.

"Eun Ae i-"

"Oops i am so sorry, you must have not recovered from what happened last night. Damn look at you." she gazed at me from top to bottom, "you must have had really amazing night, isn't it? how many rounds you went straight? 3? 4?" She walked towards me.

I could see her face raging with anger, "Wow Jungkook you look nice.." she held my chin and studied my face from all angles, "Damn... Erin must have did you so good. Show me the hickeys show me..." she harshly pushed the hem of my tank top down, exposing my chest, "oops..no hickeys..you must have trussed her to the bed right? Aye kinky..!"

"Eun Ae...stop... creating your own stories..." i grabbed her hand and darted my eyes at her.

"Stop what Jungkook?" She wrenched her hand out of my grip, her eyes all red with anger and i could practically see the veins popping out of her neck, "I thought you have changed! I thought you must have missed me just like i did. I thought you must be dying to see me... but i was so wrong.." tears rolled from her eyes as she stared straight into my eyes. She looked away, "But i was wrong Jungkook... you were in your own world of ecstacy... she must have sucked off her daddy so well.. you must have trained her to pleasure you, am i right?" She laughed sardonically biting her lip to stop the tears. I know i have hurt her, her crying face makes me weak.

I wasn't able to defend myself no matter how badly i wanted.

"Where did you do? on the couch or in the bed? Or in the shower? or..." she walked towards me, "wait you naughty boy.." she patted my cheek, "....did you choose dining table or kitchen? Did you clean it? You know i don't like dirty kitchen right?" she mocked and walked away, i heard her stifled but she covered it with hysterical laughter.