My Mafia- (ON HIATUS)

Thirty-Eight

"W-What?" Jungkook widened his eyes, still shocked at the situation. He held Lisa's hand tighter.

Chaeyoung looked amused at the boy. She smirked watching Lisa's hurtful self.

"You've heard me once, you need to break up with her," Queen Seolhyun demanded, her chin up in the air. She looked like one of the Karma bitches, to be honest.

"Phtt told you." Wonyoung rolled her eyes, looking away.

"No, Ma. I love her, how can you not understand?" Jungkook frowned.

"Jeon Jungkook, listen to your mother, break up with her." 

"For the third time, No! Ma, she changed the way I see life, she changed the old Jungkook. She made me into a new world. Why can't you see that we're happy?" the prince was at the edge of rage. Any protestment will definitely make him into a beast.

"But she also broke your heart didn't she?" 

"That was the past, Ma! How could you think about the past that has nothing to do with the future? How can you be so mean!" 

"Because Jungkook, the girl you see now, is not rich, is not fame, is not elite. The girl you see now is rags, coals, and most definitely an ugly duckling." The Queen simply replied.

"PARK SEOULHYUN YOU BITCH!" Wonyoung shouted.

"Let- me go-!" Wonyoung struggled from Jihoon's grip, holding her back.

"YOU, YOU THINK MONEY IS ALL?" Wonyoung scram.

"Oh, Wonyoung dear, learn from your mother, Money is All." she laughed horribly.

Jungkook looked stunned. He was speechless. The mother he was praising this whole time, did this to him? The goody-two-shoes is a devil? The one he has always been promising to impress, this is his own mother...

Jungkook clenched his teeth, he stood there facing his mother who was sitting gloriously on her throne, with her niece right beside her. Those two whores ruined his life, ruined Lisa's life, ruined Their future...

While Lisa, she was at the urge of tears. She didn't think that owning her son's heart wasn't enough. She kept thinking about how she was right the whole time, she didn't deserve Jungkook at all. She didn't even deserve to touch him. She thought how it was a mistake from the start. Because she isn't rich, nor was she prestigious.

"Ma, I thought you were reasonable. Oh, so Wonyoung was right from the start? The fact that all this is just an act? Your sweet smiles are all an act? You married Appa because he was rich?" Jungkook stared coldly at his mother.

"Why are you slow today, dear?" Seolhyun smirked.

"Appa, he didn't deserve you. He freaking didn't deserve a bitch like you..." Jungkook balled his fists.

"You know, Appa always said he has found his true love whenever he looks at you. He always said that Eomma is giving him a sign in heaven to marry you, Ma. But I guess it wasn't a sign for happiness, it was a sign of a life of betrayal, dullness, torture. Ma, I was a kid back then but I understand everything. Appa always told me that you were his star, you were his shining star. I believed him, I admired you, I fucking admired you. At days where Appa cried, he would always chant your name," 

Flashback

"Appa, why are ywou cwying?" an eight-year-old Jungkook frowned at his father who was crying over a mug of coffee.

"Ah, brave Jungoo, Crying? I wasn't crying. I just have a little flu, that's all." Mr. Jeon wiped his tears and picked up his son who was standing at the door. Little Jungkook giggled at his father who was tickling him.