✔️ 40 Weeks [Book 1] | Jeon Jungkook

Week 32 - Part 3

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The valet attendant opened Hyun-Ji's door, and she hesitantly placed her hand in his, letting him help her out of the vehicle. She looked up at the palatial estate, her mouth falling open at its sheer size and opulence.

So this is what a mansion looked like up close.

"You look beautiful this evening, ma'am," the attendant said in a professional baritone, nodding his head respectfully.

"Oh... t-thank you," she smiled nervously.

"Be prepared to hear that all night," Jungkook said, coming to stand beside her.

"Sir," the attendant greeted Jungkook with a nod, gracefully handing Hyun-Ji's hand over to his. "Have a wonderful evening."

Jungkook thanked him, then hooked Hyun-Ji's arm with his, leading her across the red carpet lining the pathway to the entrance. Photographers dotted the pathway, calling out to the event-goers much like the paparazzi. Unlike some of their peers, Jungkook declined to stop for photos, much to Hyun-Ji's comfort.

Before they even entered the enormous double doors, the bass line of the music could be felt pounding deep in her chest, but once they were inside she was enveloped in the beat.

Foyer didn't seem like a fancy enough word to describe the room they stepped into. A sparkling chandelier extended down in the center of the room, filling it with countless prisms of light, and several couples stood on the dual curved staircases, taking advantage of the incredible photo optics.

Hyun-Ji's gown floated airily as she walked across the marble floors, and she was grateful for Haneul's advice to forgo wearing heels as she had originally intended. The floors were polished so much that she was sure she would have slipped had she worn them.

Then she would have been known as the pregnant woman that fell at the prom.

Jungkook's steps became more dance-like as they came nearer to the main ballroom. A smile crept on Hyun-Ji's face as she watched him tuck his lower lip between his teeth and saunter through the second set of double doors.

The dance floor was already filled with beautiful bodies in expensive clothes moving in sync with the rhythm, their expressions varying from wide grins all the way down to being near orgasmic as their bodies gyrated. Hyun-Ji's smile faltered when she saw that Jungkook was heading straight for the throng of dancers.

"Wait, wait, we aren't going to get a drink or something first?" She asked, trying but failing to slow their pace.

He shook his head in the negative to the beat of the pounding music. Before she could protest, he took both of her hands and led her right near the center of the floor. He used momentum to coax her out there, else he'd never get her to dance once she planted her sexy body in a chair.

She gave him a wry smile as he began to dance circles around her, paying no mind to the fact that she wasn't dancing with him in return. Instead, her eyes followed him as he moved, gradually traveling lower down his frame, her eyebrows lifting when he started doing body rolls.

He laughed at her stunned face and came to dance behind her, pressing his body against hers and snaking his arm around her middle, making her sway with him.