Lalisa played with her fingers, looking down at her hand nervously. Her face decorated in a pink hue. The room was a mess, she was a mess, and out of all people...
"Bonjour, fiancé." Jeon Jungkook stated, sitting in front of her, his arms were crossed as well as his legs.
Lalisa bit her lips. Now she understands why the maids looked shocked, why Eun-Sang was trying to stop her and why this room is ridiculously huge and full of luxuries that cannot be compared to her own.
His tone made her even more humiliated. She gulped, he was wearing an expressionless mask, showing no expression, whilst in front of him sits his fiancé who he just reunited with after 5 years. And to make that even worse, she messed up his entire room, currently dressed in his bathrobe, broke a few wine bottles and even used his DA speakers which had no replacement if damaged.
What a reunion!
Jeon Jungkook looked at his fiancé who was facing her hands on her thighs. Her olive bangs covering her flushed and sobered face. How unlucky of him, to be engaged to such a hurricane.
"Tch," Jungkook scoffed.
" Do you realize what you have invaded and ruined?" Jungkook raised his voice.
Lalisa squinted. She could deal with many people yelling their hearts out at her, but sure enough, this is Jeon Jungkook of GJ Family, even without being his fiancé you would be obedient to him, just his aura makes people in a hundred-kilometer radius bow down 90 degrees.
"Mianhe," she whispered.
Jungkook contained his anger, his ears were red. Never had he ever been through such an irritating moment in his life. This is why he hates girls, especially the ones who he is forced to marry.
"Tch, Ann Lalisa. I take that you were abandoned in France for 5 years turned you into a mute hurricane," Jungkook mocked.
Lalisa shot up her face. She eyed Jungkook in shock.
Did he dare to insult a privileged woman like her? Did he just dare challenge her ego with that death sentence?
"Oh honey, you've picked a wrong person to mock with, I'm afraid." With an angered look and a pair of revengeful eyes, Lalisa stood up shoving a wine bottle to his chest.
"Jeon Jungkook, you wanted the hurricane to talk, then I will talk. It was a mistake of mine to enter this private abode of yours and to use some of your luxuries. I may have broken a few wines and drank a few of them, but this suite is far worse than any other. I will be writing a document of compensation for all the damage caused. Heres a hundred thousand won, in advanced." Lalisa rolled her eyes, placing the money on the coffee table in front of him.
With an angry stomp and a huff, she left Jungkook and his suite, heading for the door.
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Fanfiction- liskook - Previously entitled: LIFE IN OPULENCE Chaebol, heirs and heiresses of each magnificent tree of money, they always seem to grab what they want, always seem to get anything they desire. Paradise, the adjective used for people like them. Bu...
