A Part of Me [Completed] ✅

Chapter 27

AN: A tribute to all my loyal readers who have read, voted, commented and recommended the prequel to this book, 'A Piece of Me'. Thank you for taking this book to 50K reads. It is my first book to reach this milestone. Also, 'SKYLIGHT' too has reached 40K. I am humbled by your support. 😢

Seokjin

My heart constricts as Jungkook and I drive through the streets of Singapore. Sometimes I can't believe we've come this far. When I met Jungkook all those years ago, I remember feeling a knot of anticipation in my tummy. From all of the things that Jimin had told me about him, I was expecting a cold, formal person. Instead, I found a warm, loving and caring man who fell in love with me.

I gazed over at his strong arms as he gripped the steering wheel tightly. Even after all these years, he was sexy as fuck.

"You're staring again Jinnie."

I laughed lightly. I couldn't help myself. He was too yummy. My ears became red and I blushed like crazy. He smiled in my direction and went back to concentrating on the road.

"How much longer hyungie? I'm getting anxious now."

"Just a few more bends and we'll be there. Are you nervous? Don't be my love." He pulled my hand to his mouth and kissed the fingertips.

"I am. I'm so scared hyungie."

"It will be okay. I promise. I love you my Jinnie."

"I love you hyungie."

We finally reached the main gate and a uniformed guard came out of the gatehouse. He bowed and the gates opened for us to drive through. I was almost jumping in my seat now.

We drove up the long drive, a forest of flora on either side until the leaves parted, revealing a mansion not unlike those in fairytales. I gasped and hyungie just laughed quietly. He circled the drive and drove all the way to the front steps. My heart was doing flip flops in my chest. Jungkook leaned over and placed a soft kiss to my lips.

"Breathe baby. I'm right here. I promise." He smiled softly at me and I nodded my head. I watched as he got down from the car and came over to my side.

"Come angel. It's time."

I took his outstretched hand and we made our way up the short steps to the main door where another uniformed guard stood. He bowed as we entered and and Jungkook nodded in his direction, never letting go of my trembling hand.

"Is mother home Donghae?"

"She is my lord. She's in the drawing room with your father. Your haleomoni is not yet in."

Jungkook visibly sighed as we entered the vast drawing room hand in hand.

"Mother."

An upright, middle aged woman turned to greet us, her smile faltering as her eyes fell on me and our interlaced hands. The man beside her stood up. He was tall, with thinning hair but a smile not unlike my hyungie's.

"Mother.....father," Jungkook began.

"Jungkook, my son," his mother said, coming to hug him. He let go of my hand and hugged his mother. His father shook his hand good naturedly.