Chapter 19♥️

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~SAKURA POV~

I dress in my nice lingerie and silk robe and make sure my make up was on point, along with my nicely curled hair that I had one of the maids do for me. I mean why have the help around if they aren't going to do something with their time?

My plan was to seduce Jungkook tonight. I'm sick of him denying me and my parents keep telling me I should of had a child with him by now. I mean he's my husband we should of done something like that by now but he wont touch me. He wont be intimate with me what so ever. All he thinks about he that damn Y/n and even so much as talks about her in his sleep sometimes when I've crept into his room to try something then but change my mind. But not tonight, we need to seal the deal with our marriage and that is to have a child, it's the next step in our marriage.

I left my bedroom and made my way to Jungkooks own personal bed chambers. I still hate how he refuses to sleep in the same room as me but theres nothing I can do about it. First I knock on his door loudly to make my presence known but he doesn't answer. I press my ear to the door to listen to hear if there is any movements from inside but nothing. I grew curious and opened the door anyway which wasn't locked surprisingly and stepped inside.

I gasped in surprise to see that his chambers were completely empty. I even so much as check his bathroom but nothing. He's not even here and his bed is still neatly made as if he hadn't slept in it yet. Had he even gone to bed like he told me two hours ago?

If he didn't come here then where did he go?

I swear he better not be with that bitch, Y/n. I just want rid of her and one day I will succeed in getting rid of her. One day I will and I promise myself that.

I groan at the thought that gets me angry already and I storm out the bedroom, slamming his bedroom door shut as I leave and charge down the corridor and down the stair case to the second floor. I need to get all the way to the bottom to the ground floor where the maids headquarters are. I need to see that he isn't with Y/n like I think he is. I don't care if anyone can see me dressed this way I just have to see him and find out.

After the one stair case I sprinted to the other side of the corridor to the next stair case but I glanced out the window next to the top of the stairs to go down but pause after taking a second look with my shocked widen eyes to what I just witnessed.

There in the distance under the white flowered tree was my husband, Jungkook kissing the filthy servant girl. There lips were practically glued together and if I'm not mistaken I even saw Jungkook smile at her. Something he has never done to me other than his fake smiles with others are around when doing his duties as King.

I couldn't look away from the scene. I was totally disgusted by what I was watching and yet I was very jealous about it too. He's my husband, not hers, but mine. They may of had something before but he needs to move on and focus on his life with me and to do that I know Y/n needs to go. I don't know where and I don't care where too as long as it's far away from here where Jungkook doesn't know where she is.

"Are you enjoying the scene out there Sakura?"

I was startled by the sound of Jimins amused voice and pulled my sights from the view outside to turn around and see Jimin smirking at me as he approaches me with his hands in his pockets. But he wasn't alone. Namjoon and Taehyung were with him. Namjoon was equally smiling like Jimin but Taehyung was clueless to what Jimin was talking about. I could tell by the look of confusion on his face as he looks at Jimin in question.

"Pft, no. That's utterly disgusting. Why have filth when he has a pearl right here."

I commented with a slight scoff and brush my hair back over my shoulder with attitude. Namjoon rolls his eyes and Jimin scarasticly laughs to which I already find offense to.

"The only pearl my best friend will be having is the one he is currently with." Jimin

I scoff at him and cross my arms over my chest and now Taehyung steps back severely confused.

"Okay what are you all talking about? What pearl? Am I missing something?" Taehyung

He may be handsome but he's clueless to everything around him. Everyone in the castle knows of Jungkook and Y/n so at this point its just sad that Taehyung hasn't caught on.

"Go see for yourself Tae. Look out the window." Namjoon

He lightly pushes Taehyung towards me standing by the window and I step to the side to allow him access to see what everyone is talking about. Taehyung cautiously walks to the window, peering out of it and I watch him to see his reaction.

At first he doesn't seem to notice it as I watch his eyes roam around outside but then they widen when he stumbles back clutching his chest in shock as well as his mouth to hang open to match.

"W-What? When? How? Those two?" Taehyung

I looked down in shame but Jimin only giggles and grabs Taehyungs wrist to pull him away from me.

"It's been going on for years Tae. Those two were always meant to be and it'll always stay that way." Jimin

I felt like that was directed at me and I looked up at him to see him scowling at me to which I only match his expression back and glare at him also.

"Not if I have anything to do with it."

I comment before storming away but not without pushing passed Namjoon and Jimin, ignoring Namjoons question to what I mean to what I said. There's no point in going to the maids head quarters if it's clear Jungkook is in the garden with Y/n. I'll just have to deal with this another way and by that I know exactly who to call.

I practically run to my room back on the third floor and slam my bedroom door shut just to pick up my phone on my bed side table and call the very person I know will help me as he's very good when it comes to plans likes this. He's helped me before and I know he'll help me again.

The phone rang a few times before the call was finally answered and I sat on my bed ready to explain everything to the person on the other line.

"Dad, I need your help. It's Y/n again."

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