The stunningly beautiful bride, Jennie Kim whom everyone desires is in an arranged marriage with a young billionaire, her childhood sweetheart. She is thrilled about that, but bitter after being wedded to someone who claims that she has no place in her heart no matter what. Her heart is broken. Her dream is shattered. Everything is not as good as she has expected. "Am I just an unwanted bride of yours?" Jennie mumbles softly, sobbing pathetically at her state when she realizes that her longtime crush confesses that she is nothing to her. **** Then, out of nowhere, her wife becomes more clingy and possessive over her even though she has already accepted her fate that Lalisa Manoban will never love her back. © IMAEntertainer 2020 ✔ ----- #2 girlxgirl on 25 August 2020 #1 jenlisa on 4 September 2020 #1 angst on 19 September 2020 #1 jennie on 25 September 2020 #1 fanficromance on 26 October 2021 #1 girllove on 29 October 2021 #1 lisa on 23 October 2022 [START]: May 06, 2020 [END]: Oct 14, 2020

Jennie and Lisa were young lovers once; full of hope, dreamt of building a life together, making promises to each other that eventually... they couldn't keep. Now they're exes that meet again, both still hurt and brimming with bitterness, yet still attracted to each other like magnets. Or, that fanfic where the characters threw insults to each other like motherfucking assholes who don't know how to properly communicate.

Lisa Manoban, a struggling artist, found solace every day in sketching a beautiful building under construction. For some reason, she was drawn to it, and it made her paints come alive. On the day she planned to finish her painting, the Pride parade was in town. But a run-in between her tray of paints and a petite goddess in a Chanel suit with intimidating feline eyes sent Lisa bolting for safety. Jennie Kim had never wanted someone the way she wanted the tall, blonde, doe-eyed beauty. One unexpected encounter sent her searching every inch of the city for Lisa. She might be able to hide, but not for long. Jennie would make her say the three words-eight letters-"I am yours," no matter what.

❝ ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀᴡ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟsᴇ. ❞ ᴅɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ ⤜ ғᴏʀ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋʙᴀɴɢᴛᴀɴ sʜɪᴘᴘᴇʀs ᴏɴʟʏ ⤞ Gore and violence, mature scenes not suitable for people under the age of 18. Reader's discretion is advised.