Professor Jeon

Indian x South Korean love story

Yn pov

I was about to go in the washroom but then someone held my arm and pinned me to the wall. It was none other than jungkook. He held my both hands in his one and placed it above my head.

"What are you doing?" I said

"What were you saying? Say that again? I promise you my dear soon to be wife I'll fuck until you forget your name!" He said...he thinks I've fear of his fake threats no he is wrong.

"Don't call me love. The only person allowed to call me love is my boyfriend." I said and you can say I shouted at him. He looks deep into my eyes.

"What if I say I'm your online boyfriend" he said in his deep and husky voice.

"What are you, my boyfriend? How can it be possible? The person I hate the most and the person I love the most is the same?" I said.

"Sorry for not telling you before. I was just playing with you" he said.

"You were not playing with me you were playing with my emotions and my feelings. Do you know I fought with everyone because of you. My father wants me to marry you i fought with him. Fuck off Jeon jungkook. Don't you dare to show me your face now." I said everything and was about to leave but then he held my waist tightly from behind. He hugged me tightly from behind.

The tears started coming to my eyes. But I controlled myself..

"I'm so sorry my love. I know I did wrong with you. I know I should have told you this before. But believe me yesterday at University I was about to tell you but you ignored me and today I invited you to the xx cafe but your father made me busy to arrange this party." He said everything in my ear.

"I don't fucking care now...you broke my trust jungkook. I hate you ... I hate youuuuu" i yelled at him and ran from there.