"FUCKING DAMN IT!!"

Y/n flinched on her spot when the door burst open revealing a raging Jungkook. He kicked the door shut with a loud bang. The impact was so strong which made her wonder how come the door didn't break by his powerful kick? Her insides churned in dread when her gaze landed on his shaking form. He looked mad, very mad.

Y/n stilled on her spot and dared not to move a single inch when he prowled inside the room but she couldn't stop the scream that left her mouth when he picked up the chair and slammed it against the vanity, shattering the mirror into smithereens. The shards of glasses went flying across the room and some went straight at her. Y/n quickly shielded herself with her arms and cowered back in fear. Her heart was hammering in her mouth. Her doe-eyes pooled with heavy tears as she had never in her life encountered such violent outbursts. The poor angel was already hurt by his behavior and now his wrath only piled up the layers of her fears.

The room suddenly turned deadly silent. Y/n slowly removed her hands from her face and peeked at Jungkook but her breath hitched when she found him standing right in front of her. She gulped the lump that was formed in her throat and lifted her head to look at him.

His cold eyes were trained on her pale face. Y/n nervously scooted back but her eyes widened when she noticed his right hand.

It was bleeding.

Jungkook was holding a big shard of glass in his bloodied hand. She was startled and jumped back in horror.

'Was he about to kill her?', her core shivered just by this mere thought.

But to her surprise, Jungkook moved away from her and threw the shard in the dustbin. He then snapped his fingers in the air and within a few seconds, the room turned back to normal. Y/n was flabbergasted. She looked at Jungkook and was about to question him but froze midway when her eyes met with his gloomy ones.

He looked disappointed.

"Go change into some comfortable clothes. I will call the maids to bring your dinner."

His deep voice was laced with remorse. Her gaze turned soft as she mentally smacked herself for thinking about him like that. She stood up from the bed and tried to approach him but Jungkook immediately went outside the room leaving her with a contrite heart.

Y/n stood frozen on her spot too ashamed to even say something. She stared at the large mahogany door ruefully. Fat dollops of tears rolled down her chubby cheeks when she recalled his long face. Grabbing her forehead in her palms, she slumped on the floor as her knees gave up.

"What's wrong with me? Why am I misunderstanding him?", she sobbed while fisting her gown.

So stupid of her to think that he would harm her when he was only trying to protect her. Y/n was too mad at Jungkook for the way he scared her in the carriage but when she heard some voices coming from downstairs, she couldn't resist her curiosity and eavesdrop on their conversation. Her blood boiled when she heard a female nagging Jungkook for leaving her but her chest swelled with pride after hearing his answers. She cried tears of joy when she heard him defending her. But not to make him dubious, she quickly climbed back into the bed and pretended to be asleep when Jungkook entered the room. But his burning eyes dissolved all her courage and she couldn't help but fear him.

But today, the agony and hurt in his obsidian eyes tore her apart. Why was she being so judgmental? He didn't force her to marry him for God's sake. She too loved him then why was she always taking his concern for granted?

Y/n leaned her head against the bed and stared at the open sky through the window. The clouds had hidden the silver lining of the sky today, the same way the mantle of distrust and suspicions had cast a shadow on her love life. The hopes that she had enshrined for her future, were being destroyed by her haste decisions and quick perceptions.

Y/n sat up with a jolt. Shaking her head vigorously, she wiped her tears with the back of her palms.

"No, this is wrong. I need to understand Kook. I am hurting him to no extent. All I care for is Moonland, Rose, and Nancy. He did everything to keep me safe and here, I am only disregarding his emotions. He's right, I am punishing him for the crimes that he didn't even commit. I need to make it up to him. I can't leave his side when the whole world is planning ways to separate us."

Her face beamed with a new hope. Jumping on her feet, she jogged to the closet and picked out a decent knee-length nightgown. True to his words, Jungkook had indeed arranged her closet with beautiful and elegant refineries.

Taking a shower, she changed her clothes and combed her hair. Putting a gloss on her pink lips, she smiled at her reflection.

"Just the way he likes," Y/n chirped while admiring her elegance. Jungkook liked her modesty which was something very unlikely of demons.

Y/n plopped on the bed and started waiting for him patiently.

She needs to mend things up before it gets too late.

Meanwhile

Inside Park's Palace

Nancy was lying on the bed with her head placed on her arms. Her eyes stared at naught but her mind was playing today's incidents.

The creaking of the door grabbed her attention. Goosebumps appeared all over her skin and her heart started beating abnormally when she felt his presence behind her.

On the other hand, Jimin cautiously entered the room and the first thing he noticed was her curled-up figure on the bed. He sighed and slowly made his way toward her sleeping form.

Nancy squeezed her eyes shut and held her breath when Jimin perched beside her on the mattress. She heard him exhaling a sharp breath which increased her anticipation.

Jimin stared at Nancy. He sighed guiltily when he noticed the purplish blemishes on her slender neck and her injured hand that was wrapped in white gauze. No doubt he hated her but he didn't like the way his younger brother manhandled a girl. Being a member of the royal family, his behavior really went beyond the pale today.

Jimin raised his left hand and closed his eyes while murmuring a spell. Suddenly a white dazzling smoke oozed from his palm. Closing his palm, he then moved to Nancy and started caressing his fingers on her neck gently. Nancy stilled on her spot when she felt a cooling sensation on her neck. The purplish blemishes eventually disappeared leaving no trace behind. He then repeated the same thing on her hand and healed her.

Nancy stayed quiet the whole time and continued her act. She was too overwhelmed but didn't make it obvious fearing he would stop.

"Stop pretending. I know you're awake."

Her heart almost burst out of her ribcage by his husky voice. But still, she decided to defy him and snuggled more in the silk covers. Nancy didn't expect that Jimin had been watching her the whole time. A ray of hope sparkled in her heart the moment he entered the room. Nancy expected him to comfort her but what shocked her was that he healed her. Her small heart that always longed for his love doesn't want more than that at the moment. For now, all she wanted was to sleep with this sweet memory.

But Jimin remained rooted in his spot. He also couldn't believe what he did. His own heart was slamming wildly against his chest when his skin made contact with hers. He had never in his life touched a girl but today, he touched the girl whom he disliked. Such an irony.

But unbeknownst to him, his heart fluttered with their proximity. The moment he had seen her in that green gown, he couldn't help but think about her again and again. Nancy was also baffled when Jimin didn't leave but instead kept staring at her like a creep. His eyes which held an indiscernible emotion in them raked all over her small face. Her large eyes curtained with a pair of dense lashes, small nose, high cheekbones, and porcelain skin looked alluring to him. His gaze abruptly darkened when they stopped at her pink fuller lips. The time stopped around him. He gazed at her face without blinking as if memorizing her every mole, every freckle.

Suddenly something snapped inside him. Jimin lifted his left hand and cupped her chin softly. Nancy fisted the bedsheet as she resisted the urge to flinch. Her blood ran cold when she felt his fingers tracing her lower lip. Jimin as if in a trance started caressing the cracked skin of her lips with the pad of his thumb. He himself doesn't know what got into him. Keeping his hate aside, he focused his sole attention on her rosy lips. The only thing that mattered to him was to touch these forbidden petals. He slowly pulled her lower lip with his thumb and index finger while with his other hand, he started rubbing her upper lip. Her breathing turned ragged when she felt him going rough. Jimin leaned forward; his hot breath fanned her lips while his fingers continued the torture on her untouched lips. Nancy could feel the heat rushing up to her ears and cheeks. Her mind was going crazy when she felt him breathing heavily.

God, what's wrong with him? She never pegged him to be a pervert.

Her mouth opened on its own as she couldn't control the wild sensations running within her. And that's when a desire to feel the warmth of her mouth erupted inside him. Her body turned on fire when Jimin dipped his right thumb into her warm mouth. Nancy remained stiff but she flinched when he started thrusting his thumb in and out of her mouth. She felt a throbbing in her lower region. His erotic act was making her needy. On the other hand, the King who was drowned in lust leaned on her face while steadying himself on his elbows, and kept prodding her mouth with his thumb.

Her tongue on its own got wrapped on the crown of his large thumb and she started sucking on it. Jimin clenched his jaw when he felt her sucking his thumb like a candy. He looked at her with droopy eyes and pushed his thumb more inside her. The sinful desire pooling in him wanted to feel her more. Nancy squirmed in delight and started sucking it at a vigorous pace. Suddenly a loud moan slipped from her mouth shocking both of them.

As if a bucket full of cold water was splashed on him, Jimin immediately withdrew his thumb from her mouth with a pop and stood up. His eyes were wide open as he stared at Nancy in shock. Nancy also opened her eyes and sat up on the bed. She kept her eyes glued to the duvet as she couldn't bear to look in his eyes. Jimin stared at the pink hue on her cheeks as she blushed like a new bride.

Nancy slowly peered at him but her heart shattered when he moved away from her as if she burnt him. He wiped his thumb with his cape roughly bringing tears to her hazel eyes.

Nancy stared at Jimin as he raked his hands through his hair and closed his eyes in frustration.

"I am sorry. It won't happen again."

Saying that he didn't waste a second and practically ran out of the room with staggering steps.

He considered it a mistake when it was euphoric for her.

A sad smile etched on her face.

"What have I expected even?", Nancy chuckled while tears dripped down her eyes. Letting out a loud sigh, she turned her head to the window when her eyes dazzled.

The sky which was draped with darkness a few minutes ago was now shining with the glittering moonlight. Her lips curved in a small smile as she stared at the moon with dreamy eyes.

Was it a good sign?

Is this the beginning of her love story?