At about 10 pm, both of you reached home. You felt tired working the whole day as they had meetings back to back and you were everywhere with him.

Not working as a catering assistant much but being there with Jungkook, managing his files because he didn't keep any personal assistant.

It felt like he was becoming dependent on you. Talking to you about projects, scheduled meetings, it made you happy.

It wasn't just his personal life, you were also a part of his work as well.

"Y/N, about the meeting earlier, I took notes in the blue file, I need it on my table tomorrow," he said as you were keeping your shoes on the rack.

"Sure sir," you answered.

"Sir?" He whispered lowly chuckling.

You lowered your gaze and were about to go freshen up when he held your wrist pulling you towards him.

Holding your waist, he looked right into your eyes.

You gulped. Biting on your bottom lip, you thanked him in a low voice.

He furrowed his brows, confused.

"For accepting me in front of people, for keeping me with you all this time," you said.

"Y/N, you were always mine. From the day I bought you here forcefully till the time we have kids," he said making you choke on air.

"Kids?" You repeated.

"I like big families. I want 4 kids and of course, a dog or maybe more dogs," he said, looking at you, burying his face in the crook of your neck which made you chuckle as you blushed.

"Kids? Marriage? Is he planning for a proposal?" You thought to yourself.

You consciously lowered your gaze as he kissed your forehead.

"I bought you something," he said.

He went to his cupboard as you stood there patiently.

Coming back with a box wrapped in shiny paper with ribbons, he handed it to you.

"Go, freshen up and change. I'm waiting for you," he whispered in your ear sending you tingling sensations down to your spine.

You went up as you couldn't wait to see what was inside the box, you quickly pulled the ribbons and opened it in no time.

It was a short off-shoulder frock which was black and looked too cute.

He has a good choice.

You wore the dress, wearing a strapless bra in. Leaving your hair loose, you sprayed your floral perfume and took a few mirror selfies as you almost fell in love with yourself with that dress on.

How would he react was the only question in your mind?

The wardrobe in your room was wide open with your makeup out of place and overflowing clothes.

You picked up a few from the pile of clothes kept on the chair and pushed them in when suddenly, Jungkook barged in.

You flinched.

"I'll be down in a while, I'll just tidy the room quickly and-," his eyes were fixed on you.

It felt like he wasn't even listening but only walking close to you, wearing a thin white shirt giving you a view of his tough abs and his perfect body which made you bite your lip as you lowered your gaze.

"You're so beautiful Y/N," he said as he caged you while your back touched the open wardrobe.

He held your head as he suddenly compelled his lips on yours unable to control himself.

It took you a few seconds to understand that you were practically making out with him.

You never thought about that unexpected entrance of the devil in your life but this devil made your life beautiful. You felt like you had become a sinner with the touch of his lips.

"Mmm," you moaned in his mouth making him grab you tighter as your hands fisted his black locks.

His tongue explored your mouth and you were almost losing it the minute he started placing wet and rough kisses on your jawline and down to your neck.

"Oh, Jungkook," you managed to say which made him grab your waist tighter, giving you instant pleasure when suddenly...

He stopped.

He stood silent.

You took some time to gain back your consciousness when you saw him looking at a bag closely in the wardrobe.

You were still in his arms.

You managed to look at his fingers running through that suitcase.

"Shit," you mouthed.

Jungkook had never checked anything in the place you stayed or your closet before.

The suitcase that made him stop was the one Mr. Park had given to you with tons of cash in it to make Jungkook fall for you.

If he asked, things would go bad.

You tried to get his attention by pulling him into a kiss but he refrained.

"What is this suitcase doing in your closet?"

"Who gave you this?"

"Why do you have it?"

He kept bombarding you with questions.

You grew anxious as he pulled the bag out to open it.

You wanted to stop him.

"Jungkook, please do that later and can we-," he rudely shushed you as his back faced you.

He kept the suitcase on the bed.

"These suitcases are only given to clients or someone important to Mr Park. Why is it with you?" He asked as his finger lined the logo on the suitcase.

You kept quiet.

Your heart was pounding in fear.

"Y/N, tell me," he asked politely.

You looked into his eyes and moved your gaze elsewhere trying to think of making something up when he banged the suitcase with all his might making you flinch in fear.

Jungkook was a great lover yet, his anger was the worst.

"Answer me Y/N, why the fuck is this bag with you?" He shouted as you stood frozen.

Without a single thought, he opened the bag wide as cash flew out of it.

"Why do you have so much money?"

"Why did Mr Park give you this?"

"Fucking answer, damn it!" Jungkook punched the wall.

You didn't utter a word as tears started rolling down your cheeks.

"Why aren't you answering Y/N?"

You gulped.

"I didn't use it, it's not mine," you managed to utter.

"Then who's is it? Why is this in your closet? I work for him and I know where these bags go! I'm asking you why is it with you?" He wailed in anger. His eyes were red, fuming in anger.

"Mr. Park paid you. But for what? Tell me!" He came closer to you, at this moment, you could feel he isn't the normal man you were in love with. He's a monster and he wouldn't think a minute to destroy you.

"Fucking speak," he yelled as you flinched again when he held you by your shoulders, tight enough to hurt you.

You started crying bitterly but to that, Jungkook had no mercy.

"Who are you? Is all of this even real or did you put up some show for money?" He said as you could see his eyes gleaming.

"No, no... Jungkook-," he cut you off as he yelled, "Then tell me, why did he pay you? Why do you have this suitcase with you?"

"I can't," you answered as hot tears streamed down.

He suddenly grabbed your neck, applying pressure and threatening you.

"Speak up!" He said.

"Kill me Jungkook, I can't tell you why I have this with me, please," you managed to speak, not even trying to defend yourself.

You knew keeping that money with you was wrong but you didn't know what to do with that.

You could have simply told Jungkook about this instead of letting this reach here.

"You're paid to marry me?"

"Or are you given this money for distracting me from my work?"

"Everything was fake?" Jungkook kept asking you as you hugged your knees on the ground, crying bitterly.

How could you even explain it to him?

You knew nothing.

Even though you never used the money, your feelings towards Jungkook were true, getting the money and keeping it at home was not the right thing you had done and you wouldn't be able to explain him either.

He sat directly in front of you, on the floor.

His hair covered his face which made him look dangerous.

"You're ready to die but not tell me why you have this?"

You sat on the floor, burying your face in your knees, not ready to speak.

He got up and went away from the room with a loud bang on the door.

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