Jennie Kim was never the type to be rendered speechless. Still, her mind went blank at the words that came out of Zico's mouth.

Yoongi. Fucked. His. Girl. "What?"

The stranger chuckled upon seeing her face. She must have looked like she had seen a ghost. "You heard me, your husband fucked my girl."

"When?" Apparently, one-syllable words were the only thing her dry mouth can utter now.

"Four, five months ago?" Zico thought out loud, "I'm not really sure."

Jennie released the breath she didn't know she was holding. Yoongi wasn't cheating on her after their wedding and that was all that mattered to her. Nevertheless, that didn't mean that there wasn't a surge of jealousy that coursed through her at the thought of her husband having sex with another woman.

"Let me get this straight, your girlfriend cheated on you with Yoongi?"

"Yep," he answered, manoeuvring the car. Glancing at the side mirror, she saw that Mingyu was already behind them.

"Then, why are you still with her?"

"Because she's a great fuck," he smirked.

What a prick. She didn't believe him even for a second.

"Obviously, you're still salty about it," she glared. "And now, you're taking it out on me just because I'm Min Yoongi's wife?"

"Not everything is about you, sugar tits. Get off your high horse."

Frustration welled up inside of her, "then, what the hell am I doing in here?"

"You're here because Hoseok lost our fucking race." He pulled up in front of the gelato shop that was located along a busy street. "Get me the cookie-flavored one, will you?"

She merely gave him the classic middle finger as a reply before getting off his race car.

Two minutes later, she was back inside the vehicle with a cup of gelato in each hand.

"They run out of the cookie flavor so I bought you strawberry gelato instead." She narrowed her eyes at him before giving him his own cup, "This is me paying my debt as per our deal. I owe you nothing now. Are we clear on this?"

Zico hummed in satisfaction upon getting a taste of the frozen dessert. "Just spending some quality time with you is enough for me, sugar tits."

She didn't bother replying to his stupid ass anymore. Soon, he finished off with his cup. "Where to?"

"What do you mean by 'where to'?" She slipped a hand inside her purse to retrieve the small pepper spray she kept in there. "Let's go back to the park."

"Are you sure you don't want to go somewhere else? Just give me an address and I'll get you there in no time."

"Just drive me back to the park, Zico-ssi. Keep your part of the deal."

"I'm just giving you options, sugar tits."

The urge to hit the racer was overwhelming. "Call me that one more time and I swear to God, you're going to regret it."

He gave her an amused look before getting his car moving again. "You're really something else, huh? Fucking beautiful and feisty. Min is very lucky to own you."

She couldn't believe what she was hearing right now. Own me? Who the hell says that these days? "I'm his wife, yes, but that doesn't mean he owns me."

Zico laughed harshly to himself, "but he does, Jennie, he does." She noticed how his grip tightened into the steering wheel. "That son of a bitch owns every fucking thing in this city."

A chill raised up Jennie's spine; she opted to reach for the gun in her purse instead. She realized that getting in the car with him was the worst idea she ever had. Regardless, the girl knew then that there was more to Zico's story, she just needed to dig deeper.

She cleared her throat and asked him in a gentler tone, "what's the name of your girlfriend, Zico-ssi?"

"Suran," was his clipped response.

"And why didn't you really break up with Suran-ssi after she cheated on you?"

He was silent for a few seconds. Then he looked at her, a cold smile gracing his lips. "Because I love her."

It took her a second to process that. What a surprise that an asshole like him was capable of feeling such a powerful emotion after all.

"So, what the hell am I doing in here?" Jennie repeated her question from earlier. "Tell me the truth this time."

Zico stared directly ahead, "Min stole my wife from me. And he disrespected her by marrying you. That's why you're here, Jennie Kim."

•••

The drive back to the park was relatively quiet; Jennie just didn't know what to say after Zico's revelation.

Jisoos Christ, I've been blabbering on and on about Suran being his girlfriend all night and the asshole didn't even bother correcting me. My god, his wife was fucking Yoongi. I don't even know how to digest this...

AND WHAT THE HECK WAS MIN YOONGI DOING MESSING AROUND WITH SOMEONE ELSE'S WIFE?

Scooping up a spoonful of the gelato goodness, Jennie lamented as to why every man in her life was problematic in more ways than one.

Her mind a mess, she didn't readily notice that the busy theme park they left just twenty minutes ago turned into a ghost town. The shiny sports cars that lined up the driveway were missing now, as well as the hundreds of people who she previously watched the races with.

"What happened?" Jennie thought aloud.

The racer chuckled lowly beside her, "the fucker is so predictable... as always."

She narrowed her eyes at him, "what do you mean?"

"I told you, sugar tits, we should've just went somewhere else," Zico smirked.

That was when she finally saw them: the group of at least twenty intimidating men waiting for them inside the theme park. Standing in the front and looking sharp in a black suit was no other than her husband.

With just one look at his face and Jennie knew; Min Yoongi was out for blood.

End of Chapter 16