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Jeon Jeonggook , I

The name I bear is certainly not just a name. This name beholds a lot  of happenings. Struggles,  difficulties and torments.

I am as a person holding on to a single feminine who is my so called secret partner .

Intentionally,  keeping that woman out of my boundary is not a thing what I am capable of doing. The more I want to put her away the more she get embedded in me.

Because......

She is in my brain....



In my vein....




In me....





Woman.

The perfect pronoun for her. I consider myself lucky to observe her since the beginning.  I know each and  every single page of her life book leaving some which appeared incomprehensible for me.

She consists a duality . She is a different person when she is with me bright , cheerful , demanding , charming.

And the another she is intimidating , quite , determined , elegant , gracefully equivocal. 

A goddess!

It is the single point where I am fearful rather nervous.  Bees usually tend to  drool to the sizzling fire no matter how brutally tempting that is.

I being a man very much aware of the nature of my fellows. She can tackle herself but , but I will tear myself if anyone else make it alive with her hell fire except Me .



As I said a page of her life book is blurry for me and that part is about me. She is always intrigued why I forbade her to address me that Brother word .

When mom was alive we both were together but day by day it was awakening  in me , tantalisingly flame , whenever she showed herself.  Finally when Mom left us Dad gave me her responsibility. I found that that little girl had possessed an entire world in herself.  Becoming a Woman.






























"Jeonggook , son I know you will be a sensible gentleman . I know you can give protection to your family and the  glorious lineage."

Jungkook  was anxiously walking  . Forseeing the upcoming tsunami he called his son for giving him the duty of protecting the one of the most precious gems of the Jeons ......

...Jeon Kaewon.

"Promise your dad that at any cost you will keep her safe and never let her go away from this Jeon family. "

"She must have to remain a Jeon even after her ........ Marriage "




























With in a year of demise of the lady of the Empire ,Kim Jeon Y/N , The man of the empire , Jeon Jungkook got his call .





Bruised by the fate the would be adults precisely the sole heirs of the Jeons were serviving their ancestors.

Among the two only one was to the World  was The Heir ,Jeon Jeonghook. Nobody knew who Jeon Kaewon was.

It was taken as a rumour that Jeons had a daughter who died in bomb blasting and gradually people forget about her .





When we returned to Seoul  she was yet in her high school. I arranged home schooling for her. No teachers came but the essentials were provided at house she for the first time went school for the annuals .

This meeting was something unavoidable so I joined her .  It may appear to be over possessiveness but i cannot help.

When dad gave me her responsibility there was a tone which made me supremely happy. And day by day that tone make me confident about being guilt free of her   being.........Mine.


I had no time to breath in  this single year . I had to take over everything because if our rival sensed the vulnerability of our situation should have tried to take advantage.


My name has gotten a recognition. 
I am aware . Even being caught with her we two are suspected to be previously engaged. 

I never hesitated if anyone mentioned it cause it was an eternal true for me.

Yes  she is my Queen.  My Date. My love.

And again the truth is I made her blind to the world . Not even got the opportunity to reach my thoughts to her.

Pathetically romantic we are!

Though I have mere idea but sometime something about her made me assure that somewhere in a corner of her heart there is a bit which beats for me and make those 'Badums' for me in her.

I may appear emotionless to her cause I know once I start showing I will never get myself to stop. It will grow more and more dangerously .

I will end up ruining her.

I suppress myself . The ways I used get her  before was with  my little sneak peeks on her face while she is sleeping ,  intentionally making her angry .

Sometimes , slow burn Comics . 

Learning how to cool down my own burning self and finally in this single year when the world spun upside down I took some ways to release my stress.

I really sought for her embrace at times  .I wondered how would it feel to be onto  her soft  bosom.

I aware how soft she has become.  I know she is chubby but adorable . Whenever accidentally we touched our hands I know how delicate she felt everytime.


Our people says We resemble our parents however I don't believe it and I don't want  it to be true cause I never want us to end up in as grievous way as them....



I want to live and die with her. Not even a single breath without her.






"What are you mumbling standing over their ?"    A slurry sleepy voice of my lady was like ringing to me ear  . Some thing must have gotten her up .

Unwavering my gaze from the glass wall of my room from where the night sky was fully in view , I realised she halted behind me.

"What is this small box?"  Processing it with wide eye I delivered that in my track pocket thinking to make her fool.

She immediately turn the lamp on . She barely opened her eyes but it was clear that her eyes were wide.

"It's not.....smelling...but..." mumbling something she was pointing down something .

"Was..it..it was..A Vapour!"  She looked at me in disbelief.  Here at this point I am regretting for the first time for giving her silent treatment after returning from restaurant.

I should haven't argued.

I should haven't let her explain.


I should haven't allowed her in my room.



I should haven't let her sleepy head lay here.




It would have been cruel of me to awake an angelic soul  like her to disrupt in her sleep  .


I abhor my hormones  . Never loses a point to not feel sick to her.


Every night of my those sleepless night and sore limbing days I never missed to see her even for atleast a mere second

She was and I was both were suffering differently but   ..........



Together ..........



See you in the next  chapter.....♡

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