🥀𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐏𝐎𝐕🥀

"Where the hell do you think you're taking my wife?"

The words came out of my mouth without any second thought. If namjoon's ex wife or you can say 'Natasha' thinks she can take away y/n with her just because Namjoon is no longer here then she is a pitiful human-being.

No matter how strong and powerful she is right now, she cannot ignore the law. She likes to win legally so lets do it that way.

I pull Y/N behind my back forcefully and Natasha lose her balance. Her so called bodyguard's stepped forward but she shushed them away. She knows me too well to be mistaken. I will not think twice before I will make a scene here. It will not matter to me but her image will suffer.

"What did you just say?" Natasha asked in a dreadful tone as her eyes riled up with anger. That was not what she was prepared for, now was she?

I snatched the paper from her hand making her bodyguards to jump up again in command but all they could do was stand there. Sometimes I think just how pathetic their life is by taking orders from a women like Natasha.

Clearing my throat, I started reading,

"Under federal law and enforcement, custody of Kim Y/N, a patient with mental illness and uncontrollable activity is granted to her legal guardian i.e., her/his legal father. If by any circumstances, this rule needs to be disregarded, the custody of patient Kim Y/N should be certainly or without delay will be handed to her/his legal mother, LEGAL SPOUSE..."

Natasha snatched the paper from my hand as she crushed it in her hands. Her eyes furious , her face bursting with anger. I bet she had not thought about her plan flopping like this.

For first few seconds she is deadly silent but soon after her evil smile returns. As expected from a women like her.

"I don't see a ring in your hand?" She asked enquiring my hand. Her eyes celebrating the win even before the results.

"We have not made it public yet but we will do it today or.... NOW!"

I grabbed Y/N's trembling hand from behind. Her eyes still shedding silent tears. If Namjoon would be here, then in no fucking way he could have let Natasha take Y/N away with her and I will protect what is his. I will protect what he would have protected. I will save what he would have saved.

If that involves saving his daughter by fake marrying her until he wakes up, then I'll do it. I'll take the risk and win this battle legally with Natasha.

I dragged Y/N with me towards the entrance door of the hospital. As soon as I opened the door, hundreds of cameras flashed at the same moment. More than fifty of reporters surrounded us.

"Miss Kim y/n is this true that your father and our future president is almost on the the verge of death? Will you stop the voting now? Is this correct that your brother is operating on his own  father? How do you feel now, please tell us? Do you think this is opposition party's doing? Please share your thoughts! Please mam! Please mam!"

Her once silent tears are uncontrollably loud now but I doubt if anyone could hear her in this hell of a crowd. Even if anyone does, no one fucking cares, including me. I'm doing this only for Namjoon. For my best friend.

I slowly left Y/N's hand from mine and grab her from her waist instead. Pulling her closer to my body, I smiled while looking at her. Her eyes looked terrified of me as it would usually look.

Acting that you love somebody even if you won't actually do, is not that tough. Just look at me, how easy it is to fake emotions in front of hundred's of foolish people.

"Smile..." I whisper yelled to her and she obeyed in an instant. Only if she could have obeyed me on her 18th birthday, then the things could have been better between us, though It doesn't mean I wouldn't have hated her. My hatred for her goes a long way.

Maybe, at least I could have seen her as Namjoon's daughter and not as Y/N. Things could have been little perfect but here we are, being perfectly imperfect. I cleared my throat and all the mic's  turned to me in an instant.

"Sir, would you like to tell us something that happened? How did you find Miss Y/N today? Was she crying when you saw her in the hospital? Sir please one word! The public wants to know."

I would have punched each one of them but I controlled myself, "Thank you for your un - welcomed gathering! But as you all are already here we would like to make a quick and an important announcement."

I looked at Y/n, her face all red and I am sure she doesn't even understand what is happening around her. I gently slide the hair away from her face and tuck it behind her ear.

"Sir, what is the announcement? Please tell us! Is it related to Mr. Kim Namjoon? Is he in a critical condition? What are the doctor's thoughts? " I hear the reporter's shouting and just when I turned my face towards them, they all turned silent, waiting for me to say something,

"I announce that me and Kim y/n are getting married tomorrow!"

All the camera's flashed again, and the crowd went bizarre after the news but I'm not focusing on that any longer. I'm only focusing on yn's heavy breathing. Her eyes full with fear, the fear of being hurt by a man like me. Sometimes I think she knows the reality of me, but I doubt if she would ever want to experience it.

She knows, fake marrying could turn her world upside down in seconds, but fake marrying with a guy like me can snatch away that world and burn it into ashes.

I continued looking at how close we both stand. Her mesmerizing fragrance waving in my head like a red flag. Oh god. I want to hurt her so badly. Would she cry if I will choke her with my fingers? Can she take my full hand? Will she beg to stop? Can I use my belt on her or just my hands would be fine. Will she bleed...

Shit.

I turned my head towards the reporters again.

I cannot control my urge to hurt her in public when I'm surrounded by hundred's of people and I certainly will not be able to control when I will be alone with her. If Namjoon don't wake up soon, I will have to see her more often and the more often I see her, the more I will lose my control. The more I will wish to hurt her.

"I know this is so random but this is what it is. We will wait for your unwelcome visit tomorrow at Seoul's national court."

After saying the last few words, I pulled myself away from the crowd along with Y/N and made way towards the same entrance we came from. Before we could enter inside, Natasha blocked our way. There's an unrecognizable smile crafting her features.

She looked at Y/N, then at our intertwined hands, and then at me in the last, "Do you really think Namjoon would let you live when he would get to know, out of all people you have married his daughter? A man with deviant tendencies who don't think twice before hurting someone is marrying Kim Namjoon's daughter? It will be interesting to see. You have written your own death sentence. Mr. Jeon Jungkook."

She turned around to leave but stopped in middle, "And don't think that I'm done with you. One wrong move and I will take Y/N with me."

She looked at Y/N this time, "Be ready for my surprise visits to your home, newlyweds!"

This time, she actually turned around and left. How could I even miss that a woman like Natasha don't back down easily. Hence, our fake marriage won't be so easy to fake. There could be certain consequences that could arise from this on the spot plan I just made.

Y/N could legally become a Jeon tomorrow. She may have to stay in my house, under my vicinity just to prove to the world that our marriage is not fake. I will have to take over her power of attorney and she may have to live under my command. Namjoon's daughter will no longer be his, she will now be my spouse and I will be her's, legally and officially.

All these things could bring thunders in her life and she wouldn't be able to do anything.

Just imagining it makes my blood boil and my insides twist with anger.

Me and her.

Her and me.... Living under the same roof with no one around. Seeing the woman I hate everyday wouldn't be so mesmerizing.

Not only hatred, but this woman makes me lose my both, mind and control and I know it would not be easy... for her to handle me and for me to react unbothered.

I know this could turn brutal for Y/N and her sharp and deep breaths are proof that she is scared as hell and as I continue to look at her, I noticed her eyes are slowly closing and soon after, her body fall on my broad chest.

Fuck! Its beginning. My battle with my control.

A/N: Aren't you guys excited for Jeon's new married life? 🥲😌 Please Vote and let me know if you're loving this story
👉🏻👈🏻 🥺