My eyes snapped open, and I jumped off whatever I was on. When I landed on the ground, I realized I was lying on a bed.
'How on earth did I come on this bed?' I thought.
I walked to the bathroom to look at the mirror, and when I reached there, I saw a mark on my left leg. I examined the mark and I had a feeling someone carried me on the bed. If they did, it's not a trick question to know who is was.
I took my hair brush, and began brushing my long, silky hair while I was thinking. I was getting quite concerned about Jungkook since he becomes nice then mean.
'Maybe because I always mess things up' I thought.
After getting dressed and preparing food, I drove to Jungkook's work place. I knew he didn't eat, because he has to be at work at 6:30 in the morning and he wakes up at 6:00.
I entered the building, and soon I met his secretary.
"Hello Miss," she said as she gave me a warm smile.
"Hello, I am Jeon Jungkook's wife, and I need to go to his office," I said, as she looked at my ring finger.
"You may go," she said.
I bowed then walked towards his office. I stood in front of his door. I took a deep breath in and knocked on the door.
"Come in," I heard his voice.
I entered his office and smiled. I thought I saw him smiling a little bit, the went back to his poker look. I placed a lunch box. He looked at me as if he was speechless.
"How do you even know I didn't eat?" He mumbled.
Cute.
"Thank you, Y/n," he said, and I nodded.
I walked towards the door, ready to leave, but he said something.
"This looks too much for me."
"You can save some leftovers for lunch," I said.
"No, I want you to eat with me. I know you didn't eat too."
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Married To The Richest Billionaire|| Jeon Jungkook
FanfictionL/n Y/n, a 19-year-old girl who just wanted a job to do, finds herself married to South Korea's youngest billionaire, Jeon Jungkook. How ever, due to Jungkook's anger issues and judgmental mind, their marriage doesn't go as smoothly as she planned. ...