[Y/n's POV]
I'm in my office trying hard to concentrate on my laptop screen. But I just couldn't. I keep thinking about what Jungkook had said, when he drove off.
I should really finish up on the work that I need to get done and in that way I can focus on the plan and get home early before he does.
My mind drifts off to the other night...
After the whole club brawl, Jimin drove me home to my penthouse.
"Really y/n? After all he had done to you?" Jimin scoffs. "He just says a few sentences and you automatically fall for it?" You can hear the irritation growing in his voice.
I just stayed quiet looking at the window, as tears continue to roll down my face.
I can't help but think about the last words Jungkook said to me. Did he really mean it? All of it?
"I thought you've changed. But you're still that same y/n, always falling for everything. Especially when it comes to him," He said, with faint bitterness. "He literally has you whipped and you don't even know it."
I was emotionally unstable to utter any words, and I was kind of scared to say anything, considering how upset he looks. I have never seen him this upset before. Once, I got out of the car, he didn't even bother saying good bye to me. He just zoomed off.
When I got to my penthouse, I stayed up in my balcony for while, alone with my thoughts. I came into realization that Jimin's right. I can't allow myself to fall into any words that come out of Jungkook's mouth. He's just playing games with me—like he had always done.
I also can't switch up on Jimin, after all he had done for me. He was the one who had helped me become who I am today. I have to do this, not only for me, but for him as well.
The next night, after recollecting my thoughts, I drove to Jimin's house. I ended up finding him in the backyard, sitting alone, smoking his cigarette.
"I thought you quit smoking cigarettes?" I asked as I sat across him.
"I tried, but I really can't help it. There's always too much shit on my mind," He sighed, not paying any attention to me as he took a puff of his cigarette.
"Look Jimin, I..." I was trying to figure out the right words to say. "First I just want to say sorry. "
Jimin didn't answer just continued looking at the night view, as he exhaled smoke.
"Jimin, let's continue our plan," I blurted out. "The plan we had always planned on doing. I wanna get started on it."
I finally got his attention as he turned to look at me. Although at first he was hesitant and didn't really believe me. But I told him how sure I am and willing to do anything.
From then on, Jimin and I started planning that night. He told me that he had figured out, that there's a chip that Jungkook has.
"It contains all the information to his crime activity. If we have a hold of that, we not only get more information of him, but also have something against him. In that way, we can control him," Jimin cunningly said. "But the only thing is..." He heavily sighed. "There's only one downside to this..."
"What is it?" I asked.
"You would have to go inside Jungkook's house. I figured...that the only way to get that chip, is through gaining his trust. He keeps that locked up. Only you know your way around that house." He paused for a moment. "I really hate this but...you need to pretend to want to be with him."
I was shocked at his planned, even he looks uncomfortable with it. But I ended up obliging, if it was the only way.
I sit back onto my chair, feeling stress take over my body as the memory of the other night with Jimin drifts out of my mind.
After that night formulating a plan with Jimin, Namjoon drove me to Jungkook's house the next day.
Jimin and I couldn't waste any days to get inside the Jeon mansion.
I just remember feeling so nervous yesterday, being back to the place I thought I never come back to. My nervousness also came from my doubts of not being able to pull through with the plan.
What If I don't find it? What if it would take a long while? What if he catches me?
I just had to push all my negative thoughts away before stepping into that house and prepared myself to pull my inner actress out.
Jungkook ended up not being home, but the moment he came, he immediately pulled me into an embraced. My stomach felt like it went through a roller coaster. I was so nervous. But once he kissed me, it somehow put me at eased.
I didn't even intend on having sex with him last night or that quickly at least. But it just somehow happened. I couldn't helped myself. It really has been so long too. I was shocked to see him up early cooking for me. It made me feel a sort of guilt.
The moment he had told me that he would be gone the entire day, I knew it was my perfect opportunity. I hope to find it, to get out of that place sooner and get home and please Jimin.
I glance at my watch, it's already 7 pm. I should leave. I needed all the time I can get to finding that chip before Jungkook gets home.
***
I finally get home and the first thing I do is bolt into our shared room, but found nothing.
I kind of already knew I would find nothing. It would have been too easy. Nothing comes easy from Jungkook—at-least in the mafia world. But I just had to look in case.
For a sharp thinker like Jungkook, where would he hide it?
It would of course be in his office room. The room he never lets me in.
I'm a hundred percent sure it would be there. But I knew it would be hard to get in, since there's only two ways; a voice activation or putting in the passcode.
I guess I'll just have to try my best guesses on that passcode.
As I stand in-front of the tall metal doors of the office, I feel my nerves starting to kick in, yet a hint of eagerness.
I never really got to fully look around his office from the last time I've been inside, which was the day I found Aera and Jungkook kissing. I hated that day. To this day, I still resent him for that. I swear after that day, everything turned upside down.
I glance at the keypad near the door, and study it. It's almost the same as Jimin's office. So I knew there's probably only going to be a few attempts in putting in the passcode of this room or else Jungkook will get notified.
I think long and hard, trying to figure out possible numbers. I put in his mother's birthday. It didn't work.
Then I had put my birth-date, hoping it may somehow be it. But didn't.
On the third try, I stop for a moment. This may be my final one. I need to think harder.
Maybe our wedding day?
I bring my fingers to the key pad but hesitated and stop. Why would he even have it as our wedding date?
But I eventually press in the date of our wedding, feeling somewhat confident.
To my dismay, it wasn't it.
Ugh. Fuck my life.
I can feel my heart pounding hard and loud. All I keep thinking about is Jungkook or anyone coming any second now.
My shaking hands quickly press in a date number that I suddenly thought of, with low expectations of it working.
I can feel myself starting to sweat and my heart rate accelerating.
My heart jumps when I hear a clicking sound.
I pull at the heavy metal doors and it opens. A wave of relief washes over me as I release a harsh breath. I feel like I can breathe again.
The door is really open. My heart jumps in happiness as my adrenaline come at full force.
The passcode was the very day we met. The day I found him, near my house.
Why would he...
But I quickly push those thoughts, knowing I don't have much time. I quickly walk inside with vigilance. I knew no one was going to be home. But I still have to be cautious.
The entire room immediately lits up, automatically.
His office is still the same. Although, It seems like it's bigger than I had remembered.
The office glass walls made the room so appealing with a massive view of the outside and a distant view of downtown.
It's so relaxing here with that view at night.
The first thing you see is the a long black conference board table, with a flat screen TV situated in-front of it.
As I walk forward, I can start to see his desk area. I stop at the spot, where I had stood when I saw Aera and Jungkook kissing. I never went any further than that, that awful day.
I slowly walk towards his desk area, and I take notice that in-front of his desk are leather couches and chairs surrounding a coffee table. I never really took notice of that area that day. I was too preoccupied of my cheating husband.
But what amazes me most, is the right side of the office room near his desk. It's a lounge area, enclosed in black glossy walls.
I definitely had not walk further enough to see all that.
I walk in with astonishment and scan the lounge area, feeling my breath taken away.
No wonder he spends all his time here. He has a massive liquor cellar and even a pool table.
I couldn't help but think about him and the boys being here, while I was in other parts of the house. They all just spent their time here, keeping all this from me.
I still couldn't believe this is my first time being here, after living here for two years. Then again, it's because he was trying to keep me from knowing he was a mafia boss all this time.
The room extended further but I didn't bother to check that area. It's probably where they store their guns or something.
I was so astonished by how grand and lavish his office is, that I had completely forgot about why I was there in the first place.
I immediately re-track myself.
I can't be distracted.
It's crucial I get that chip soon. I don't want to have to spend any more days pretending to want him.
The first thing I did is to take a look at his desk. I scramble through all his drawers, and found myself getting distracted reading some documents. But I didn't find anything.
I can feel myself getting so flustered. Where could it be? I had high hopes it would be in his office desk.
I stand up, leaning onto his desk as I scan the entire place, trying to figure out where I'm going to look next. Then I look down massaging my temples, trying to ease my brain and calm myself before venturing to find that damn chip.
"Can you explain to me, just what you are doing here?"
My heart jumps and body completely freezes. I'm scared to move an inch.
But I soon dreadfully look up with a sickening feeling in my stomach.
My face drops as my eyes flicker towards the person standing from a distance, then slowly walks towards me with peering eyes.
Jungkook.