《Cold Husband • JJK X Reader • Jungkook ff ✓》C H A P T E R : 0 4
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we both bid goodbyes to our families and friends before siting inside his black luxury expensive car. No one spoke in whole car drive, he didn't even looked at me in a whole ride, after all he is following his agreement so why would he talk without any purpose.
after thirty minutes we both arrive at the new mansion, gifted by his parents. Driver opens the car's door for me to come out. I slowly step out of the car as now my ankle are paining due to these high heels and I know I got shoe bite. I hiss in pain whereas jungkook opens his side door without waiting for anyone to open it and directly head inside the mansion.
he did not even look back at me or wait for me so at least we both could have go inside the house together. "jeon the jerk" I said, without realizing that I speak It loud until, the driver and security men coughs. I looks at them with wide eyes, they all shut their mouth. I bows to them several time "I apologize for that" I said.
"no Mrs. Jeon please don't apologize to us if Mr. Jeon see you apologizing to us, he'll fire all of us" driver says "is he that rude?" I asks, they all just gulps and looks down "sorry Mrs. Jeon, but it's a strict order to all of the men working in this house, they are not allow to talk to you" a voice behind me speaks.
"and if they did, they all will be fire as well as Mr. Jeon will make sure that they'll never get any job again" she ads, I turned around and looks at the lady in her 60's standing with a soft smile on her face, I smiles back.
"who are you ajumma?" I asks, "Good evening Mrs. Jeon and welcome to Jeon's mansion. My name is Ava and I'm your personal maid or you can call me personal home assistant" she introduce and indicate other maids to carry my luggage and guides me inside the mansion.
"I'm the head of the in charge of all the maids working here" she speaks as we both enters inside the living room, she turns around "thank you ajumma" I says and bowed to her "don't do that Mrs. jeon", I shakes my head as no.
"you're older than me, I respect everyone equally and ajumma please don't call me Mrs. Jeon you can call me Y/n, I'll be really happy to listen that" I said, she smiles and nodded "okay okay y/n" she replies.
"your room is right from the upstairs, third one from the corner and also It is just opposite to Mr. Jeon" she informs I nods "okay, then I'll change" I said and slowly start walking upstairs, carefully placing my feet on the staircase. Even though It's breaking my heart to be in another room on the first day of my marriage, but it's fine as long as he is happy, I'm fine.
I open the bedroom's door for me and it was a master bedroom with master bed in the middle of the room, everything is perfectly arranged. I walk inside the room and sits on the couch place near the window and remove my heel, "ow!" I close my eyes in pain as my ankle from behind is almost bleeding and as I remove my heels, a sharp pain I feel.
I slowly stand up from the couch and walks inside the bathroom to take a warm bath and relax myself. removing my gown after the long fight with the zipper which is stuck at the back of my dress, I lay inside the bathtub filled with warm water and strawberry bath bubble, making it's fragrance so sweet and relaxing.
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I rest my head back on the edge of bathtub and close my eyes, the only person comes in my mind was the day when jungkook gave me agreement and today when he said;
"don't be too happy it's just an act"
this breaks my heart but I know everyone have heart, soul and most importantly their mind, which controls them. It's all just a way how we think and see the others, everyone have their own sense and the way of thinking so I won't blame jungkook for anything, even though he is rudest, coldest and harshest person I've ever met in my whole life, but now he is my husband. God, why he is my husband??
I'll try my best to change him,
but only until, he doesn't breaks me and shatter me into pieces that I won't be able to collect myself again..
after spending an hour in the bathtub I finally wears the robe, which was already placed inside the bathroom. I returns back inside my room while tying up my robe and just then I heard a knock on my room's door "please come in" I permit, the door open and a maid walks inside "good evening Mrs. Jeon dinner is ready and Mr. Jeon is asking you to come downstairs" she informs, I nods.
"he wants to have dinner with me?"
"yeah I'll be there within 5 minutes. umm.. where are my luggage? my clothes were in that" I asks as I'm still wearing a robe and my luggage is nowhere to be found "Mrs. Jeon your all the things are already arrange in your closet please check it and if you still need something please tell me" she said, I smile "thank you, but you don't have to do this much for me, it's okay I'll manage" I said.
"no! no! Mrs. Jeon this is our work, Mr. Jeon is paying to us for this work only" she said, I smile and nods as I know, no maid and servant gonna listen to me until the orders are from Jungkook. I sighs after she walk out of my room.
I walks through staircase, slowly as ever I can. My one hand is gripping onto the railing of the staircase as my ankle are not supporting me today. I hiss in pain and then my gaze falls on the jungkook who is already sitting on the chair of the dinning table.
All the maids and servants are standing at the corner with their head hung low. His back is facing me but still, I can tell that he is sitting there with his famous cold expressions. I internally roll my eyes and look away,
"fucker" I mumble under my breath and finally stands in the dinning area, as I go in front of him he did not even look at me as he is busy in reading some file of his business work "you called me?" I interrupt.
he finally looks up at me and humms in response. he gestures me to sit in front of him, I gulp as his expressions are deadly and, now I realize why everyone is scared of him. He did not even fail to make me scare.
I slowly take a seat in front of him. He closes his file and put it aside "serve" he demands, maids quickly serve dinner to both of us.
was he waiting for me?
just by thinking about this a smile crept on my face. I looks down to control my smile but when I look up, He indicates all the maids standing there to leave, from the corner of his eyes, they all quickly bows and leaves.
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we both eat in dead silence, just the sound of our chop sticks can be hear in the whole area. I really wants to talk to him but I don't know how to start the conversation. I looks at him, he is wearing his black t-shirt with the sweatpants, his well built arms are clearly on the show, his all the features are so ethereal.
he is really something which I can't believe. I still can't believe this handsome man is my husband, but my smile fades as soon as the thing comeinto my mind...
If both parties decide to separate after one year, Jeon Jungkook will give 20 percent of the company's shares to Jeon y/n, also he will be responsible for the protection of his ex-wife.
I sighs and continue eating my food. Soon he finished his dinner and wipes his mouth off with the tissue and then looks me, I'm still eating as I know I'm so slow while eating. he clears his throat before speaking in his deep stern cold, enough to make anyone bury himself deep inside the earth.
"did you signed the agreement?" he asks, looking at me. I nods before gulping down my food hurriedly "yeah I did. wait let me bring it--" I was about stand up but he cut me off "no! first eat then give me.." he says, "yeah sure" I said and drink water.
"I think I have to add one more demand in my side" he says, I looks at him and nod "that you can not curse your husband behind his back every time" he says, I choke and start coughing.
"di-did you he-heard i-it?" I asks, he nods in response while looking at me with his dead look, "jeon the jerk? fucker? huh" he said, I gulps down and try to change the topic.
"I didn't write down my demands yet" I said, he furrow his eyebrow "okay, I'm giving you two more days, finish it and give it to me" he said, I nods.
he stands up from his place "good night kook" I don't know why but I just said, my heartbeat raise as he stop on his track and then left without even wishing me back. I put my hand on my chest and sighed "it's okay, I've to change him" I convince myself and stand up.
after sometime I return back to my room and, just after that a maid comes in inside my room with the first aid box in her hand "Mrs. jeon here is the medical supplies for your ankle" she said and passes me it over "thank you but who send this?" I asks, "Mr. Jeon" she said, I smiled and nods.
applying the medicines and all, I put a bandage on my ankle and takes out the agreement from my purse along with a pen to write my demands. I read again all of his demands and then starts to write mine,
03. I don't want any of your luxuries and comfort- just a room and this house where I'm living is enough for me.
04. no maids and workers will be fired until it's something serious.
05. after divorce, I don't want any of your shares.
06. In this one year you're not allow to have relations with any other girl expect with me.
07. If I want to work you're not allow to stop me.
08. wishing good morning and good night daily, having breakfast and dinner together.
09. I won't do house chores but I'll cook food daily. you cannot interfere in that.
10. before divorce you've to repeat all the vows you had taken during our marriage.
I don't know what's gotten into me but, I think wisely each and every thing before writing down my demands. I don't want his luxuries and all, because I don't want him to feel myself like a burden on his, at least not until he gets ready to accept me as his wife.
signing the agreement, I fold the paper and put it back in the envelope. I sigh "never thought my marriage would be like this", I walk out of the room and stand in front of his room's door. I knock on the door couple of times but no reply come so,
I twist the knob of the door and it open. door was already unlocked. I opens the door slowly but no one is inside the room "j-jungkook" I calls out his name but no reply I get.
I looks around his room, everything is well arranged. His room is having dark theme in compare to mine. Not gonna lie this theme suits him, just like his dark aura.
I place the envelop on his bed and turn around while giggling, and that's when a cold stern voice speaks behind me "what are you doing here?" I can feel he is gritting his teeth with each word.
I'm sure he is mad at something, I bite my lip and turn around only to see him coming inside from the balcony with his phone and Ipad in his hand. he is just in his bathrobe "I-I- Cam-came h-here to gi-give you- ag-agreement" I stutter and soon cut off in between.
"DIDN'T I GAVE YOU TWO DAYS AND HAVE MENTIONED IN THE AGREEMENT NOT TO ENTER INSIDE MY ROOM?? HUH??" he yelled at me so loudly "ARE YOU BLIND OR WHAT?"
not even in my life my parents yelled at me like this but he did. No words are ready to come out from my mouth as now my words are stuck in the back of my throat. Now I'm again at the verge of crying just because of him.
I just look down without saying anything to him, he grip my arm tightly "ANSWER ME. DIDN'T I MENTIONED THAT IN AGREEMENT?" he ask again and this time his voice is more louder than before.
I nods and look at him. he is dangerously close to me, his eyes are burning in rage "I-I-I'm s-so-sorry" I apologize, he clench his jaw and pull me with him out of the room.
once I was out his room "DON'T EVER TRY TO ENTER INSIDE MY ROOM GOT IT?" he shouts, a drop of tear left my eyes. I slowly nods before he shut the door on my face loudly.
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