Chapter 11 : Cooking

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Y/N POV

                "Y/N, I feel like I want to try eating something that you cook," Jungkook said.

"No!" I quickly rejected it. I was shocked by his sudden request. because I'd never cooked before except for fried eggs and rice.

I was living in such a family. I didn't know whether a kitchen existed or not in my childhood home.

"Why? I want to try eating your cooking so much," he said, slowly pressing his chest against mine.

I shook my head and turned my head away from him. "I'm not good at cooking. And you even have the best chef. I can't compete with him. You're rich, I'm not. I don't know what your taste is like. I couldn't do it. I shook my head and turned my head away from him.

Without warning, he held my waist and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist in response. I was startled.

"What are you doing and where are you taking me to?" I asked.

"Let's go to the kitchen. I ain't a picky eater when it comes to yours," he said.

"How are you so sure? You never eat mine."

He ignored my question.

He carried me to the kitchen and put me down. Then, he took the apron and put it on me.

"I will help you," he said, and also wore the apron.

It looked like I didn't have a choice. He was excited already, and opposing him would be useless.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Anything you would like to cook".

"No, tell me the exact food. Please", I asked, because I really didn't have an idea of what to cook.

"Mmmm.. Unadon?" he suggested.

Shit. I never cooked that thing before. I hoped it would be an easy recipe. "Okay," I said, and I took out my phone. I googled the recipe.

He jerked his head at my phone to see what I was doing.

"What are you doing?" he asked me. His face was really close to mine. His curious face was really cute, like a precious bunny. My heart was really flattered by him.

"Why are you so close to me?" I said and took a backward step.

"Why? Are you flattered by me? " He smirked at me.

"I'm googling the recipe." I ignored his teaseful question.

"If you like me, just tell me before it's too late," he said.

"Stop teasing me or I'll not cook for you."

"Okay, okay, tell me what I can help you with," he said.

"Mmm...", I stroked my chin, thinking of something. The unadon recipe seemed easy. I could do it alone.

"You're really good at threatening me now," he mumbled while staring at me.

I could hear him but it was not really clear. "What did you say?" I asked.

"Nope, nothing".

I stared at him and decided not to go further in this conversation.

"You make the vegetable stir fry and the rolled egg," I said.

"Okay, beauty," he said, and took out the vegetables from the refrigerator.

Then, I looked for eel and cut it on the chopping board.

"Argh!" I accidentally cut my thumb with a knife. Damn it!

He quickly rushed to me when he heard me groaning. He saw I hissed and put pressure on my thumb. He took my thumb, watched the blood ooze out, then sucked on it.

My heart

Was

Touched.

I looked at his face, sucking my thumb. He looked worried. My thumb didn't feel any pain anymore. His saliva soothed till it reached my heart too.

I love the way he cares for me lately. My mind said I was being delusional, but my heart said I wanted to be with him.

He stopped sucking and looked at me.

"You're so clumsy,"

But I just stared at his eyes like the world had stopped for a moment.

Seeing that I was unresponsive to his complaint, he looked me straight in the eyes.

I cupped his face and kissed his lips. Then, I wrapped my arms around his neck, tilting my head to kiss him deeply. I wanted to feel him. I wanted every piece of him. I couldn't control it anymore.

But, what such a disappointment.

He didn't kiss me back.

I broke the kiss and looked at his eyes. He wore his poker face, looking at mine too.

"I love you," I said, hoping he appreciated my feelings for him.

But he didn't respond to me.

In frustration and ashamed, I walked away from him, but he stopped me by grabbing my wrist and then kissing me on the lips.

I was surprised.

He pulled me in tight and kissed me harder, his arms tightly wrapped around my waist. My eyelids closed in passion, my hair spread out over my shoulder. His tongue explored my mouth until I had to pull away and looked at him with vulnerability. He could take me all the ways he wanted. I would allow him. I wanted to be with him.

He brought his mouth to my ear and whispered, "I love you too."

I turned my head to look at him. He looked at me seriously. Did I hear right?

He placed his hands on my butt cheeks and lifted me up onto the counter.

He started kissing my neck, and I clutched his hair to control him. Then, he focused on one spot and sucked my delicate skin. I clutched his hair tighter and let out a soft moan. He stopped, and I was pretty sure he left me a hickey there. He looked at me with a smile.

"I think that's enough. Let's continue cooking. Let's continue cooking, "I said.

"Suddenly, I feel full and I just want to have you," he said.

I giggled.

"Stop joking with me and let's continue cooking. I had my dirty hands all over your face and your head, "I said and showed him my hands. I was cutting the eel. Poor him.

He laughed and said, "Because of this eel, I could hear you saying that you love me," he said with a smirk.

My cheeks started blushing.

"Stop teasing me," I said, and lightly hit his chest.

"Can you say it again? Do you love me?" he asked me with his cute bunny face.

I couldn't unsee that. His face looked too pure.

"I love you. Are you going to tease me?"

He giggled and pushed his waist between my knees and kissed me again on my lips.

I pulled away and held his head in place so that he wouldn't move.

"You don't have a boyfriend, right? You just lied to me last time, right?", he asked me.

I nodded and lowered my head.

"Why?" he asked me again.

"I don't want you to tease me. And I don't want to fall in love with you. I'm worried if I love you, I will end up getting hurt because you don't love me back. I know you're a player. Do you really love me too?", I asked, and I looked into his eyes to find his sincerity.

Why did his face turn dull after I asked this?

Jungkook POV

How should I respond to her question? She wasn't wrong.

She may end up getting hurt, not because I didn't love her back, I meant I did not know yet but importantly because...

I was a married man.

But I didn't want to lose her and I ignored my thoughts.

I slowly hugged her and said, "I love you too, Y/N. I do."

My feelings for her were sincere. I was sure of it. I didn't want to go anywhere unless for work purposes, because I always wanted to be with her. I knew myself. I love her.

But I didn't know how she would react if she found out that I was married. I wanted to end my marriage with Seolhyun quickly, but if I do it now, I'll lose the company. If I didn't, I would lose Y/N if she found out everything about me. I want both. I was just very greedy. Y/N should never find out about this.

I tightened the hug. Her body was so warm. I feel love, and it's beautiful.

Y/N called my name "Jungkook."

"Um?"

"Are you serious with me? Are you going to marry me one day? I know it's very quick to ask you this. But I just want to know if you're serious with me. Because we've slept together many times already," she said.

My lips trembled. I loosened the hug and looked at her. I was serious, but I couldn't marry her now.

"Of course, I'll marry you. Can you please wait, Y/N? It might take a long time, but in the end, I'll marry you," I told her indirectly about my situation.

"Why does it take so long? Why? " She wrapped her arms around my neck.

"I have a life that I need to settle first. But I couldn't tell you. And don't force me to tell you. Because I will tell you whenever I am ready, "I said and hoped she would understand me.

A life that I had. Seolhyun. Grandpa. And the child that I needed to have. Actually, I still couldn't find another way to settle the child problem. My grandpa was very stubborn. If I convinced him, he would refuse to change his mind.

"Okay. I won't force you. This is your right. But promise me you'll tell me. I really love you. I want to know everything about you," she said excitedly.

I felt bad. She may have left me if she knew the truth.




Seolhyun POV

                  "How much do you get?" I asked my trusted man that I paid to spy on Jungkook. His name was Yongmin, my loyal man.

"Here", he handed me an envelope.

I quickly opened it impatiently. My heart pounded so hard.

There were photos.

My eyes widened and my hands trembled.

I gasped and tears strolled down my cheeks like a waterfall. I almost didn't know how to breathe. I felt the temperature rising in my chest.

Jungkook really had another woman. And she was quite beautiful. I was burned with jealousy.

He never kissed me or hugged me like this. The eyes he wore were comfortable and warm. The way he looked at her was far different from how he looked at me.

I screamed out hysterically. I couldn't take this. He's mine!

I felt dizzy and almost fainted. I stumbled backward a little bit, and Yongmin held my back.

"Madam, are you okay?" he asked me.

"Do I look okay??? Of course I'm not okay! Who is she? Who is she?!"

"Madam, don't worry. She could not be compared to you. She just came from a poor and dysfunctional family. You are far more noble and better than she. He might only play with her, he said."

I clenched my hands into fists. Then, why does Jungkook motherfucking cared about her but not me?

I took a deep breath. I got back to my senses.

I am Madam Jeon, Jungkook's wife, and she's just his fucking dirty mistress. I would fight for what was mine! And I would teach her a great lesson. That motherfucker bitch deserved to die. How dare she? A poor dirty rag-ass like her tried stealing what was mine.

"Do you run a background check on her? Send me the files, "I said.

"I did and I'll send you the files," he said.

"And send these photos to my dear mother-in-law too."

"Uh?" asked Yongmin. He was not sure if he heard correct.

"Send it to my mother-in-law" I said again.

"Oh, okay".

"And make sure she doesn't know who the sender is. If she finds out, I will kill you, "I gave him a sharp, threatening look.

"I understand".

I smirked at imagining how she would react to this. Believe me, she won't go easy on this matter. She wasn't really good person either.





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