EDITED

*Btw guess what happened. We have a crime scene going in my town, it's in fact, 5 minutes away from my house.

There were pools of dry blood left on random sides of the very street. The police and crime investigator's surrounded the scene. I felt like was in a movie even Riverdale... but nonetheless it's still scary.

Ch 41 | No decision

Mirae |

We took his private jet to go to China, I packed a whole suitcase even after Jungkook said to not bother. But I need every product I have for an emergency. Especially when you're cursed with monthly pain.

You don't want to embarrass yourself during a meeting for a need for pads. That's just cruel.

Dear God can only say the body punishes you like that for not being pregnant. I mean girls have it hard. Especially when I'm on mine.

We reached Shanghai a few hours ago. It only took us 2 hours to travel. I even got excited about walking out of the airport.

I breathed into the cool fresh air, taking in the foreign scent.

I brought enough money to buy some souvenirs —I'm just hoping Jungkook would let me have a small quick trip.

On our ride to the hotel, and thank god it was a limo we rode with, my insides were bursting, and no -not the rom-antic one. Is the damn monthly curse!

I breathed out a squeezed pain looking at Jungkook.

"How long till we get to this hotel?"

"4 hours, do you feel sick?" he asked assessing me with a pointy eye.

Is not like I'm going to tell him I'm on my menstrual cycle. That would be weird.

"Uh- I'm just a little hungry" I pursed my lips with an awkward face.

When a pain hit me in my stomach I quickly bit my lip, making sure no pain leaves my mouth. And before Jungkook cloaks me.

"Seriously, Mirae-ah the plane was filled with healthy food yet you insisted going behind my back and eat candies," he scolded offering me a cold bottle of water.

Normally I wouldn't crave any chocolates however I needed to put something in my stomach.

"It was just a box" I crossed my arms mumbling lowly to myself.

He gave me a look rolling his eyes, "so when that tiny belly of yours start a war, don't come crying to me. I ain't taking any responsibilities"

I would never.

"Hahaha okay"

"Yeah sure," he said not believing me.

Just then his phone rung. For the rest of the time going to the hotel, Jungkook was distracted on the phone with the coldest tone ever. I was able to slightly catch the topic.

Apparently, the Foreign Affair Business Manager thought of expending the due date for both companies to sign the contract. The whole purpose of us coming to Shanghai.

The contract promised 15% of their best pieces of furniture designs and interior design plan for Jungkook's next business shot. In return to getting a promotion in South Korea by Jungkook.

It was a big deal, and now, he is furious. Very furious.

"Is everything alright?" I managed to whisper out —in hopes that he wouldn't think I was annoying him. Now I am hoping he didn't hear me.

"Everything is fine, except you'll see a new Foreign Business Manager today" he answered with a plain face.

Well that Mr just got fired. No comments. I feel bad but it's not my position and nether it is my business.

Aside from that, when we got to the hotel...

The hotel Jungkook booked, was beautiful. A sight to enjoy.

I'm not those average girls in books or movies that think extravagance and money are too much for her life. There's nothing wrong with it as long as you are a good person and use it sensibly. 

"Daebak!" I gasped as the small suitcases left both my hands. I walked around my room testing the mattress and touching every possible bit.

It seemed as if everything was made of gold, not to brag but damn Jungkook (not my boyfriend though) is too rich that he could possibly have golden blood running in his veins. It was a breathtaking sight.

I waltzed to the bathroom, the clear white sink had a bundle of candies on a pink crystally glass. I took a candy putting in my mouth resulting in me to cough the ugly taste out.

"This is not candy, it's freaking soap" I cried trying to rinse my tongue to get the soapy, lemony taste out.

Of course, I should've learned from all the Korean and Chinese dramas I watch.

In the meantime, I quickly took a  10-minute shower and picked out a formal dress until I saw a box on my bed. I looked around seeing if anyone came in.

There was a note on it.

'Wear it, I have better taste than you —J.JK'

I gasped as a smile formed on my mouth. I'll have a serious heart attack some day. This child doesn't know how to write emotional notes they're always... you know. Jeon Jungkook type.

I opened the box, I noticed a black material with stones sequenced on it in a design, it must be the dress. There was another small box on top of it. When I opened it... my eyes nearly popped out.

I never in my life wore gold or diamond.

Except for silver and a small teardrop ruby, I wear it as a pendant my halmeoni left me.

I smiled holding the pieces of the diamond earrings and wore it.

Then I wore that beautiful black dress, his taste is actually the best I saw in men so far in my life at least, except for Taehyung. That boy is a whole different story.

I checked myself in the body mirror as I winked at myself. This dress is really making me look so pretty.

I only brushed my raven hair down wearing extremely red lipstick and a very faint shade of brown eyeshadow with brown eyeliner. Then added some powder to smoothen my skin. I have no time for foundation, unfortunately.

"You ready?" his voice interrupted my thoughts.

"You came back?" I asked turning around. He wore a new set of clothes and his tie obviously, as always, black. Sometimes he wears red, maybe rarely.

He looked too beautiful in my eyes. I want to gauge them out.

"You are 45 minutes late" he pointed at his watch with an accusing tone. He could've at least said something nice.

"I'm wearing my heels, wait" I walked past him feeling a little nervous. Implanting my heels I waved my hands at him.

"We can go," I said.

He came up to me, eye to eye level with mine. I was fangirling inside, I think he'll say I'm the most beautiful woman standing on earth or something. Ahh!! Excited am I now!

"Is it easily removable, the lipstick?" wait wut.

Huh?

"Yes, it is"

"Then you may want to grab the lipstick in your purse" I did as he wished. Then we left the hotel.

I'm not sad. I'm just very surprised.

Lipstick? Since when did he care about fashion. I'm very curious now. I want to know. Does he want to dress up like a girl?

I mean if you watched the movie 'Fall In Love Like A Star' then you know the guy. It was stupid but romantic. However, Jungkook? He'll never do that, even if it the point of my death. That would just be ridiculous.

"That's a restaurant," I said pointing at the building as the limo stopped.

"Good sets of eyes you have my love, shall we get out now?" he asked in the most sarcastic way. I rolled my eyes pursing my lips.

Obviously, he did not give me his hands for me to get out from the limo but he did hold my hand when we walked the stares, it did make me a little happy, maybe a lot. The small gesture itself earned a few glances here and there by the woman and people.

They also seemed rich by the dress code and behavior. This area was a rich part of Shanghai, the place, roads they were all glass and luxury.

"Is the meeting here?" I whispered holding his arms closer.

"No you little dummy, this is your dinner time" he chuckled making a little fun of me.

Huh?

He exchanged a few words with the waitress as she led us to a private room. There was a large table, and thank god, the chair was not a mile apart.

Rich people need to learn to eat sitting with each other. But secretly I may just want to sit next to Jungkook. That he doesn't need to know.

Sensing my look Jungkook finally answered, "It's a toast, late at 8, it's not even a meeting we're just meeting up and exchanging words" he filled me in.

"Then when do you... sign the contract?" I said quietly.

He raised an eyebrow as a smirk took his smile, "You are a naughty lady, you evesdropped"

I wish I could raise an eyebrow. My eyebrows are useless, at least his little guys are doing the work.

"No, I haven't" I stabbed the chicken as the waitress left us with our food. "I mean I did, you were speaking loudly. I couldn't just ignore, my boss was in a situation, right?" I smiled slowly.

"That's still rude"

"Do you not feel my emotions under the tone? I'm trying to prove a point here" I asked with a scowl.

"Why would you want to prove something, it shows desperation, my love. Ignoring is better" he ended plainly putting a piece of meat in his mouth.

I squinted my eyes shaking my head.

"Ignoring shows how rude and cold a person is, it's better to talk it out, calmly"

"So a person trying to get under your skin, in all ways possible, even going as far as trying to steal money," he asked as a challenge.

"No! But even in that situation, ignoring can lead to more obscene scenes" okay, now I'm really having a moral argument here. I better win even though I don't know what it is about.

I drank a glass of water paying my full attention to the handsome person in front of me.

"Then there's no ignoring involved love, it's a war that he wants he'll get the worst possible one," he said in a cold tone.

A harsh, empty tone. Most certainly the same one from 10 months ago. What had gotten into him?

"Jungkook, are you- okay?" I asked slowly, assessing his masked face. He sighed gulping down the wine of glass.

"Let's go if you're finished"

I nodded my head standing up. We left as Jungkook scanned his black card transacting the bill.

"Did I say something wrong?" I asked feeling a little guilty. Maybe I said something rude to make him angry. I slightly pouted.

"Stop worrying, I just merely remembered I have a huge day ahead tomorrow"

I frustratedly turned around to him before we got into the limo. He trapped me in between his arms with a suspicious glare.

"I can't do anything, right. But I can... listen" this is not even going to work.

"This is not supposed to pressure you, just be happy and content. If you need anything all you need to do is ask okay?" he said swaying over my cheek. "There's no point meddling with criminal business"

"But-"

He kissed my lips, lingering a little longer, exchanging a move from me. I'm wearing lipstick Jungkook! And it's public!

He smirked moistening his bottom lip, "I think you ate all that lipstick with the chicken and sushi" he embarrassed me as we got on the limo.

"Thank you for the notice, I'll re-apply it now," I said rolling my eyes with a red face. Aish! He didn't have to embarrass me.

At 6 sharp, we got to our designated location. In all honesty a big, glass building. I heard is the rooftop we're going to. Yes, cameras, high magnification, video, filter, social media is all on.

Oh! I forgot to say, I made an official Instagram account for Jungkook. People need to see his private life, I guess Jungkook didn't really care if I made an account for him. I'm in full power of it.

"Do I need to do anything..."

"Yes," he answered. I thought I didn't.

"Which is?"

"Stay with me at all times, you can't speak Mandarin, yes? so try to speak English, no pressure but if it's too much tell me. I'll send you to a private lobby where you can rest" He said linking his arms with mine before we made our grand entrance to the people.

I'm not nervous at all. In fact, his kind gesture just made me melt. People actually should know just how caring he can be.

Our evening, we spoke with multiple people. Luckily for me, there were Korean businessmen and woman.

I lazily spent my time speaking with the woman as Jungkook made sure not to be too far from me, he spoke with the main person of the toast.

He made a very nice toast regarding Jungkook. I know it's nice by people's look although I didn't understand except for Xie Xie. Which means 'Thank You'.

He was a kind, elderly Chinese man. Aish, Jungkook you have a very polite business partner. How lucky can this child get?

"Is he your husband Miss?" A Korean lady in pink asked.

"He is so handsome, tell me how does it feel to be his wife?"

Shoot, I hope she didn't read the paparazzi's report on us. I'm stuck, can someone walk on us. Jungkook!

Just then, God proved to hear my prayer.

"I'm sorry ladies, but I may have to steal her for a while. Goodnight" he said pulling me away.

"The toast is not over yet,"

"It is, or do you just want to have more food" he chuckled as we got into the lift. I pouted as my tired body, closed into Jungkook's with my arms wrapping around his waist. I looked up at him with a tired pout.

"I sent a pic in your Insta, check it"

He put an arm behind my waist supporting my tired body. "Yeah, I saw it, it was the view, yes?"

**(Re-edited the pic) **

I nodded my head putting my head on his chest.

He's very nice these days. I'm sorry everyone but I love him. Too much that it may diagnose me with lots of love.

When we went back to the hotel I was tired. I insisted to keep Jungkook with me a little more time.

"You're not even sleepy, just sit and talk with me," I said holding both his hands, as I whispered to him.

I didn't feel sleepy. Just tired.

"What do you want to talk about?" He asked as I stood before my full body mirror.

The room was dark, the city lights made light for us. It was a breathtaking sight. I focused my mind on him through the mirror.

He was looking at me in the mirror. My lipstick was off, as well as my heels and make-up.

"Um... thank you, for the dress and jewelry. Do you want me to air dry it before giving back-"

I felt his arms wrapping around my waist, he put his chin on my shoulder smiling on the mirror —intending to look at me.

"You are so blind, they are for you to keep it forever. I don't take back anything I give out, especially to you" he lightly kissed my head.

"That's a hell load of money though, it's yours and-"

He cut me off turning me around, he put both his arms on my waist with a chuckle on his mouth. "Did I ever say the money I own is only mine or the company, maybe I'm not somebody who portrays it like a movie for everyone" he whispered, leaving a chaste kiss on my scarlet cheek.

I closed my eyes feeling relaxed with his calm tone, and his arms around me.

"I can prove that everything is yours, either way, or no" he smirked.

I looked at him confused, until, he took my hand and... no, I didn't know. And I don't object.

The left ring finger will now be occupied with a ring,  he put a ring on the palm of my hands. It was a perfect silver ring with teardrop ruby. It was further designed with diamonds around it.

My eyes widened realizing what he just committed.

And boy, I'm screaming inside. But I do have to look surprised outside, you know for the effect.

"On my left hand?" I sighed out, looking at him with a smile.

"No it's not a question, you marry me, it's either yes or yes" he smirked, leaving me hanging "and baby there is Livia pills in the bathroom for your period pain" he smirked winking before going out.

I blushed, smiling like a school girl.

"He proposed" I whispered. "In the most un-romantic but hot way," the realization hit me like a truck.

I jumped on my bed screaming into my pillow.

I put the ring on my left finger, clearly knowing Jungkook especially picked this one because the pendant I have. He knows how much my halmeoni means to me. 

I picked up my phone, calling Jennie.

"Boo, did you forget about me? don't worry I busy too, with music and stuff" she answered her own question. That I did not care, sorry Jen.

"How does a man normally propose?"

"What a question? you're prude deal with it babes. But listen here single lady, they arrange a banquet or a dinner or a large party could be public but that may turn out a little embarrassing- you know if the girl rejects the guy-"

She was busy blabbing on, I sighed smiling at the ring.

"-so the final and most romantic and passionate way, the most life-changing way. The man kneels down, and with the honor of his family and the woman's family, he proposes to her" she finished off with a squeal. I think she's dreaming about her self.

"What if the man just casually puts the ring on the palm of your hands and instead of saying, 'yes or no' it's 'yes or yes', what's that"

"Then that's damn hot, that only exists on those bad boy bachelor movies and books. In real life the girls would kick their ass" she laughed, "Are you seriously spending your time watching dramas in your free time"

I smiled, containing a squeal "No it's just, I may have a life on my left ring finger now" I quickly hanging up.

The next thing I know, my phone went on buzzing with text messages.

I discarded my dress wearing my pajamas and the whole night I smiled trying to sleep. I couldn't sleep, the ring