Almost instantly, Jungkook pulls my body under the covers, so I'm hugging his lower abdomen. "What is it?" he answers as he reaches for a book casually.

"It's nothing, sir. The cameras just caught an intruder, and I wanted to check if you're.....alright...." the butler squints hard at the bulge under the covers, obviously caused by my bulky body.

Jungkook pushes me further down onto his body- resulting in my face being buried in his di*k.

"I'm cold, so I have some extra blankets, if you're wondering about this." Jungkook patted my buttcheek which is the bulkiest part of my body. Oh god, I'm going to kill him.

Not too long after that, a chemical bomb was dropped underneath the sheets.

"Right." the butler takes a second glance before leaving the room. I immediately sprung out of the covers and took a deep breath of fresh air.

"Did you just fart in front of my face?" I glared daggers at him, and he smiles sheepishly. "Had beans this morning." Jungkook explains, averting his eyes. I coughed.

"Be glad I'm here to save your smelly ass. Let's go." I instructed, and Jungkook shoots me an adorable smile. "Oh? Looks like it's my princess in shining armor." he plants a peck on my cheek, nuzzling me slightly. I begun to put on my clothes properly and head out, disguising myself as a maid in service to him. As i pass by a crowd of maids, I notice their eyes staring in infatuation towards Jungkook. Maybe I've always been surrounded by him to fully understand how handsome he actually was, especially in his suit.

"Did you see the heir? He's so handsome." they whispered to each other, voice littered with giggles. My eyes automatically stared upon the handsome Jungkook, and almost immediately- my heart begin to skip a beat, a sensation I haven't felt in a long while.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?" He places a palm worryingly on my cheek, carressing it gently. I shook my head to answer with a 'no'. His eyes lit up with relief.

"What do you think you're doing?"

Both of us turned our heads towards what seemed to be the manager of the service crew, judging from the badge on his right pocket. His voice was icy cold and stern. "What are you doing with the heir? You do know the heir is engaged, no?" His face was red with anger.

"No, I..." I stole a glance at Jungkook who had retreated his hand. Does he think I'm a maid?

"Come with me." he intructs me sternly, pulling my hand in a rough manner. Jungkook stepped up to stop him, but I tell him to stay back.

"Excuse me, Sir." he bows politely to Jungkook before pulling me away. His nails dug into my skin, making me flinch.

It wasn't long before i was facing the door to the Madam of the mansion. Oh, shit. I told myself. I had thought he was going to let me off with a warning, but I didn't expect this.

"Come in." A womanly voice calls from behind the door, and the manager turns the door knob. I walked in slowly, observing her carefully as she signed papers like a robot.

And when she looked up, the shock materialised on her face.

"You.....why are you here?!" She stands up, causing a few papers to cascade down to the ground. The manager seems confused as well as he explains the situation.

"This maid. She was seen with the heir." He elaborates.

"Byeong-soo, she isn't some maid." her eyes penetrated through me. "She's the girl leading Jungkook down to the wrong path."

"What we have together is love. Not a path to take. Jungkook knows where his happiness lies." I retorted, standing my ground.

"Don't you lecture me." She scoffs. "Since you're so persistent for our family's money, why dont I make an offer to you?"

"10 million won. Take that and get out of his life."

She quickly jots down the cheque and slams it on the table, looking scowfully at me. At that point in time, I couldn't believe such a beautiful, elegant woman would hold a heart so filled with hatred and anguish. I calmed myself down.

My hands reach to take the cheque. Her lips curve up into a smile, until...

I rip it.

"Insult me? Fine. Insult our relationship? I'll bare with it." I said as i crumbled the cheque to pieces. "But don't you ever insult my love for him. "

Her face lined with total and utter shock.

"I do not need money. I do not need assets. I just need Jungkook." I explained, throwing the final pieces of the cheque into the air, and it falls like graceful snow. Her eyes followed the paper as it slowly floats down to the ground, signifying the sheer determination that she had never witnessed before. She stares at me again, this time; with gentler eyes.

".......are you sure you love him...?" She speaks softly, holding back whatever mixed feelings she had.

"Yes, yes i do." I answered.

"go, before I change my mind." She turns her back towards me, her sight directed towards the windows. My lips turned up into a smile as I couldn't hold my excitement. "Thank you! I knew you're not just a snobby old nutsack." I bowed, and she raises her brows at my words.

"To think you'll have that expression, Jungkook.." she recalls when he talked about Soojung.

"Perhaps, ....somewhere, I may have done something wrong afterall."