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From the moment we stepped into our plantation-style villa in the luxury resort Jungkook had booked for our honeymoon in Bali, I didn't want to go home.

Our villa was a secluded paradise, tucked away from the main resort. It sat at the end of a landscaped, lamp-lit path, with a sprawling deck that boasted a plunge pool and a cozy cabana overlooking the endless ocean. Inside, the space was just as breathtaking—a vast, airy living room filled with pristine white furniture, a bedroom featuring a four-poster bed draped in delicate white voile, and a walk-in closet that could have easily doubled as a small room. The marble bathroom, with its opulent design, was probably larger than my best friend Olivia's entire flat back in the city.

We'd been in Bali for three days, and every moment felt like a dream. Our days were spent lazily by our private pool, taking in the stunning views that filled me with contentment I wished could last forever. At night, we'd dine at one of the resort's three incredible restaurants, enjoy a few drinks at the bars, and then return to our villa, where we'd make love for hours.

Best. Honeymoon. Ever.

For a change of scenery, on the third day, we left the villa and grabbed a couple of sun loungers under a cabana on the beach. Every now and then, a courteous member of the staff would approach us, offering food or drinks as we lay there, reading on our e-readers and soaking up the sun.

About an hour ago, Jungkook finally convinced me to venture into the sea. I'd been hesitant, but the calm beauty of the water and Jungkook's persistence won me over, and I waded in.Lulled by Jungkook's patience, I was completely caught off guard when he dunked me.You do not dunk Y/N and get away with it.

Thus commenced a water wrestling match, causing nearby children to swim out of our way while their parents shot us disapproving looks. Jungkook was laughing the entire time—of course he was, he was winning. It wasn't until he lifted me and cannonballed me into the water so hard that I nearly lost my bikini top in front of the entire resort that he decided the game had reached its peak. I spluttered and coughed as he swam up to me, tying the strings of my bikini back around my neck.

"Happy now?" I splashed water at him, giving him a mock-dirty look.

He kissed my neck and wrapped his arms around my waist under the water. "Always."

There really was no way to stay mad at him after that, so I let him off the hook and allowed him to lead me back to our loungers, where we were currently drying off. Jungkook was lying on his stomach, his tall body sprawled out, looking completely at ease. I turned onto my side, watching him doze in the afternoon sun. Everything about this moment was perfect—the sound of the waves gently lapping at the shore, the laughter of children in the distance, the soft chatter of other couples, the scent of suntan lotion and seawater, and the way Jungkook's lashes fluttered as he dreamed beside me.

I should be terrified.

I had so much to lose.

But I pushed the fear away, determined to enjoy every second of this.

"Why are you staring at me?" Jungkook asked quietly, his eyes still closed against the sun."I've never seen you relax for this long. It's nice."

"It's actually nice to be relaxing."

Raising an eyebrow, I teased, "You're telling me you're not missing being busy?"His eyes opened slowly, blinking in the sunlight as he shifted onto his elbows. "I have uninterrupted access to my wife for the next two weeks. Believe me, I'm not missing a thing."A delicious shiver ran through me, and I leaned over so my mouth was almost touching his. "Them be fighting words." I brushed my lips against his. "I think someone's trying to get into my bikini bottoms."

"What do you mean, 'trying'?" Jungkook grunted as he cupped the nape of my neck, his words muffled against my lips. I got the gist of it, though—some cocky comment about having unhindered access to what was beneath my bikini bottoms. I bit his lip gently in retaliation, which only made him groan into my mouth and deepen the kiss.

As always, the world disappeared, and I found myself precariously balancing half on, half off my lounger, clinging to Jungkook's biceps as his kisses left me breathless.

The sharp, playful scream of a child broke us apart, and I smiled ruefully as Jungkook brushed his thumb over my lower lip. He glanced over in the direction of the scream, and I followed his gaze. A young boy was chasing what appeared to be his little sister, their laughter and playful screams drawing annoyed looks from a nearby couple.

Jungkook looked back at me. "We can return to the villa, and lie by the pool if the kids are bothering you."

Frowning, I shook my head. I didn't mind the kids. Their excitement and joy only added to the overall atmosphere of the resort. "The villa seems a long way away right now, and I honestly don't mind the kids."

My reply caused Jungkook to tilt his head and ask in obvious surprise, "Really?"

I snorted and lay back down. "Really."

"Well, that's a good sign."

The smile in his voice for some reason caused my stomach to flip. And not in a good way. "What's a good sign?" I asked, not really sure if I wanted an answer or not.

"You. Not minding the kids."

Yup, I definitely didn't want the answer.

"If you don't mind the noise of other people's kids, then you'll definitely not mind the noise our kids will make."

He might as well have wrapped his hand around my throat. I tried to swallow past the constriction his words had caused, and I knew I had to get up, walk away, do anything, so that I didn't have a panic attack. So it wouldn't be obvious he'd freaked me out, I waited as long as I could before saying, "You want a drink? I'm going to get a drink."

I felt his eyes on me as I shoved on my flip-flops and sunglasses, hurriedly tying my sarong around my waist. Not once did I look at him, but I knew from his quiet, "Sure, babe," I hadn't been successful in keeping my freak-out to myself.

The whole time the bartender was making our drinks, guilt clawed at me. I'd left Jungkook back there wondering what the hell had happened and if I was shutting him out. That was something I'd promised never to do to him again, and I had to keep that promise. With that in mind, I took the drinks back to him and settled back onto my lounger.

After a few minutes of quiet, I said, "Let's go lie on our deck at the villa."

Glancing over at Jungkook, I found him staring at me, his brow puckered in consternation. "Why?"

I held his gaze and answered pointedly, "Because I like the peace and quiet. I want that for a while yet."

Jungkook drew in a deep breath and slowly sat up to face me. Resting his elbows on his knees, he leaned in and asked, "But one day you'll want the noise, right?"

My heart started to bang around in my chest at the thought, but I nodded tremulously. "Yes. But I just want it to be us for a while."

Something dark I didn't quite understand flashed in his eyes, but he kissed me, cupping my face in his hand, and murmured against my lips, "All right."

When he pulled back, his eyes moved behind me, and he frowned at something. Feeling like there was definitely something off about his acquiescence, I asked, "You okay?"

I got a reassuring nod as he pulled back and stood up to gather his things.

Turning, I did the same, shoving my flip-flops back on and bending down to find my e-reader, which I'd hidden under my lounger in the shade.

"Do you fucking mind?" Jungkook snapped.