NIGHT FULL OF SUPRISES

Insight into the chapter

"Chan Yeol Jeon does not think you are a good match for him! Let's prove him wrong!"

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"Jungkook is going to marry Olivia."

"He is going to... what?!"

My heart lodged itself in my throat, but I remembered that the man before me is a master manipulator and considered me to be lesser.

All because he thinks I don't have the money or prestige to be with his son.

"With all due respect, Mr. Jeon, Jungkook and I are together, and I am planning to make that the same for another fifty years. If he was engaged, he would not even be with me. That's not the sort of man he is."

"Many boys have a passing fling before they settle. It's no different in this case."

I clenched my fist at my sides. His nonchalant dismissal of my relationship with you left me upset, even though I can't quite pinpoint why.

I should not even care what he thinks. It's not like it matters! And it's not like he gets it. He does not understand the connection I and Jungkook have. But I still have to tread carefully. I don't want Jungkook getting into trouble because of me.

When I did not reply, Chan Yeol Jeon sighed and took a step closer. I averted my eyes so as not to meet his gaze.

"Miss Park, you seem like a sweet, kind girl. But with the future that lies ahead of Jungkook, he needs someone who will be able to handle it. And I don't believe that you can."

Wait! Does that mean he is looking for a wife that will be ready to deal with the crime business? A business Jungkook want out of completely. But I still got to act oblivious.

"I will have you know I can handle anything. I have been looking after myself ever since I was little. So, I would appreciate it if you did not judge me right off the bat about what I can or can't do."

"You don't understand, Eun Jeong. I am doing this as a courtesy to you. The sooner this ends with Jungkook, the better it will be for the both of you." He reached into the inner pocket of his suit jacket and took out a pen and a checkbook. "How much would it take?"

"I am sorry, what?"

"Name a number and I will write it down. You can cash it out first thing in the morning."

"Are you bribing me to leave your son?!"

"I would rather call it an incentive."

"I... What kind of father does this?"

His brows furrowed in a frown and tightened his grip on the checkbook in his hand. "One who is looking out for his only son. It would serve you well to just accept my offer, Eun Jeong."

So, you are desperate to push me out of your son's life huh? He just can't help himself. He won't stop until he has full control over Jungkook! I am not about to let him push me around or go behind Jungkook's back like this. You are about to see how much I can handle myself, Chan Yeol Jeon.

I straightened my back and cleared my throat. With a steely determination, I met his gaze. "I am sorry that you think so little of me, Mr. Jeon. After all, I am just a masseuse, right? You probably think I am a gold digger."

"I said no such thing."

"And yet you think I will leave Jungkook if you write me a fat enough check. It's not like I am not used to it, people thinking I am dumb and greedy. But I expected you would be better than that."

The corner of his lips twitched. "I am looking out for my son's future."

"Well, I am too. Because I care for your son... maybe more than you, Mr. Jeon. I want what's best for him."

He snorted briefly before he could stop himself and I reeled in my anger.

"Is that so?"

"Yes, it is and that means supporting him in whatever he wants to do unlike you who seem to be set on undermining him."

"Excuse me?!"

"You heard me, Mr. Jeon. You are undermining your son. All because you want to control him."

"You are walking a very thin line, Eun Jeong."

"I don't care. It's high time someone told you this. Let your son live his life and make his own decisions. And even if you never approve of him dating me... I hope you have at least come to understand how much he means to me."

He opened his mouth to say something but stopped dead in his tracks when he looked at my shoulder. He pocketed the checkbook and pen as I turned around and saw you standing a few feet away.

How long has he been there? Did he overhear any of our conversation?

"Is everything alright?" you asked.

"Of course. Eun Jeong and I were just having a light conversation."

"We should be going now, Eun Jeong."

"Right."

After saying goodbye to Yu Jun and doing my best to ignore Chan Yeol Jeon's stare, I followed you out of the house and headed back to my apartment.

The ride on the way back was silent, so when I entered the apartment, you seized my hand and turned me towards you. "Piccola, I am sorry about my father. I overheard the last bits of your conversation."

"Oh, you did?"

"Yes... It means a lot to me that you stood up for me that way, no one ever has. And just as much as you care about me, I want you to know that I care about you too."

"Jungkook... of course I was going to stand up for you. He has no business thinking he is better than anyone else."

"And now he got a taste of his own medicine. As he should. Maybe now he will understand not everyone is going to bow down to his whims." Tenderly, you cupped my cheek and sweetly kissed my lips. The warmth of your lips made me sigh in delight. "Either way... Thank you, Piccola."

"Any time."

With a sigh, I plopped down on the couch and took off my shoes. You went into the kitchen to grab two beers from the fridge and sat down beside me.

I popped open the can, and took a generous sip, hoping the bit of alcohol might ease the tension left over from the night.

"He tried to bribe me; you know. Your dad."

"What?!"

"Yeah, he got the check book out and everything. He was convinced that Olivia would handle your... Future business better than me."

You scoffed and I could not help but chuckle too.

"Oh, if he only knew." You shook your head, sighed and took a sip of beer. "He only wants us to be together because her family does business with ours. But I am not about to marry a woman I don't want. If I am going to commit, I am going to do it with someone special."

You locked eyes with me as you uttered those words, and I tried my best to ignore the heat in my cheeks.

Is he... talking about me?

"Oh, really? And who might that be?"

You put away the beer and wrapped an arm around my shoulder reeling me into your warm side. "I did have someone in mind. She is resourceful, intelligent, gorgeous as hell..." you brushed your lips up the side of my neck and I bit back a smile as goosebumps spread over my skin. "I am pretty sure you would like her."

"She does sound impressive."

You nuzzled your face against mine and I bit my bottom lip when I saw the longing in your eyes. Sweet warmth went over me as you held me in your arms. Then a mischievous grin came over your lips.

"What are you thinking, Jungkook?"

"I am just thinking..."

"About what?"

"Well, if my father was so adamant about making you leave... wouldn't it rattle him further if we told him that we were engaged?"

My heart skipped a beat when the words left your mouth.

"Wait! Are you serious? Don't play around with me like that."

"What? No! I would never do that, Piccola. I just think it could help us."

"Help us how?"

"If we tell my father we are engaged, maybe we can distract him from your dad. So, while he is dealing with an unruly son who is marrying a girl, he doesn't approve of..."

"We can use the opportunity to save my dad."

"Exactly. So, what do you think?"

My heart skipped a beat. I had never thought about marriage or even the possibility of a stable future with someone.

My whole life is revolved around serving the family and being the best killer, I could be. So, even though this is going to be fake... Why does it sound so appealing? I can't let Jungkook know that though. It is not like he actually wants to marry me.

"I think that you need to get me a diamond ring."

You laughed, bright and big and reeled me in for a passionate kiss that left me lightheaded. Grinning widely, you ran your thumb over my cheek. "You are going to be the most beautiful fake fiancé this world has ever seen."

"But if I am going to play the part right, we need to get our stories straight. So, where did you propose?"

You nuzzled your face against mine then moved your lips to my neck. Your hot mouth pleasantly burnt my skin.

"I drove you off to the pier after dinner and we sat on a bench to gaze at the stars..."

"We shared some delicious cotton candy and there was a firework display."

"Right, you jumped at the sound when they went off!"

"No, I did not, you liar!"

"Oh, yes, you did. Because you nearly made me lose my balance while I was going down on one knee..." Slowly, you slid down the length of your body, until you knelt in front of me. Your hands slide down my thighs, your hot touch made me shiver. I could melt from the look in your eyes, both tender and lustful. The air in the room suddenly felt heavier as you caressed my legs. "And then I asked you to marry me."

My pulses spiked, the image was clear in my head, and I wished I was on that bench at this moment. And while the moment brought sweetness, it also grew heady as I locked eyes with yours. The touch of your hands was practically searing as it went over my knees.

"Does that sound convincing enough, Piccola?"

"Yeah, I think that is all the details."

Silence fell between us. Tension rose the longer we stayed quiet, and your affectionate look turned to smoldering. In an instant, the tension broke, and you closed the gap between us, crashing your lips into mine.

The kiss was immediate, hungry and full of longing as you pushed your tongue into my mouth and slipped your hands into my hair. I pressed into your hard chest, my breath was taken away by the passionate kiss and a flare of desire sparked off in the pit of my stomach.

How does he always do this to me? Do I want this engagement to be for real? But I don't want to think about that now. I don't want to think at all. I just want him to make love to me!

You growled and pulled me in for another kiss. Your strong hands went up my things, hiking up my dress all the way to my waist. Goosebumps spread over my thighs as your fingers brushed over them and you suckled on my bottom lip. Heat spread between my legs as you pushed me onto the couch and lay down on top of me. Your manhood stirred against my front, and I shivered.

"Someone is excited," I said.

"It's hard not to be excited around my fiancé," you replied.

Your tone was playful, but I still flushed before you took my breath away with another kiss. While you rubbed your tongue against mine, you cupped my breast in your hands. You squeezed and caressed them through the fabric of my dress, making me quiver beneath the weight of your strong body. I gasped as you pinched my hardened nipples and trailed hot open-mouthed kisses down the side of my neck.

"I think we are a little overdressed, Piccola."

"I could not agree more."

With eager hands and sharing chuckles, the two of us undressed each other, exchanging kisses in between stripping down layers.

Your eyes sparked with hunger.

"I want you for life," your husky voice sent a shiver down my spine.

A wide grin crosses your lips, and you crashed your lips into mine. I moaned into your mouth as you slipped your hand between my legs.

You hummed in satisfaction as you felt my wet beneath your fingertips and you suckled on my bottom lip. As you drew lazy circles around my clit, I shakily sighed.

Then you pressed your digits into the sensitive but and your manhood throbbed between my legs.

"Jungkook...!"

"Yes?"

"Get the it."

Your smirk widened and hastily grabbed protection from the back pocket of your trousers. You tore open the wrapper and pulled the condom over your hard member.

I took your hand and pulled you on top of me as I laid back on the couch. You then grasped the base of your manhood. As you cupped my bare breast, I sighed then moaned, as you teasingly rubbed my wet part with the tip of your shaft.

"Jungkook!" I gasped when you suddenly pushed inside of me with one smooth thrust, and you groaned as you slipped your hands to my hips.

I kissed your wet hot lips and grasped your strong shoulders. I moved my hips lightly, trembling as your member throbbed inside of me. But then, you pulled out halfway and thrusted back inside of me. Both of us moaned and you repeated the motion.

"Eun Jeong, you feel so good!"

Each thrust of your member sent me reeling towards pleasure as you took me hard and raw, but also affectionate and gentle. You lavished the skin of my shoulders and neck with kisses and warmed my body with your hands, all the while thrusting in and out of me.

I trembled underneath you and I felt the pressure in my stomach reaching a breaking point.

You groaned and reached between my legs, rubbing my part as you went faster. The spike in rhythm and your fingers on my sensitive bug doubled the pleasure.

Suddenly, I burst with ecstaticity. You came hard inside of me as I reeled from the afterglow of our climax, and it took us both a moment to catch our breaths.

With a sweet smile, you leaned down and kissed me. "Are you ready to head to bed?"

"I am now."

I gave you a wink and you chuckled. You pulled out of me, rids yourself off the protection and the two of us got ready for bed.

Once I slipped under the covers, sleep instantly took me. Until I was awoken by the vibrations of my phone.

What the?!

You briefly stirred in your sleep but did not wake up. I grabbed my phone and read a newly received text.

"Where are you?"

TO BE CONTINUED