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                                 No, but I'll accept your blame

                                It really is time to say goodbye

      
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You shook your head and quickly stood up from the couch, unnerved by the raw emotions on his flustered face. He, too, was unnerved by your close proximity. Being the fool he was, Jungkook urged the management to let him go to his own suite to rest and heal.

You could sense that madam Som-ni doesn't sound to convinced and the little idiot was stubbornly adamant. You quickly side stepped from the little encounter as the hotel medic and management helped Jungkook to the awaiting elevators.

Everyone was a little shaken by the little incident. More could be said about Madam Som-ni and Nam-ra that looks utterly shaken. But you were relieved to finally escape to the safety of your suite to reflect and relaxed. You need mental refreshment and solace.

You know Jungkook will return to his old arrogant self after a few hours, so need to be concerned. He is in good hands.

Yet, there was a slight unease when you tried to dismiss the concern for him as unnecessary.  You know that Jungkook was experiencing severe distress even if he wanted to look strong and his cool self. His face was perspiring because of the upcoming fever.

He always tried to look composed and strong in your presence, constantly seeking to impress you. You couldn't help but snort at that.

Nam-ra and Madam Somi locked their suite door, following the group into the elevator. You gestured to take another elevator, but Madam Somi wasn't having any of it.

Madam Som-ni look piercingly at you when you wanted to wave at them," Are you ridiculous, Jenna! Get in here, there's  ample space for all of us"

Jungkook looked at you with a clouded emotions, supported by the doctor and manager. You sighed and entered but stayed on the far side to avoid your enemy's sight. Jungkook, with closed eyes and irregular breath, leaned on the manager, who was overly excited to assist the esteemed guests.

Madam Somi, a regular guest and acclaimed novelist and owner of a multi billionaire conglomerate, currently a French Citizen for years residing at a very expensive Villa in Marsailles. She handed Jungkook a cold water bottle, which he took with tired, trembling hands. You almost felt sorry for the hot jerk, knowing he would have a stressful night with tummy aches, sweating, and mental strain.

As you discreetly peeked at him, you felt a fleeting pain in your heart, realizing the man you might still love hates your guts. Upon reaching your floors, Jungkook was guided through the luxurious hallway, and you both discovered you shared the same hallway. The exclusive spa for the VIP suites was also on the same floor .Fortunately, his room was at the far corner, and yours were three doors from the elevator.

You just smirk knowing that Jungkook hated people fussing over him. You were just relieved when you said your goodbyes to Madam Som-ni, who greeted you warmly.

You let them all pass as you took your key card and open your doors relieve to have time to yourself.
You couldn't believe how nervous and yet strange you felt being in the same room and dining around the same table with your ex after so many years.

You let out your bated breath as you plummet down you soft duvet covered bed. Closing your eyes and exhale few breaths to regulate your racing heart. You clutch your heart and wondered if it was because of the handsome Jeon, that made your body react so treacherously.

Gosh, what an awkward evening with the Jeons.

Being alone with your thoughts has never been so welcoming. You stood begrudgingly up, slip off your shoes and stripped yourself of your designer attire and walked to the opulent bathroom to take a refreshing shower.

You just hope his grandma will not spill the tea and stir the pot about the events leading to their break up, because if he knows the truth at can tilt his world in it's axis. He will be devastated because he almost idolized his dear mother and he trust Sullia with his life.

His trust in them are clearly misplaced and she doesn't want any part of it anymore. What's done is done.

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Jungkook had to take a cold shower for his flustered skin, clothed in a grey silk pj's.He was just laying closed eyes on his back, softly groaning of the pain on the pit of his stomach.His face was flustred and full of perspiration. His gran told the doctor and manager that they don't  need to worry. She and Nam-ra will look after her grandson. Making sure to take his temperature and keep him dehydrated through out the night. 

The doctor left a medical kit with oral and nasal medication with two ice cold compresser.  Jungkook will be okay in a few hours , cause this allergy was very severe but not so to get him admitted in hospital.

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It was almost 8pm. You did your evening routine after your refreshing shower, Removing your make up and rub yourself with your favourite vanilla and rose essential oil. You smiled to yourself in the mirror, excited that you'll be leaving the next day early to St.Tropez. 

The cosmetic moguls invited you to spend at least your last evening in Paris on their yacht. You and Chloe will enjoy breakfast, dinner on the yacht and sail around the French Rivera just to relax. 

You grinned happily and you know your company has been placed on a higher scale after your new contract with Sisely Cosmetics.

You and Jihyo will now be able to add more office staff. Graphics designers and marketing professionals that will assist the presentation team in creating the most awesome pitches for companies to grab the best lucrative contracts. 

You will assist any small companies to get their services advertised and score the most lucrative contracts with your pitches.

You can't wait to soar into your chosen career.

Dressed comfortably in your mid tight silver and black silk shorty pjs and dressing gown from Victoria Secret , you just wanted to climb on your bed ,give your sister a call, but  after you brushed your hair out.You miss her and your young niece tremendously. 

You wonder how the wedding day of Yang played off. Your niece was part of the wedding party. You just hope your sister could handle him moving on for good.It must be hard seeing him getting married.

But you smile softly, as you think about Jihyo getting her life back in order. You hope she can meet her true love and be happy. All you know is that you truly want to take it slow with Mr Lee. You mind drifted to the jerk and you wonder how he was feeling. 

Luckily it will only last a few hours. He might be totally fine in two hours max. You violently dismissed those worried feelings about the Jeon -heir. You brushed your dark strands over your shoulders until you notice you have forgotten your diamond studs still in your ears.

You could hear it was starting to rain and the comforting drops on the window make you feel so nostalgic. You going to have the best sleep ever.

You shook your head and just as you wanted to start removing your expensive studs so that you can get early to bed, a faint knock can be heard on your door.

You furrowed your brows and wonder who it could be. Until you hear a soft voice from the outside.

"It's Nam-ra. Miss Song..."

You inhaled deeply and walked slowly to the door. When you open it and peek through, Namra looked a little flushed as she stood in front of your door with a guilty expression. What is in now? You wonder...did Jungkook kick the bucket.

Wishful thinking. Certain trash is hard to get rid off.

You sigh and open the door a little wider for her to enter, looking at her with raised eyebrows.

"Nam-ra do you need something?" you asked tiredly.

She looked a little uncomfortable," Er...madam Som-ni has summoned you to Mr Jeon suite...she needs your help." her eyes had an undefined glint in them. What are those two women plotting again.

Your eyes widen," "Why does she needs me there?...No thank you.I'm done with the presence of the Jeons for the day.Tell Madam Som-ni I'll be leaving tomorrow early and I need my sleep---"

Nam-ra winced," Ms Song...please you have to come."

You have her a deadpan look,"Why?'

"She said if you reject her offer she is going to call management and tell them you the stalker that always follow us around and she will due you as an obsessed fan. Er...Ms Song I don't think you wanted to be evicted from the comfort of your hotel room. It's raining outside and you know all the good hotels around Paris is always served and booked in advanced...Jenna please come."

You look flabbergasted as you gasped with open jaws," What the hell Ms Nam-ra. Madam Som-ni is getting senile---"

Nam-ra just pressed her lips higher at your agitated expression,"Don't let she hear you say that! Jenna just please come.   I know you and young master Jeon has bad history but...Im so tired right now...please!"she looked pleadingly in your conflicted eyes.

Poor Nam-ras job as a PA is not easy. She ran around the whole day and you could imagine working for such a demanding;high maintenance woman for years. She must have a heart and mind of steel to put up with the enterprising old lady. Jungkook always complained about the hatred between his mother and his grandmother. 

You sigh deeply, knowing full well that the queen madam doesn't make idle treats. Before you could gather yourself, Namra grab your arm and pull you behind her to the door, amid your protesting.

"Nam-ra what the hell! wait!" 

Really!

You grab your room key cards and in your fluffy slippers you were pulled in the hallway to the Jeon heirs room.

When you got there you were breathless. My word you need to go to the gym more. Nam-ra entered the suite first and nod at madam Sombi who sat at in the private lounge and when we saw you standing next to Nam ra in a awkward situation she smile a little and stood up. 

She is still clothed in her stylish designer wear. She looked visibly relieved when her sparkling eyes roam over your scantily clothed figure.

You just pressed you lips and look a little accusing at the unborthered Nam-ra.  You have a stad of suspicion that these two were plotting something. But you have no idea what it was.

"Oh Jenna. I'm so glad you came." she smile widely. 

"As if, I had a choice!" you muttered softly.

Madam looked regretfully at her PA.

"Nam-ra...I need to get to bed.Im a mature person and I can handle so much stress. My heart is very weak.I still have an hour pre- sleep routine that I need to maintain. My beauty is a gift from God and I need to maintain my youthfullness."she exaggerated  than the turn to you.

"Jenna it's your turn to watch over my precious grandson. Here---" she pressed a compress in your hand but ignore your astonished eyes.

You were speechless. Say what!

"Jenna just check on his temperature no and then, help him to cool of with these cold compressors or a cold cloth...Im afraid his fever is a little high" 

You look at the compresser and than at her unborthered face. She gave an exaggerated yawn and stately strutted like a satisfied peacock to the door,clearly unexpected by your shocked stunned silence.

She turn and look at your unimpressed expression.

She raised her dark grey eyebrows," Dont look at me like that silly girl! You are familiar with the drill. Go in -he will not bite,"than she wave at your apprearance, 'But then again looking at you dressed like that...he might."she muttered softly, you haven't catch the last part.

"---please look after him...and talk;" she said as an afterthought,then looked at her assistant and gesture to the four, not before slightly bowing in your direction.

Leaving as if you were spellbound in that exquisite suite of Jeon Jungkook.

You got to your senses when you heard a click of the door.

You plopped down on the nearest clutch and groan,"Oh, my gosh! This is not right!"as your wary eyes glanced at the half ope heavy double beige wooden bedroom doors.

You wonder if it will be held against you if you just escape, but even Jungjerk is not your favourite right now, you are inherently very kind.

You sigh deeply and walk begrudgingly to his room door with a little apprehension.His suite was magnificent and your eyes darted to the big open widows and the scenic view of the parisian landmark - the famous Eiffle tower in it's all illuminated glory.

The your furrowed your brows as your eyes moved on the figure sprowled out on the silk duvet sheets.The man who is the sole cause of your misery and suffering. He eyes where closed and you notice his rugged breathing as his chest moves up and down. You bit your lip nervously.Seeing him looking so vulnerable made you wonder what you would have done to him if you were having evil intent.

You wonder why he didn't visit Paris with that rich, self entitled and conniving fiancé. Thinking about is meddling 'bestfriend 'Sullia brought a bitter taste in your mouth.

You've never despised a human as much as her. She craftily stole the boy she was obsessively in love with since kindergarten. 

You shook your head to dismiss these unwanted and negative mental attracts.

You just stood there watching him silently. Jung kooks face was flustered, your breath caught at the sight of his outstretched athletic body. The silk pajama top  was unfasten an his chiseld chest and well define and that was on full display. Gosh, your ex-lanky boyfriend became a full man,mascular exposed torso made you to suddenly reminiced about the numerous time you caress that bare chest...loving him passionately.

You became breathless again,"Gosh Jenna get a grip! This jerk is almost a married man---" you repremanded yourself mentally...and you lost your taste for any "Jeon cuisine' The only one you can actually tolerate is his insufferable , sassy grandma who liked you and accepted you as "Song Jenna " not as a penniless orphan from a questionable background.

As you walked to the dresser to check all the displayed medication, you sat softly on the bed and took his temperature with the thermometer scanner. It was a little high, but he would be okay soon.

You softly wiped his face with the cloth and patted his exposed neck and chest areas with the cool compress. There was a crystal glass filled with a few ice-cold still water bottles nearby.

"Gosh, I'm thirsty," you muttered to yourself as you grabbed one for yourself. Looking after Jungkook made you feel a strange awareness in your body. Your heart was beating erratically, feeling flustered being so intimately in close proximity with your 'enemy.' You dabbed the ice-cold plastic bottle on your neck skin, wondering if Jungkook's fever also affected you.

Sighing deeply, you noticed a small red first aid bag maybe with more cold compresses. Maybe you could use one for yourself. Nervously, you pulled your silver dressing gown tightly around your waist, mentally cursing profanities that you'd never say out loud. You quietly move to the plush chair and zipped open the kit and with relieve you removed another one, dabbing your flush skin.

Dang! Nam-ra should have waited for you to change into comfortable, decent sweats and a T-shirt before letting you come to a man's bedroom indecently dressed.

You saw the ornate gold vintage  clock on the opposite side of the wall and wondered tiredly if you could just go and sleep. Looking back at Jungkook, although his face was still flushed, he looked calmer. 

Inhaling deeply, you took the lights remotely and switched off the main downlights in the room, leaving just the small side lamp illuminating his serene expression. Trying to reach for the cloth to wipe some sweat droplets off Jungkook's face, you continued your quiet caretaking.

Just as you were about to touch his heated skin again, his big, warm brown bunny ears flew open, startling you for a moment. Your eyes widened as you saw a different range of emotions flashing through his face. It was as if he was in a different realm, seeing you but unable to comprehend if it was a dream or reality.

He looked a little disoriented, and then suddenly he sat up abruptly, with a look of amazement ,grabbing your waist and embracing you in a tight back grip, making you gasp in total shock.

"OMG! Orchid... you came back!" he breathed out feverishly against your neck where his face was buried.

You sat on the bed, speechless. Jungkook is going through a slight delirium. His mind sees you as his beloved, devoted girlfriend. You tried to untangle his grip on you, but it was as if he was terrified to let you go. His grip felt like a boa constrictor.

"Er... Jungkook. You are not well... Er... Let me give you some water," you weakly uttered. My gosh!

"My little orchid... You back! ...why?... Why did you leave me... shattering my heart like that... why Orchid?" he murmured, breathing in your neck with a broken voice.

You inhaled deeply, looking sideways, almost touching noses, as you sensed his heated, sad eyes latched onto yours. You pressed your lips together, and the burning in your eyes became unbearable. Why is he looking at you like that? So broken and vulnerable. You are not ready to divulge the painful secret. It can cost you everything. Why now?

"Gukie... um... Jungkook—" you stammered. His grip still tightened around your waist. It was like nothing mattered at that moment. In his mind, you were back. You felt your heart beating erratically in your chest.

His eyes looked moistened, and you just gulped painfully. How you wish you could turn the clock back to a time where you loved each other so deeply. Deep down right now, in this situation, you know that Jungkook owns your entire heart. You still love him irrevocably after all this time.

"Gukie..." you gulped. Trying to bring him back to reality, but to no avail.

"Orchid... didn't you love me?" he brokenly asked as his arms moved tightly up around your upper body. His breath tickled your neck, and you felt cold shivers running up your spine. Why is he asking you that?

"Guks... I did... love you... I'm sorry," you purse your lips not to cry. Why did you have to give up on him? Why sacrifice your love in such a cruel manner? You wounded him so much, turning him into the cold, stoic guy he is right now. You single-handedly ruined the only man you loved with your whole heart. No wonder he wanted to make you feel the pain he was going through, attaching himself to the girl who was a threat to your love.

Softly rubbing his arms in a comforting manner, his face still resting on your shoulders. He was still feverish, and you just let him talk because you didn't want to respond.

He whispered softly, "I love you so much, my 'girl' Orchid. Why did you do this to me? ...What did I do wrong, Orchid? ...What did I do to deserve it?" He took a deep breath, "I'm so tired of fighting, Orchid. Please don't hate me anymore." You gasped as he pulled you unexpectedly  back onto the bed with him.

He held you tightly in his arms, and you lay pressed against his heated bare chest, breathing anxiously. His arms were wrapped around your small shoulders, and you felt guilty for not pulling away but enjoying his arms that embraced you so lovingly. Being in such an intimate manner with him in the privacy of his bedroom made you feel safe , only for tonight.

You slowly looked up from your position, observing his closed eyes and his breathing that became a little normal. You pressed your eyes closed and inhaled deeply. As much as you wanted to take advantage of hearing how much he still 'loves' you and enjoys his presence, in a few hours, he will be back to his normal 'jerky' self. He will be married to your enemy soon, but why entertain a thought of some kind of 'revenge' on Sullia by being with her 'fiancé' who still harbors hidden feelings for you?

You felt your eyes welling up, and you wanted him as old Jungkook so bad right now—the adorable Gukie, the vulnerable Gukie who only wanted to please you and gave you his whole heart. But you can't dare to act on your feelings for him. Being here with him is potentially dangerous. You shook your head, knowing even if you still harbor deep feelings of resentment toward Sullia, you just can't act on what your body wants.

In the dimly lit room, the air was charged with a mix of emotions. Jungkook's body still felt feverish as he held you tightly against himself, not wanting to let you go out of his warm embrace. You softly try to wiggle yourself out of his grasp , by pressing slightly on his flushed chest.

Your breath hitched when suddenly  he flipped himself gently  on top of you, hovering over your trembling body, your eyes momentarily locked with an intensity that spoke volumes. It felt like time stopped.

"Jenna... I love you—"he breathed out , his hands feverishly caressing your toned body over your silk PJs. Both your bodies respond to the familiarity of your subtle touches.

His breath grazed your neck as he kissed your jawline, and his lips found yours in a tender exploration. Your eyes widened, but his touch made you feel a sense of excitement.

At first, you hesitated, reluctant to fully engage, but when he whispered sweet words in your ears, his hands entangled in your silky hair, "Orchid... please let me love you tonight... let me feel your love again—" as he whispered against your warm lips. Your breaths mingled together, and when his heated mouth met yours, nothing mattered anymore as you tightly gripped the back of his head, your fingers entangled in his silky tresses, your heated mouths open as passion succumbed to the undeniable moment. Kissing him passionately back.

In that moment, you feverishly got rid of any hindrance to your path of total fulfillment. Jungkook, in a state of delirium, succumbing to his most secretive desires that he still held for his 'Orchid,' and you, Jenna, wanted to experience the fullness of his love once more before reality struck. 

The room became a sanctuary for your secret desires, and you lost yourselves in a night of intimate harmony.

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Your naked bodies were sweaty from the aftermath of love as Jungkook held you close to his thumping heart, breathing tiredly. "I love you, Jenna—" his eyes closed as he contently fell into a sweet dream world, his arms holding you still firm around your bare shoulders.

You whispered against his chest, knowing it might be the last time you utter those words. "I love you too, Guksie—" as you closed your tired eyes, your arms tightly around his waist, ushering dreamland in with the rain softly dancing in sync with your breaths....

★彡[ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ]彡★

Your internal clock woke you up at 4 a.m. Your body shivered in the cold atmosphere as you tried opening your eyes. Inhaling deeply, you found yourself half underneath a heavy body nestled on top of you.

Your eyes flew open in shock, blinking a few times as reality struck immediately. Slowly turning your eyes in the softly illuminated room, you saw the sleeping figure next to you. Jungkook! Laying content with his breathing normal, his skin pale and back to normalcy, hair a mess over his face. Even his bare skin felt cool against yours.

Your jaws dropped open as you were reminded about your passionate night in Jungkook's loving arms. You forgot about everything that matters. Why did you succumb so easily to his enticement?

Feeling a tear roll down, you realized the biggest blunder you just committed. Literally sleeping with the enemy. Gulp painfully at the thought of losing yourself and your self-respect by letting Jungkook love you so passionately without remorse for what he just did to his fiancé. You just became the other 'woman' sharing his love.

With renewed regret, you slowly disentangled yourself from his body weight. With a relieved sigh, you quietly got out of the warmth of his silky bed covers, feeling little goosebumps on your bare skin as you frantically looked around on the thick beige carpeted floor for your spread satin pajamas on the floor. Your cheeks blushed at the vivid memory of the previous night, recalling how swiftly Jungkook undressed you out of your pjs'.

No time to linger; you had to escape.

Quickly putting on your dressing gown over your naked body, you picked up the rest of your shorty pajamas and fluffy slippers from the floor, tiptoeing quietly out of the room of danger.

When you entered the lounge area, you switched off the lights, luckily remembering your room key card on the side table. Inhaling deeply, trying to tame your bed hair, you quietly left the hotel room with the intention of forgetting what transpired the previous night.

A/n: There you have it, Kookie-stans.

Jenna and Jungkook had an eventful night together... 🤭 Thank you for your continued support. Your votes, reads, and comments and as well as adding the book to your readers lists .It mean a lot.

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1. Do you believe his grandma orchestrated everything?

2. Will Jungkook remember all the details?

3. Was it a big mistake for Jenna to give in to Jungkook's advances?

4. Will she regret her night with Jungkook?

5. Do you think Jungkook's confession was genuine?

6. At what point do you think Jungkook might have been in his right mind?

7. Will this serve as a perfect revenge on Sullia, or will Jenna's actions come back to haunt her?