My forced husband [jungkook ff story book] part-1

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A beautiful woman with sunglasses adorning her face walked into her brother-in-law’s multi-storey building. she continued walking, ignoring the stares of men enchanted by her beauty.

receptionist: good afternoon, miss. how may we assist you?

yn: i’d like to meet mr. taehyung.

receptionist: do you have an appointment?🤔

yn: yes, just tell them yn has arrived.

the receptionist reached for the phone to call mr. taehyung’s floor but stopped when she noticed a man approaching.

receptionist: luckily, here’s mr. jungkook (mr. taehyung’s personal assistant)

yn: jungkook?🧐🙈

yn turned, surprised to see the man walking towards her. their eyes met, both equally surprised, and they stared intensely at each other.

jungkook: hi, i’m jungkook, mr. taehyung’s assistant.

jungkook extended his hand to the yn.

yn hugged him without hesitation, even though they were in a public place.

yn: you! you’re the cold one🤗🤗.

yn hugged him tightly, causing jungkook to gently push her away, respecting her as his boss’s sister-in-law.

jungkook: sorry miss. mr. taehyung is waiting for you upstairs.

jungkook gestured yn to enter the elevator reserved for the building’s executives.

yn: hey, don’t you remember me?🥺 we—

yn words were cut off as jungkook forcibly pulled her hand, remembering their previous encounter.

jungkook: sorry…😐

he let go of her hand as the elevator doors closed.

yn: it’s okay, want me to hold it again?😌

yn extended her hand willingly, smiling☺️.

jungkook sighed, annoyed by the crazy woman who had kissed him in public.

jungkook: please behave, miss😑😒.

yn: sure, i’ll behave for my future husband.

yn smiled shyly, inching closer to jungkook, who felt cornered against the elevator wall.

jungkook: future husband?🤨

he pushed her away, realizing she was his boss’s sister-in-law.

their encounter ended with jungkook trying to maintain his composure while yn continued her flirtatious behavior.

yn nodded eagerly, her smile never fading from her lips.

yn: yes😌 you’re my destiny💫. didn’t i say if we meet again, it means we’re meant to be?

yn continued to approach, even as jungkook pushed her away, wanting to embrace him again if only the elevator doors hadn’t opened.

jungkook: ah, finally!

jungkook hurried out of the elevator, while yn lingered, cursing the elevator and kicking its door. the impression of beauty, cuteness, and grace disappeared from the woman named yn park.

both entered the main room of the building, where taehyung was waiting. jungkook, assigned only to fetch his brother-in-law’s sister-in-law, promptly exited the room.

taehyung: you brought it?

yn: of course.

yn handed taehyung the file containing her hotel’s proposal for collaboration with the dwight company. taehyung reviewed the document carefully.

yn: was the man your personal assistant?🤔

taehyung: yes.

yn: since when has he been your assistant? why haven’t i seen him before?

taehyung: it’s been a while. why do you ask?

taehyung closed the file and handed it back to yn.

yn: no reason.

yn sighed. so, do you agree with my proposal?

taehyung: i agree. i think this collaboration will be mutually beneficial.

yn: yes, thank you taehyung.

yn hugged her brother-in-law in gratitude. yn felt extremely happy. not only was her collaboration proposal accepted, but she also got to meet again the man who had stolen her heart.

yn: you’re a good man. if you weren’t married to my sister, i would definitely pursue you.

yn admitted her past crush on taehyung, although at that time she was in love with someone else.

taehyung: wow, don’t let alice hear that. you know how she is.

taehyung laughed as he released his sister-in-law from the hug.

yn laughed too, imagining alice’s angry face.

after chatting for a while, yn left taehyung’s office. not to go home, but to find jungkook.

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