Jungkook Wife Novels & Stories

They were looking at them with so many question roaming inside their mind so was Lia's mind. Giving a deep sigh, Taehyung opened his mouth, "I'm Taehyung Kensington, husband of her Lia. May be you didn't know me since we didn't want to involve many people. And on the top of that her father was also against of our relation. One day we had decided to keep our marriage low."

Birthdays, arguments, and the sound of her mother singing softly while cooking dinner late at night. The memories followed her all the way to the front door. Eventually, Selena pushed it open and stepped inside. Voices drifted faintly from the living room. Then she saw them. Sophia lounged comfortably across the sofa wearing silk loungewear with designer heels dangling carelessly from one foot. Beside her sat her husband, Ethan Carter, one arm stretched lazily along the back of the couch while the other scrolled through messages on his phone. The sight twisted something sharp inside Selena’s chest.

Then, she shoved a bill into my hand. “Call yourself a cab to the hospital.” The moment the door closed, I hailed a cab and headed to the hospital. While getting an IV at the hospital, I scrolled through my feed. Javor had just updated his social media. The last photo showed Amaya’s back as she crouched to adjust the equipment. It was posted with this caption. [My dear senior says my livestream’s way more important than some people’s lives!] In the photo, the wedding ring on her ring finger glinted coldly. Our mutual friends were going wild in the comments:

"So I met Chloe, she was starved with love as well and we had sex that day, we had an agreement of just sex and no love attached and that was it, then it was all over when Layla returned.” "Hum, so you mean you never met her since we were together?” "No babe, I had to meet her the day you told me, she told me she would ruin our happiness by posting our pictures and videos, I love just you and not her.” I guess I finally understand where this is coming from so I stood up with him, "You know what babe, fuck her, I got you and no one is going to ruin us.” I screamed. "OMG, what has this lady done to my wife?” He carried me and happiness filled the air as we kissed.

I made it clear. Relaxingly, Violet nodded slowly. "Yeah, Song Joongki is married, and it breaks me. It hurts every time I remember it!" Violet exclaimed, then bit her lip to hold back her tears. I held my forehead, massaging it gently, because somehow my head hurt so much. Song Joong-ki is a Korean artist, right? Yeah, he's reportedly married to a fellow artist. But Isn't it too much to be upset because of her idol? "Violet, have you ever been hit by someone?" I asked slowly.

I never thought such a thing would happen'. Hoseong licked his lips anxiously and queried, 'Who? What do you mean? A teardrop fell out of his eyes and he groaned, 'Jungkun! He still possessed her a while back! The colour of their faces faded away hearing it clear. TaeHwan took a deep breath with a slight sob and disclosed to them, 'She is married to Jungkun. She is his wife. I don't know what we'll do in that regard'. He wept again and Minho and Hoseong's hearts broke down. Hoseong distanced himself from the shock and Minho could say nothing. The eyes of Namjae and Harin burst forth because of the news.

She felt his fingers teasing the clit as he ran his finger up and down her hole. "Killian," she whimpered as she tried to push him off. Killian pulled her closer with a rough jerk and slapped her womanhood. "Oh, you’re so wet, Schmetterling, yet you’re pretending to hate this?" Rara turned her head to look up at him. There was raw amusement in his voice. “A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.”

It's been 20 years since they're married but they are still everyone's model couple. I hummed, finally closing my diary. "I envy you" he muttered. I turned to him. His eyes still remained on my family, "Why?" He turned to me, "I've not gotten to see my family properly in years, Mia. I...I miss them". "Don't you have vacations?" I whispered. I was away from them, so I won't be heard much. "But it's never the same. To them, I'm a famous and rich Lee Jimin. No one sees my original side except for my members. My mom and dad always supported me but I don't know about others anymore." he sighed.

Faces turn toward me, their expressions a mix of surprise, disbelief, and poorly concealed curiosity. “Wait— wasn’t Lee Yongju the one they called a doormat?” “Is she going to be the second wife?” The whispers sharpen, some dropping names — Lee Yongju, Jasmine Lee — without realizing they’re speaking of the same person. Baekhoon doesn’t flinch. His tone stays steady, almost casual, as he adds, “It’s… complicated. That’s why I’m not going to explain everything to you right now. The point is — my wife is only one person. There’s no Jasmine Lee. There is only Lee Yongju.”