The Secret King

Chapter -4

Jimin's Pov

I was standing and seeing Henry and Y/n talking.I could just stare at them and try to stab him with my eyes.

I swear if eyes could kill,I will love to dig his grave with my gaze.How could she laugh with someone other than me?

"Miss Y/n!I would love to get acquainted with this place under your guidance"

"Mister Henry,For sure"She replied.

My heart stopped when I saw that mf, keeping his hands on her shoulder.Bitch remove your hand from her precious shoulder.

I kept the cup on the counter making a loud noise.They both looked at me but I pretended to do work.

My best friend (He's no longer my best friend;betrayal) headed towards me along with Y/n.He kept his hand on my shoulder.I stared in his eyes willing to kill him.

But I passed a forceful smile.He smiled and said "Miss Y/n is really cute."I gritted my teeth inside my smile.I gasped his palm and dug my nails inside his hand.He cried out.Y/n turned towards him

"Are you ok Mister Henry?What happened suddenly?"

I said being pissed off and smiling "He has some work.Am I right Henry?"

I dug my nails deeper inside his palm.He nodded and pushed me.

"I need to go"He grabbed his coat and ran out of my cafe.I am damn sure he would be cursing me but I don't care.

I totally ignored the presence of Y/n and went to get changed.I came out changing my clothes and looked at Louis.He's a part timer who joined my cafe yesterday.

"Take care of the cafe.I have some work"

That young Teenager boy nodded.

I looked at Y/n and said sarcastically"I guess you're really busy"

I stepped out of the cafe.

Y/n's Pov

Urghhhh!This man is so unpredictable.I am a princess,He was so nice to me in the morning.He even forgot to call me princess.I followed him.He turned around and gave me a cold glance.His gaze wasn't a usual one.

"What happened to you?"I asked.

He replied politely

"Nothing!Just thinking about exploring the place"

"Come with me then"

I gasped his hand and pulled with me w.

....

Jimin's Pov

Spotting Y/n making her way towards the vibrant street-side stalls, my eyes widened in intrigue. Seizing the moment, I gently held her hand, I said hesitatingly

"Princess!! We can explore something else."

She met my gaze, curiosity sparking in her eyes, and responded,

"Why not here?"

With a determined pull, she led me toward a food stall, an unfamiliar territory for someone like me who is accustomed to culinary refinement since childhood and all my food in present is made under David's guidance. As a picky eater since childhood, I questioned the necessity of indulging in street food.

Y/n returned with two plates, presenting what seemed to be fried fish.She assured me,

"I always eat from here. You'll love it."

Observing my expression, Y/n understood my lack of experience with street food and couldn't help but inquire,

"Don't tell me you've never eaten street food?"
I nodded in confirmation, prompting Y/n to burst into laughter.I admitted,

"Well, it's true. You eat; I won't."

she insisted, "I bought it for you too. So you have to try."

She picked up a piece and placed it in my mouth. Astonishingly, it wasn't just good; it was the best I had ever tasted. Amidst a life consumed by royal protocols, this unplanned escapade turned out to be a revelation.

Exploring various street delicacies, we eventually made our way back to Y/n's villa. Standing at the gate, she bid farewell, and I reciprocated with a smile.

"Go in first," I suggested.

She nodded, disappearing into the villa.

....

"Do you think King Park is a joke?"

I was looking at the man who was in front of me begging for his forgiveness.I loved seeing him so dreadful.My gun pointed exactly at his head.

He defended himself,

"K ..King J.. Jimin, Please forgive me"

Two things I found displeasing: cowardice and betrayal.

I walked towards him and bent down. I fiercely clutched his cheeks, compelling him to gaze into my eyes. The fear reflected in his eyes brought me satisfaction. In my low yet angered voice, I interrogated,

"How dare you betray me? Do you think I'm a fool? Selling our secret information, and you thought I'd stay silent? You're mistaken. I despise betrayal; forgiveness isn't in my dictionary."

As he pleaded,"Please trust me, King!"

I smirked, dismissing trust for a liar once again. Liars who are betrayers as well,don't deserve second chances. Retrieving my gun, I delivered a resolute bang. He crumpled to the ground, surrounded by a pool of his own blood.

Standing tall, I strode past him, nonchalantly wiping his blood off my face with a napkin.

Turning to David, I ordered, "Take him away."

Entering my office, I saw a picture of my Grandpa and couldn't help but smile. He's the only person I cared about losing; he left me with a bunch of responsibilities and secrets that could be risky, not just for me but also for Y/n.

Even though I might not love Y/n the way she wants and always desired, She has to be mine anyways.

Maybe it's not love, more like a mix of duty and a complicated understanding. There's some resentment, and I think she might end up hating me just like everyone else does.

In this world, I'm not just Park Jimin; I'm King Park too...