MR.JEON 💜📖 Part 37 The CEO Carried Her In
Author's POV
The glass lobby doors slid shut behind them with a sharp hiss.
Outside, the chaos of reporters and flashing cameras still raged.
Inside, the world suddenly felt quieter.
But Jungkook didn't slow down.
His arms were locked tightly around Y/N, holding her against his chest as if someone might still try to pull her away.
Security guards bowed quickly as he passed.
He didn't acknowledge them.
He didn't acknowledge anyone.
He walked straight through the center of the Jeon Group lobby.
The sound of his expensive shoes echoed against the marble floor.
Employees looked up.
One by one.
The office floor had never been this silent before.
Keyboards stopped mid-typing.
Coffee cups hovered halfway to lips.
Whispers died instantly.
Everyone stared.
Because the CEO of Jeon Group had just walked in carrying a woman in his arms.
And that woman—
Was Y/N.
Jungkook didn't look left or right.
He didn't slow down.
He carried her past rows of stunned employees.
Past her own desk.
Past Hana, whose mouth hung open in complete shock.
Straight toward the heavy mahogany doors at the end of the floor.
His private office.
The doors swung open.
He stepped inside.
And kicked them shut behind him.
The loud click of the lock echoed through the room like the final note of a storm ending.
Only then did Jungkook gently lower Y/N onto the plush carpet.
His hands remained on her waist, steadying her.
Making sure she wouldn't fall.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Y/N let out a shaky breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding.
Her voice came out soft.
Y/N:
"Jungkook..."
She looked up at him.
Her eyes were still wide from everything that had happened.
Y/N:
"They've never seen you like that before."
Jungkook didn't answer immediately.
Instead, he reached up slowly.
His fingers brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face.
His hand trembled slightly.
His eyes softened.
And then he said quietly—
Jungkook:
"I'm sorry."
Y/N blinked.
Confused.
Y/N:
"Sorry?"
She shook her head slightly.
Y/N:
"You just saved me from a riot."
Jungkook exhaled slowly.
He looked down at the ring now resting on her finger.
The diamond caught the soft office light, scattering tiny reflections across the room.
His voice lowered.
Jungkook:
"I'm sorry for the chaos."
He leaned back slightly against his desk.
Running a hand through his hair.
Jungkook:
"I had everything planned."
His eyes drifted toward the large window behind them.
Jungkook:
"I was going to take you to that place by the Han River."
His lips curved faintly.
Jungkook:
"The one you liked."
His voice softened even more.
Jungkook:
"I wanted it to be quiet."
A pause.
Jungkook:
"Perfect."
Then he looked back at her.
A shadow of guilt crossed his expression.
Jungkook:
"Not on a sidewalk... with a hundred cameras and people screaming insults at you."
His gaze dropped again to her ring.
Jungkook:
"I forced you into the spotlight today."
His voice tightened slightly.
Jungkook:
"I didn't give you a choice."
Another breath escaped him.
Jungkook:
"I was angry."
His jaw clenched.
Jungkook:
"Angry at the way they were treating you."
Then he looked at her again.
His voice softer now.
Almost vulnerable.
Jungkook:
"I'm sorry it happened like this."
Y/N studied him carefully.
Really looked at him.
Yes—he was still the powerful CEO everyone feared.
But right now, she could see something else.
A man who was worried he had ruined the most important moment of their lives.
Slowly, she reached forward.
Her hands covered his.
Stopping the faint trembling in his fingers.
Her voice was soft.
But certain.
Y/N:
"Jungkook..."
She lifted her chin slightly.
Y/N:
"Look at me."
He did.
Their eyes met.
And she smiled gently.
Y/N:
"There wasn't a river."
She shrugged lightly.
Y/N:
"And there wasn't any music."
Her fingers tightened slightly around his.
Y/N:
"But in the middle of all those people trying to make me feel like I was nothing..."
Her voice warmed.
Y/N:
"You knelt down and told the entire world I was your everything."
Her eyes shimmered.
Y/N:
"That's more perfect than any sunset."
A quiet breath passed between them.
Jungkook looked at her carefully.
Almost cautiously.
Jungkook:
"You mean that?"
Y/N laughed softly.
Then nodded.
Y/N:
"I do."
She lifted her hand, admiring the ring again.
Y/N:
"You didn't just propose today."
Her gaze returned to him.
Y/N:
"You defended me."
Her voice lowered slightly.
Y/N:
"I've spent my whole life being 'just Y/N.'"
She smiled.
But this time it carried pride.
Y/N:
"But today... you made me feel like a queen."
Silence filled the office.
Then Jungkook suddenly pulled her into his arms.
Tightly.
He buried his face into the crook of her neck.
His breath warm against her skin.
The tension that had been holding him together finally cracked.
Jungkook:
"I'll make it up to you."
His voice was muffled slightly.
Jungkook:
"I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you."
Y/N laughed softly.
She gently pushed him back just enough to look at him again.
Her eyes sparkled mischievously now.
Y/N:
"You can start by answering one question."
Jungkook raised an eyebrow.
Jungkook:
"Oh?"
Y/N pointed toward his jacket.
Y/N:
"Where exactly were you hiding that velvet box this whole time?"
A slow, smug smile spread across Jungkook's face.
The familiar arrogant CEO expression returned slightly.
Jungkook:
"In my suit jacket."
He folded his arms casually.
Jungkook:
"Since the day I realized I couldn't watch you leave the office without feeling jealous."
Y/N blinked.
Y/N:
"...How long ago was that?"
Jungkook shrugged.
Completely unapologetic.
Jungkook:
"About three weeks."
Y/N stared at him.
Then shook her head in disbelief.
Y/N:
"You're unbelievable."
Jungkook stepped closer again.
His arm wrapped gently around her waist.
His voice dropped into a confident murmur.
Jungkook:
"And you..."
He glanced at the ring on her finger.
Then back at her.
A playful smirk forming.
Jungkook:
"Are my fiancée."
His thumb brushed her cheek softly.
Jungkook:
"You should probably get used to that."