Chapter 2: Broken

"That ass eater!!!" You yelled, furiously, fist slammed on the table as you gritted your teeth making the person facing you jumped from his position, clutching his chest from the startle.

You slide down your hands to your skirt before gripping them as hard as you could to at least ease the pain inside your chest as tears wailed down your eyes.

You panted, veins popped out of the side of your forehead, and veins in your neck were visible with your once pale skin turned into red from anger and hatred towards your rival.

Jeon Jungkook.

His name sent a tingling sensation inside your body as his existence increases the anxiety and hatred you have for yourself.

Jeon Jungkook.

That name alone made you cringed, especially when those named slipped out from the mouth of your beloved.

Jeon fucking Jungkook.

That name made your blood boil as your breathing becomes rigid whenever you hear your beloved moan that name.

"Orabeoni—" Your voice cracked, letting out a shaky breath as you inhaled sharply, before looking at your brother who was sitting in front of you, wearing his government official uniform. "You are my brother and a prime minister—"

Your brother watched you being uncontrollable with handling your own feelings. He watched as you eyed him with your eyes almost out of your sockets. "Just what are you doing right now?!"

Your anger even arises when you remembered how you persuaded Jimin to make your own brother as a prime minister as he will be loyal. You wanted someone as loyal like your brother to stay by Jimin's side and protect those who belongs to him.

Everything was perfect.

You were Jimin's only beloved, your chamber was the only room he would visit every night despite having several concubines, and you were his Queen, up until that Jeon Jungkook arrived in the harem. When he came stumbling right in your life, you hated every inch of your body and soul when you brought that Jeon Jungkook inside the palace.

"Why don't you depose him, turn him him into a commoner—" Your eyes flickered as your breathing become uneven, mind mentally thought of something that would amuse you. "Or maybe poison him to death?"

"Y/N," Your brother's sweet voice echoed in your ears as he tried to comfort you from the outraged you were feeling lately.

These past weeks, after you confronted Jimin, he has been distant lately and not vising your chambers, always sticking to that bastard who calls himself a Consort as he served your beloved.

A tear fell on your cheeks as your brother watched you with a pang of guilt hitting his heart. It hurts him to see you in this state because he knows you were the strong and wild lady when you were young and now that you became a Queen, you became more aggressive, possessive, and insane.

Nonetheless, you cannot show those characteristics in front of everyone, not when those government officials and people are watching you as their Queen who was known as humble, polite and kind.

If they knew what you've become—a person that has her jealousy taking over, they will depose you as the Queen of the Nation.

And Jealousy is one of the seven sins that a wife must not commit.

"I may be your brother who would do everything for you," He sighed, eyes softened. "But you told me to be the prime minister who serves the King with loyalty."

And that's when he hit the nerve making you frown and deep inside, furious. It was frustrating whenever you hear that but at the same time, you feel relieve to have him as your beloved's official. However, in this situation, you wanted him so badly to side with you.

"You remember that, brother?" You snapped at him before chuckling bitterly. "But you can't even remember all the things he did that hurt your little sister?"

His eyes widened in surprise. "Y/N—"

"Get out." You hissed, giving him the coldest glare as you pointed at the door, and your nose flared in exasperation.

"What—"

"I said get out!" You yelled, raging out as your whole body started to tremble.

Your brother sighed heavily before standing up as he excused himself on the way to your door.

"Orabeoni," He turned around as soon as you called him, looking at your figure sitting. "Do not ever come back here until you decided to kill that bastard."

Your brother pressed his lips into thin line as he finally left your chambers making your heart burst out, gripping the vase near you before throwing it across the room. You screamed, grabbing the ink pad but stopped when the door slide opened, and eyes widened to see him.

Jeon fucking Jungkook.

You huffed in disbelief as you eyed his figure standing right across you before he marched towards you, and confidently sitting in front of you.

"Just—" You inhaled sharply, scanning his body up and down while your hand moved down, gripping your long skirt again. "What are you doing here?"

Jungkook's side of the lips moved upward, gaze fixed with yours before his eyebrows raised.

"I came here to tell that," he paused, giving you a fake smile as he leaned forward making you leaned back away. "No matter what you will do, you will never defeat me."

He backed away and giggled. "Not when I have Jiminie in my arms."

That was it, he was tring to provoke you, and you know his motives too well.

You pursed your lips together as you tried your best to give out a gentle smile while your hands gripped the skirt tighter to prevent yourself from hurting the King's Man.

"Are you trying to insult someone here, Consort Jeon?" You clicked your tongue, eyeing him.

He looked down, shaking his head and let out a snort before looking back at you. "Why would I ever say something that insults the Queen?"

"I am the Queen—"

"Well, not for long." His smirked widened, cutting you off, and eyes on your seat. "If I was a woman, I could've been the one sitting there instead of you."

Your eyes widened, lips parted astonished by his own words as you froze in your position. How could he utter such blunt and direct words? Just because he is the favoured one doesn't mean he can hastily speak towards a Queen like that.

You let out a shaky whimper, trying to lift up your confidence. "Are you coveting my throne now?"

"How could I?" He smiled cockily, tilting his head to the side. "It's not like people would accept a male Queen."

You bit your cheeks inside, trying to suppress your anger inside you. You needed to calm because you know too well that he was trying to make you jealous.

Jungkook added, staring at your stomach. "Plus, I don't want to risk being deposed knowing I couldn't conceive a child."

You breath hitched, your eyes flickered and moistened, and your lips started to quiver. He knew.

He knew about you being infertile, and not being able to conceive the King's child, yet he chose to hide it.

To blackmail you.

The fact that you can't get pregnant is enough for you to be deposed and be a commoner without a child for the rest of your life. And that scared you the most.

Not because you couldn't conceive a child nor couldn't be a queen but because you couldn't be by Jimin's side anymore.

If Jungkook ever use that card as a reason to depose you, the government officials wouldn't have a second thought about it, and just dispose you like a garbage right away. And that means, being abandoned by Park Jimin as well.

No one could protect you.

Your loathe towards Jungkook increases even more. Never in your life would you forget a man named Jeon Jungkook.

Not even death can stop your hatred towards him.