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So... like. This chapter is out. Just a reminder and a HUGE thank you for being the bestestest and loveliest human beings ever. ♥

Ghosts of the past pt. 3

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Warnings: fluff, sexual suggestions, smut in the future chapters, mentions of the murder, swearing and many more (warnings might differ by chapter)! Read only if you are okay with these topics! (18+)

Genre: historical AU (18th century)

Word count: 4.1k+

A/n: Helloooooooooooo o/ It has been ages. No like seriously. It has been a year since the release of the first part of this sequel but here we are on the part 3! Somehow I made it :D there is going to be a whole new/other post devoted to past year. So yeah. It feels good to be back with another part of this series. ♥ Give it some love. I suggest you to reread the parts since you might have forgotten some important details! ♥

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You were happy to be in the arms of the man you loved. Happy to have people around who adored you. You were finally happy. You wished to put the past behind you, not wanting to let your loved ones know what you did. You were almost successful… until the ghosts of the past came haunting you.

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After you came home with Jungkook and Jeongsan, you got scared once again but this time due to the sudden visit of Elisabeth. She came to Hybe even before your family returned and was waiting for you in the saloon. You looked at Jungkook and when he frowned at the news, you were sure he was as unhappy with it as much as you were. You followed him to the saloon with a sleeping baby in your arms.

Elisabeth was sitting in a beautiful dress in Jungkook’s favourite armchair and from time to time she sipped from the drink she was holding. From above the glass, she smiled at Jungkook. "You look good.” She said lazily. “But then again, you always looked great.” With eyes full of desire, Elisabeth was looking at Jungkook but then she looked at you. “Poor girl. Looks like the hot weather does not do much for you. You look like a wilted flower.” With unease, you sat down on the sofa and while still holding Jeongsan in your left arm, you tried to touch up the messy hair you did not care about before. Jungkook remained indifferent and walked to the table with alcohol, after he poured himself his favourite drink, which was strong enough to help him accept Elisabeth’s presence, he asked: “To what do we owe such.... the pleasure, Elisabeth?“ The tone of his voice was rather prickly. He took the glass and made his way to stand behind the sofa you were sitting at. “We haven't seen you since when you told us about Hannah’s murder. I am curious about what you will tell us this time. I hope it is not another murder.”

“Of course not, my dear,“ Elisabeth giggled happily. “I visited my aunt and just now came back. I wanted to visit everyone else to tell them I am finally back. I am kind of disappointed that you did not miss me.“ Elisabeth sighed and stood up from the armchair handing you a little box. “This is for Jeongsan, my dear. I bought it when I was away. I...“ the fake smile on Elisabeth’s lips showed that the present for your son was not given out of affection. “Haven't given him anything yet.“

You looked down and quietly thanked her. Your confidence was not as strong as usual due to the horrifying encounter from earlier. You opened the box and saw a little silver glass engraved with Jeongsan and 1800. “Thank you, Elisabeth,“ you continued quietly. “It is very pretty.“ Elisabeth felt like she was winning and did not let it go by so easily. “It would not be right not to give Jungkook’s son a present.“ She looked at the baby in your arms that moved around a little and then opened his eyes. “Considering how close we ... were,“ she smiled, “It would be not right to ignore his son. Arent you glad, Y/N, that your son resembles his father? It would be such a pity if he resembled you, even though I expected that. I thought he would look like you – his mother. Maybe because you, yourself, look like a little child.“ You could not find words to reply to her. You were speechless at her brazen behaviour. It was hard for you to sit there comfortably when this kind of woman is trying her best to offend you. You kept quiet but your husband was not so generous.

“What. The. Fuck. Do. You. Want. Elisabeth?“

Jungkook seethed through his teeth, trying his best to not kill the blonde woman who crossed the line too many times. Elisabeth ignored him, leaned in closer to Jeongsan and to you and Jungkook she put her cleavage on full display. She poked Jeongsan below his chin, but he did not like to be touched by unfamiliar people right after he woke up. His lower lips shook and soon enough loud cries were heard as was Jeongsan pulling closer to you.

Elisabeth was stunned and her face showed how angry she was when she saw you trying to calm Jeongsan down. Jungkook smiled looking at Elisabeth from above his glass. Jeongsan was not easy to calm down though and that was the reason why you were annoyed at Elisabeth. After numerous attempts to calm him down, you sighed and unbuttoned the bodice of your dress and pulled Jeongsan closer to your left breast. The baby soon quietened but kept watching Elisabeth carefully. Jungkook chuckled, softly caressed the little feet that were hanging from your embrace and sat down next to you.

When you looked away from Jeongsan’s face for a moment, you saw Elisabeth’s frown and uneasiness. But it was only for such a brief moment, that you thought, you only imagined it. Is it possible that … that woman finally understood what it means to be the mother of Junkook’s child? It was a bond far stronger than one could imagine. Jungkook loved his son. It was obvious. No one would believe it if Jungkook left the mother of his child for any other woman. Elisabeth felt uneasy as if losing ground under her feet. She tried to regain herself but it was unnatural and inappropriate. „It is really respectable, that you are breastfeeding him, instead of getting a nanny,“ she spoke to you. „Others would do that. But as I see you are rather... housewife style and you like to do these things yourself. That, of course, takes its tool on the woman. I would not be able to do it. I would not want to be by the child’s side all the time. I would want to be bonded to the child for life.”

“No, Elisabeth” said Jungkook. “And that would be another one of many reasons why we were never compatible and would not be right for each other.” Elisabeth understood that she make a mistake, she backed away and tried to twist her words: “What I mean is, that I would not want to give all of my attention to the child only and not give any to my husband.” Jungkook chuckled. “You think I am not getting any attention, Elisabeth? I can assure you that you are wrong. Y/N has this amazing ability to show love for her son and her husband.” Elisabeth turned around and returned to the armchair by the side. She did not sit down but looked from above the shoulder at Jungkook and said: “I came here because of the trade matter. Maybe you would be interested in knowing that I am willing to sell the grounds I own. I thought I should come to you first to see, what price you are offering.”

“I see,” Jungkook noted. “Well Jungkook, it would be not nice to offer them to someone else when I know you have wanted them for so long.” Jungkook nodded. “Yes,” replied Jungkook but it didn’t look like he was uneasy nor anxious. “But if you do not want them, I will offer them to someone else who is interested.” She spat out and turned away from him. Jungkook lifted up his left eyebrow and cocked his head to the side with an amusement “To whom?”

“Well there is some-… There are people who want to buy them. I can sell them right away.” Though she was saying this, she wasn’t convinced by her own words. “Elisabeth, “ Jungkook sighed, “stop with all the pretence. The only person who wants to buy them is me. Maybe there would be some farmer willing to buy them, but I do not think they would match the price you expect.” Elisabeth turned to him. “That is not true! I can sell them to anybody!” She proclaimed. “Calm down, Elisabeth. I know exactly what you are trying to do but it will not go your way. I will tell you a few reasons why it is only me who is willing to buy them. The rich people would not profit from your few acres of the grounds. Our winery in that corner of our grounds is pretty uncared-for and no one would be willing to travel that far just for a few grounds you offer but do not sell the house. Only I can be as generous and pay as much. But do not come up to me with your tricks and think that I would panic and would give you twice as much. I am not an idiot. In a bit, we can talk about it more, but first I will rest for a while and finish my drink.”

“Jungkook, you bastard!” Elisabeth laughed. “Why are you mocking me? You were determined to buy those grounds, when I said I would sell them.” Jungkook sighed. “I am serious when doing the business, Elisabeth. I do not mock them.” He continued dryly. When Elisabeth turned and walked towards the office, leaving behind the trail of heavy perfume, Jungkook bowed down to you to breathe in the natural scent of your body that he always loved. “I will try my best to deal with her as quick as possible, my love. If you want, you can go upstairs and sleep first when you will be finished with our son. I will try to come up with something to get rid of her and then come to you quickly.”

“Yes, please, do so.” You whispered softly. “I think that I am still shaken up by the events of today. I would rather not see her again today.” You bit your lower and furrowed your eyebrows. “Oh Jungkook, she is so determined to break up apart. I hate her.” You looked down on Jeongsan who was with his small hand caressing your breast and chuckled a little bitterly. “I guess I just need to take a long bath and forget about her.” Jungkook touched your ear softly. “I will tell the boys to warm up water. Anything else, little one?” “-Yes” you replied quickly. “Kiss me and show me that woman has no chance with you.” Jungkook looked down on your trembling lips and smiled a little, knowing that soon you would be left with no doubts about his love.

And now are these grounds mine. Jungkook thought as he was walking up the stairs and was really happy that he spared you this long conversation with Elisabeth. Jungkook deeply exhaled. He has to admit that Elisabeth was persistent. She first started with a flirtatious offer to start their sexual relationship again and offered him different kinds of sexual favours that only disgusted Jungkook more and more. After that, she offered him the overreached expected price and they came to an understandable price after long, for Jungkook - unreasonably long, arguments. She begged him – throwing away the pride, threatened him that she would not sell him anything, offered herself as a whore. When Jungkook finished dealing with her, he felt like as if he was dirty, almost filthy from top to the bottom. Jungkook was wondering how low Elisabeth could go to get some money. It was not a secret that her financial situation was not good and she needs money, but you used to have more financial problems and were never willing to go as low and you never wanted to lean on anyone.

Y/N, my love. Only thought of you helped him to push away the disgust that Elisabeth brought him. He suddenly remembered at that moment while visiting the sawmill, when you were wearing only light clothes that showed more than covered. His heart beat fast. I will have to put there a lock, so she will not be as scared next time. Jungkook chuckled. He knew that near you, he is worse than deer in its mating season, only thinking about hugging you, the soft curves of your body and legs that wrap around him as he thrusts deep and hard. His blood was boiling with the thought that at first when he asked you to take off your clothes near the pond, you were too shy but after showing you all the trees, you agreed to take them off and swim. As Jungkook was waiting for you, he took off all his clothes with his desire and need fully visible. He knew you saw him and you both knew that swimming would not be the only thing you two would be doing by the pond. You jumped into the water surprised by its coldness and when you saw Jungkook approaching you, you started swimming away from him quickly. But it was all in vain. He dipped under water and he was close enough, he held you by the ankle and pulled you towards him.

Jungkook smiled at the beautiful memory from a few days ago. It was a wonderful afternoon. He opened the door to the bedroom and stood still. You were sitting in the tub looking exactly like the first time he saw you. Sweet. Desirable. Beautiful. As the light of the candle was reflecting on the droplets of water on your skin. The hair was tied up but a few stranded hairs fell down. You smiled when your husband closed the door leaned on the tub and bowed down to you. “Good evening, little one,” Jungkook whispered. With a wet finger, you caressed his soft lower lip. “Good evening, my lord.” You replied softly and pulled him in.

In September, it was time to start picking up the grapes and all kinds of farmers started bringing their harvest to the market and the streets were full of people. When Jungkook showed you the tickets for the new play in the theatre, you almost strangled him with the tight hug with the kisses. When the euphoria finally calmed down, you sat down in his lap and were looking at the tickets. You admitted it was our first time going to the theatre.

Whenever you both showed up in public, Jungkook was always at the centre of attention. He was tall, fit and very, very attractive and you were beautiful, small but with a smile that caught the eye of everyone around. When you walked into the theatre on the Main Square, everyone was looking at you two. Jungkook was wearing black pants with a black shirt but the jacket was of dark emerald green velvet colour, while you were wearing a black dress with gems, that sparkled reflecting the candlelight. The accessories Jungkook gifted you, the jewellery set from his late mother would match his attire so anyone doubting your love until now would be sure, that his eyes are only on you and that anyone who would dare to approach you, would find his demise.

As usual, you were greeted with jealous stares but also friendly welcomes. Jungkook proudly looked at you but carefully at every and each man who bowed down to your hand. Many of the young gentlemen were eager to come closer to you, hoping that you were only some distant relative of his. They were looking at you smiling, finding out you were even more beautiful than they expected. But the smiles did not last long because Jungkook smirked and pulled you closer to him, introducing you to them as his wife.

Jung Hoseok was barely seen. He decided it would be best to keep his distance. He tried his best to not look at you for too long and gave his attention to another lady. Lady Locke welcomed you with criticizing look but nodded with approval. “Y/N, my dear, this evening, you look fabulous. You will put all other ladies in shame.” She smirked and looked at Jungkook. “And looks like you are lurking, making sure no one is too close to her.” Jungkook grinned. “You knew my father, Catherine. Would you believe me if I said I am even worse?” Lady Locked closed her fan and hit Jungkook softly with it on his shoulder. “It took a rather long time and one small woman to make you figure it out. I remember when you did not care when someone else was making moves on your fling. You used to look at any and every one of the girls making sure to get them all. But now? Look at yourself. She is so enchanting you cannot take your eyes off her.” She turned to you and smiled. “I am glad he met you, dear child. I love this family and am happy whenever they have and get the best.” You approached her and softly touched her cheek with your lips saying: “Thank you, Catherine. It is really a compliment when coming from you.” “-Oh stop it,” Cathrine Locke protested. “I am stating only facts and you do not need to butter me up with your sweet words. I am not that easily impressed.” Catharine smiled and held your hand softly patting it, changing the way she spoke to a softer tone. “You do not need to say that to me, dear child. Your husband is better for that.”

Later, when they were already sitting in their seats, Jungkook was watching you more than the stage. He liked the expressions on your face whenever something happened because he knew, you were enjoying every second of it. When the actors were saying their text, you were quiet, so as not to lose any of the context. To Jungkook, you were more than enchanting and he could not look away from you. When the break started, you were talking about the story as he was sipping on the glass of wine. “I will never forget this, Jungkook. My father never took me to the theatre. It was beautiful as if living in a fairytale.” Jungkook chuckled and bend down to your ear, whispering: “Oh then it looks like I am not that good for your life, little one.” You looked up to him earnestly. “Even if so, it is too late to talk about it and I would not want to change anything. I am destined to love and to be loved. I want to own and be owned. I want to be yours, my love, and just want to be mine. You taught me a lot and taught me well… too well. You achieved everything you wanted and even more. I have to live with you, be part of you and if we were not bound by the marriage and you will still sail the word on the ship, I would sail with you as your mistress and our love would be sacred for me. And if you despise me for willingly agreeing to this, I do not care.”

Jungkook kept looking into your eyes, raising his hand to your lips and kissing you softly. “If you were my mistress, I would have to lock you up so any other man would not be able to take you away from me. And you are an excellent teacher as well. That selfish bachelor you used to know is now preferring the safety of marriage. I like every minute of the life I spend with you, even more, the one whenever I can say that you are mine and only mine.” You smiled softly and it was obvious that you were looking at Jungkook with so much love. “You should not be looking like that at me.” He whispered. “How?” you asked not breaking the eye contact. “Like when you look at me while we are making love. As if life could go on without us and you would care.” You replied gently: “I really would not care” Jungkook grinned. “If you do not stop with that, little one, I will not be able to wait till the end of the play. You are testing my limits.” You giggled but stopped when you noticed Jungkook was looking somewhere behind you surprised. You turned around to see Elisabeth approaching you. You were unsure of his reaction until you saw the dress she was wearing. It was the same dress you gave to the merchant. The one you wore when you met him for the first time. It was obvious Elisabeth had them changed a little to match the newest trend so one would have a fancier dress than her. For a chaste woman, the sheerness of the dress would be shocking, but Elisabeth did not care about those things such as chastity since it looked like she even used lipstick to emphasize her nipples.

“Good evening, Jungkook,” said Elisabeth as she stopped by you two. She noticed as both of you are looking at her attire. “I see that my dress grabbed your attention. They are wonderful, right? Timothy made it especially for me after I saw the original at his shop and since we are friends, he put the other one away so no other woman would have the same dress as me.” Jungkook raised his brow and asked full of curiosity. “What was wrong with the other dress, if I may ask? You said he had to make a second one for you.” Elisabeth smirked as she noticed Jungkook is really asking about her. “No, nothing was wrong with them, but they were too small for anyone to wear. Not even Y/N with her small body would fit them. Even she would be too big for them.” You and Jungkook exchanged a glance. “Well, then they really had to be too small.”

“I really wanted to have the same one the moment I noticed them.” Elisabeth continued chipperly. “And now I am really glad I urged Timothy to finish them. I am glad I caught your attention, my dear, I see I was successful.” She pretended to be embarrassed. “Well, of course, I thought it might not be only because of the dress, but since it was in front of your wife…” Jungkook looked calmy at Elisabeth. “Your dress reminds me of the dress my wife was wearing when we first met, Elisabeth.” He replied dryly. “That dress is like a treasure to me, thanks to the memories it holds.”

Elisabeth’s face turned to stone, she furiously looked at you and then smiled full of satisfaction. „Where did you get such money to buy that kind of dress? You had to work hard to be able to get them. But if your husband would like to see you in this kind of dress, then I suggest you meet my tailor. He is here, this evening. He can do miracles. I am sure you will be satisfied with his work.“ You noticed how Jungkook stiffened next to you. „I doubt I would like that, Elisabeth.“ He replied. „I liked it when Y/N wears clothes made by women.“ Elisabeth laughed aggressively. „ Oh Gosh, Jungkook, do not tell me you feel jealousy at your age.“ Jungkook pulled you closer and caressed your bare flesh shoulder. „When it comes to Y/N, I am always jealous of whoever looks at here, even of whoever thinks of her.“

Elisabeth felt the jealousy run through her veins as she saw him slowly caressing your shoulder, remembering the feeling on her own skin, all the arousing feelings that had never been matched before she met Jungkook, nor after he left her. Elisabeth glared at you with hatred and then quickly looked away to regain her composure. „Well... anyway. You have to meet Timothy, my dear. Maybe he can give you a few suggestions on what to wear as it appears you do not have much to show off. He really can do miracles with a body that looks like a child’s. Wait here, I will bring him to you.”

You looked uncertainly at your husband as Elisabeth walked away only to find him smiling. „If she knew everything about the dress, she would surely kill that poor man.“ He chuckled. „I am certain that the dress he has is yours.“ You kept looking at him. „She looks beautiful in it, right?“ You murmured and Jungkook looked down and you and moved his hands to your waist to pull you closer. „Not as lovely as you did that night, not any other night or day... or every moment or second.“ You smiled, finally reassured and looked at Elisabeth yet again and she disappeared into the crowd of people.

You almost forgot the woman existed for a moment as Jungkook brought your attention to different – more pleasant things. Soon the calmness was over as a strange feeling kept creeping on you. The same weird, strange, dark feeling you felt a few days ago at the mill. You knew someone was staring at you but the intenseness was completely far from normal. You turned to the side where you got that feeling from and saw him. All the colour your face held just disappeared. Next to Elisabeth was standing a man but his eyes were all on you. He did not seem to be surprised by your appearance. He nodded his head as if to acknowledge you and smirked. It was him. The smirk was too horrible to forget. There was no other person in the entire world who would smirk like that. Whose smirk would scare you so much. Timothy Buck.

a/n: For those who do not remember, please refer to your little games pt 15. ♥ Also please, let me know how if I should fix my writing style. It has been months since I typed down anything really :P

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