Scandalous Mrs. Kim
Prologue
Jeon Jungkook knew two things for certain:
One, life was unfair.
Two, his assistant had terrible taste in novels.
He flipped shut the book "His Cold CEO Heart" with a scowl. A cold-blooded billionaire. A plucky rookie actress. A contract marriage that bloomed into love.
And in the middle of it all?
A pitiful, fashion-disaster of a fiancé named Jeon Jungkook — discarded, humiliated, and driven to an early grave.
Lee Jungkook (MC/ actor)
"TCH. If that were me, I’d cling onto the male lead's thigh until I lived to a hundred," Jungkook scoffed.
The universe, apparently, had been listening.
When he opened his eyes, Jungkook found himself lying in a luxury penthouse, city lights sprawling out beneath towering glass windows. Heavy designer clothes clung to his frame, and a glance in the mirror showed him the tragic clown the novel described — glittering makeup, mismatched neon clothes, and desperation written all over.
He was inside the novel.
Inside the body of that doomed extra.
Jeon Jungkook, unwanted fiancé of Kim Taehyung.
Lee Jungkook (MC/ actor)
"... Great," Jungkook muttered darkly.
One thing was clear:
Kim Taehyung was no ordinary person.
He was the kind of man who could make someone disappear without so much as a headline.
Survival meant staying close.
Closer than close.
At first, Jungkook’s only plan was to shamelessly cling to Taehyung’s golden thigh, acting like the most loyal fiancé the world had ever seen.
But the longer he stayed, the clearer it became — nothing was more reliable than building his own wealth. His skills, his fame — he could still rebuild it here.
Of course, none of that mattered if Taehyung decided to crush him like an ant.
So Jungkook grinned at his reflection, bright and unrepentant, brushing glitter off his cheek.
Lee Jungkook (MC/ actor)
"Hug his thigh? Baby, I’m gonna superglue myself there and smile while doing it."
A good script to die for...
Minji (Jungkook's assistant)
"Hyung, I swear, if you mess up this scene, I’m resigning and moving to Jeju Island."
*She grumbled, thrusting a coffee into Jungkook’s hand*
Lee Jungkook (MC/ actor)
*Jungkook, sprawled lazily on the leather couch, lifted an eyebrow.*
"Relax, Min-Min. I was born to cry on cue and die prettily. It's a gift."
Minji (Jungkook's assistant)
"Not funny."
*she huffed, pulling out a lint roller to attack his already immaculate suit.*
Minji (Jungkook's assistant)
"This movie could bag you another Daesang. Just—be careful, okay?"
The studio buzzed around them.
Cameras positioned. Lights adjusted.
Tonight's scene was critical — the emotional breakdown of the second lead character: the pitiful, jilted fiancé
Jungkook tossed the worn script onto the table beside him, stretching lazily.
It was based on a popular novel — "My Cold CEO and Our Contract Love."
The story was cliché at best:
A self-made billionaire from a royal family.
A plucky entertainment rookie.
A drunken mistake, a contract marriage, inevitable love.
The female lead shone brightly, growing from nobody to movie queen.
The male lead — Kim Taehyung — remained cold, ruthless, powerful.
And Jeon Jungkook?
The abandoned fiancé.
Painted in heavy makeup and eccentric clothes.
Pathetic, unloved, and discarded like a forgotten toy.
Lee Jungkook (MC/ actor)
Tch...
*He clicked his tongue, flipping through the script.*
"Seriously, did they have to make him this sad? I'd rather be the villain than a soggy tissue."
Minji (Jungkook's assistant)
*Minji snorted.*
"You're the only actor who complains about too much drama. Just win the award and buy me a new car, yeah?"
Lee Jungkook (MC/ actor)
"Deal"
*Jungkook grinned, tossing her a wink.*
The director called out: "Actors to your marks! Ready for the fall scene in three... two... one..."
Jungkook slipped effortlessly into character.
Brokenhearted.
Eyes glassy with unshed tears.
Lost and humiliated.
He stumbled onto the crosswalk set, city lights blurring behind him.
A black car, headlights blinding, sped toward him.
Perfectly choreographed.
He heard the driver’s shouted warning a split second too late.
Something was wrong.
The car wasn’t slowing.
It was accelerating.
Jungkook’s breath hitched.
No stunt cables.
No padding.
No fake impact.
Real panic clawed at him.
He tried to move — too slow. The collision sent him flying.
The world twisted into fragments — cold marble, glittering chandeliers, the taste of iron in his mouth.
And then—
Blackness.
The pain was sharp, blinding, and disorienting.
Jungkook couldn’t breathe. His chest felt heavy, like an anchor had dropped on top of him.
Was he dead?
He squeezed his eyes shut, the taste of blood still fresh on his tongue. He tried to move, but his limbs felt like they were made of stone.
Jungkook opened his eyes, blinking rapidly, only to be met with the sterile white walls of a hospital room.
A nurse was nearby, adjusting some machines, her back turned to him.
He gasped, sitting up too quickly, only to be met with a sharp jolt of pain in his head.
Lee Jungkook (MC/ actor)
“Ahh—”
*he groaned, placing a hand to his forehead.*
💭 What the hell is going on?
Lee Jungkook (MC/ actor)
The nurse turned around at the sound of his movement, her eyes widening in surprise.
Nurse
“Oh, you’re awake, Mr. Jeon!”
*she exclaimed, rushing to his side.*
“You’ve been unconscious for several hours. How are you feeling?”
Jungkook stared at her, confused. Mr. Jeon? The name echoed in his head for a moment before he shook it off. He was clearly groggy, his mind still too foggy to make sense of things.
Lee Jungkook (MC/ actor)
“I…”
*Jungkook trailed off, glancing down at himself. His clothes were hospital-issued, a stark white gown with an IV in his arm. Nothing made sense. His head heavy as foreign memories kept flooding inside his brain*
First encounter with ML
The door opened with a soft click.
A man stepped inside — tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in a black suit that clung to him like a second skin. His features were sculpted to perfection, and his aura screamed money, power, and... distance.
Jungkook’s breath caught.
Exactly like the novel described. No—better. In person, he was devastating.
But the moment their eyes met, Jungkook flinched.
Because Taehyung’s gaze was colder than winter. He looked at Jungkook like he was something unpleasant stuck to the bottom of his shoe.
Kim Taehyung (ML/MC fiance)
“So you’re awake"
*Taehyung said, voice smooth, almost lazy, as if he couldn't care less. His eyes swept over Jungkook with no interest at all, just a hollow, tired kind of disdain.*
Jungkook blinked, unsure how to respond.
Before he could open his mouth, Taehyung continued, tone dipped in icy sarcasm.
Kim Taehyung (ML/MC fiance)
*He asked*
“What’s the plan this time?Throw yourself off the building next? Or maybe stage a little overdose for extra drama?”
Jeon Jungkook (MC/ML fiance)
*Words hit Jungkook like a slap. He stared, stunned.*
“What...?”
Kim Taehyung (ML/MC fiance)
*letting out a quiet, humorless laugh, stuffing his hands casually into his pockets.*
“Save the act, Jungkook. I’m not interested. If you’re trying to guilt-trip me, don’t bother. It’s pathetic.”
The air between them turned suffocating.
Jungkook’s hands clenched the bedsheets unconsciously. His mind spun.
Was the original Jungkook... driven this far?
Jeon Jungkook (MC/ML fiance)
“Listen, I think there’s been some—”
*he started, voice rough.*
Kim Taehyung (ML/MC fiance)
*cut him off without mercy.*
“Don’t waste my time.”
He took a few steps closer, looming over the bed.
Jungkook instinctively shrank back, confused, hurting, furious all at once.
Kim Taehyung (ML/MC fiance)
“You wanted to be tied to me so badly, right?”
*His voice dropping lower, harsher.*
“Congratulations. You got what you wanted. A fiancé you’ll never touch. A life you’ll never live.”
Jungkook swallowed hard.
Taehyung’s lip curled slightly in disgust, like he couldn't believe he was even speaking to him.
Kim Taehyung (ML/MC fiance)
“One more stunt"
*His voice cold as ice*
“and next time, don’t expect anyone to find you in time.”
Without another word, Taehyung turned on his heel and left. The door shut with a heavy click, leaving behind a silence so thick Jungkook could hear his own heartbeat.
For a few minutes, he sat there frozen, staring at the door like it might swing open again.
It didn’t.
Kim Taehyung was gone — cold, disinterested, and disgusted — just like the novel said he would be.
Jungkook leaned back against the pillows, letting out a hollow laugh.
Jeon Jungkook (MC/ML fiance)
"So that's how it is, huh?"
*he whispered to the empty room.*
Memories from his old life flickered like dying embers — the smell of the movie set, the feel of the script pages between his fingers, the voice of his assistant whining at him to take a break.
“Hyung, you have to read this book! It’s full of drama, betrayal — you'll love it! You should read it to have better understanding of script"
He could still hear her voice teasing him.
He had read the damn novel back then, breezing through it between filming scenes.
A trashy love story, predictable but addicting — where the strong, cold Main Lead finds unexpected warmth and love with the Female Lead.
Except...
Except for the side character.
The abandoned fiancé.
The boy who tried too hard, loved too deeply, and was thrown away like trash.
Jeon Jungkook.
Jungkook clenched his fists tightly, the IV line pulling uncomfortably against his skin.
The book hadn’t spared much sympathy for him.
From the Female Lead’s perspective, Jungkook had always been painted as pitiful, annoying, desperate.
Wearing too much makeup. Dressing ridiculously. Trying to cling onto Taehyung, who never even looked at him properly.
Until finally, after the engagement broke, he withered away in the background — dying quietly, almost like an afterthought.
Jungkook swallowed the sour taste rising in his throat.
Jeon Jungkook (MC/ML fiance)
💭And now... I’m him.
Taehyung and the Female Lead.
A chance encounter at a party.
A drugged drink.
A drunken mistake turning into a contract marriage.
Taehyung, who had been cold to everyone, slowly melting under the Female Lead’s sincerity.
Their growing love.
Their happiness.
While Jungkook — the original Jungkook — was cast aside like garbage, deemed too clingy, too fake, too much.
Jungkook exhaled slowly, a humorless smile tugging at his lips.
Jeon Jungkook (MC/ML fiance)
"Funny"
*he muttered.*
"Back then, I just thought he was pathetic."
He pressed his hand against his chest, feeling the faint, steady beat under his palm.
It hurt to admit it — how easily he had judged when he didn’t understand.
Now, he understood perfectly.
Desperation was ugly.
Loneliness was uglier.
And unrequited love... was the ugliest thing of all.
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