Jimin and Taehyung -- sons of the two most dangerous mafia of the entire country, cold blood of hate towards each other ran through their veins
But being tangled in each other's sheets when night fell was another story that ought to be told.
Mafia...
"Darling, don't you want to look stunning, I swear to God your body will look more hot in this dress"
"I'm not wearing any of it, don't you understand that?"
Jimin added as he was making jimin lose his temper, he was trying to be patient for the past last hour but he was testing it horribly, "your husband asked us to make you wear something like that" he harshly said, jimin's lips sealed after hearing that
'Taehyung knew how sensitive it is for me, he would never do that....but he wants to take his revenge'
"I know a lot of other ways to hurt you Kim Jimin"
'Is this his way to take revenge on me? teasing me on something like that...no he wouldn't, don't misunderstand him again jimin, don't be stupid'
"Can I talk to him for a sec?" Jimin asked, his eyes were shining with diamonds building up inside, he walked towards his bed and then he remembered he doesn't have a mobile phone taehyung took his, he came back scratching his neck
"Umm...can you call him... my phone is dead"
The man sighed boredly taking out his phone from his jeans pocket and dialing taehyung's number after some ringing, he received the call
"What?"
"Uhm...taehyung..the clothes he's showing I don't want to wear that, can I wear from one of mine?"
Jimin asked begging from his inside to get a positive response from him, "wear whatever he wants you to, you are living there like a prisoner not a fucking princess"
"B-but I'm not comfortable with wearing these clothes"
"The bullet shot in me wasn't so comfortable too, burying my father in the ground wasn't so comfortable too but I had to do it anyway"
Jimin kept quiet letting the diamonds shed from his eyes, he handed the phone back to him and says in a monotone
"g-give me whatever you like"
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After hours which felt like an eternity they got done with jimin's makeover, there wasn't much needed since jimin was blessed with heavenly beauty, that caught everyone's heart standing in the room when he walked out wearing a black lace dress that hugged his body greater than a glove could fit a hand, straps going up his shoulders
the lace around his stomach and at the hem of the dress revealed his milky skin in the slightest of manners teasing the eyes of everyone that laid them upon him. elbow-high black gloves went up his hands and thigh straps went down his holy thighs attaching themselves to knee-high socks
"Look how gorgeous you look"
The man from earlier showed him a huge mirror placed in the room, Jimin looked at himself in the mirror, if it was the older jimin he would love that but this jimin felt like dyin after seeing himself
He throws his head back to make his tears not fall and smudge the hours of hard work of the artists, jimin turned around, he can no longer see himself in the mirror, it makes him feel more disgusting, the clothes taehyung makes him wear, aren't something he likes on him but they're just a part of his revenge
the lady walked in, she didn't say anything as she stare at jimin for a while before bowing down "the master asked me to tell you to take care of the guests he'll join shortly" she said still in bowing position, after that she left trying her best to not look at jimin
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With his heart beating like warning sirens jimin walked downstairs catching everyone's eye, their eyes runs cold around jimin's body making him want to dig a hole in the ground and get buried inside of it, he wanted to run away, away from all of this, but there wasn't any place for him to run to, there wasn't anyone who would hold him in his arm and whisper
"You are so strong"
He took a deep breath as the words taehyung told him a long ago, he repeats them in his brain like a song, every eye looked at him hungrily as he walked passed through them trying to find someone he knew
Finally, he recognized someone he met before at some party, he went to with his father "Mr lee, glad to see a familiar face" jimin talked skillfully hiding his trembling self behind the mask, "Mr. Park I mean Mr. Kim, I didn't know such a beauty as you would remember me but it's my pleasure"
He chuckled sipping on his wine, jimin mentally cringed at his words but something was making him feel so uncomfortable, his eyes, roaming at jimin's body like it's his property or as it was on show to watch, jimin shifts uncomfortably under his gaze it was getting hard for him to stay there so he walked away
And looks for a place where he could stay alone, he took the juice from the waiter and went straight to the empty corner of the hall where the couches were placed for the guests as the hungry stares followed him eyeing his every move, he sat down with crossed leg gulping down the juice from his shaking hands
Thinking if taehyung would get mad at him for not taking care of his guests but he couldn't care less about them at this rate, jimin was like fresh prey stuck in the chamber of predators who was ready to fill their desires but was too afraid to touch the prey who belongs to Kim Taehyung
But one of them didnt think about the consequences of his actions as he walked towards jimin and sat beside him closer than he should
"You alone?" He asked his voice was smooth and soft like honey
"Uhm, no I'm waiting for my husband, Kim Taehyung" jimin replied he never called him his husband and it felt oddly satisfying to call him that
"Ohh, too bad i got late" he added making jimin rolled his eyes but the next thing he did makes jimin froze in his place, he placed his hand on jimin's bare thighs "but it's never too late" he caressed his milky skin softly as jimin quickly slapped his hand away, and a slap landed across the man's face making him glare at jimin with rage
'I shouldn't have done that taehyung will get mad at me for insulting his guest, what do i do now?'
"How dare you to hit me? You fucking slut"
He grabbes jimin's arms harshly making jimin wince in pain as his breathing fasten, fear was building inside of him and it was showing on his face the tears in his eyes were threatening to come out but before the tear reach out of his eye the man who promises to protect him came to fulfill his promise
The blood oozed out of the throat of a man holding jimin's arms, a sharp blade was cut through his throat and was was dig on the wall behind him now, his head dropped down in bowing position Infront of jimin before he dropped on the ground his body started squirming in pain and the soul left his poor body which was thinking of doing horrifying things to the treasure of his killer, Kim Taehyung
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