[ 𝗬/𝗡'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩 ]
It's another day in the office. It's been a busy and long day but at-least I have one more meeting for the day and it happens to be with Jungkook.
It's going to only be him and I, going over the project with our final revisions.
I stop at the door of the meeting room to take a deep breath and put on my brave face on, acting like everything is fine. This is business, I have to always be professional.
I finally open the door and force a smile, but I freeze at the door, astounded to find an unexpected person seating there in his black suit.
It's Taehyung.
He is seated back onto his chair, as his eyes catches mine. A half smile immediately appears on his face as I stand there at the door in shocked to see him seating there.
But where's Jungkook?
"Mr. Kim, I didn't expect to see you," I timidly speak, feeling nervous in his presence all of a sudden."I thought it was going to be with, Mr. Jeon."
"Well, nice to see you Ms. Kim.'" Taehyung smirks, then gets up and bow towards me. "Jungkook was too busy with other work, and had asked me to come in for him instead."
"Oh I see. Well, it's nice to have you here...Mr. Kim." I walk towards the seat across him and slightly bow before seating.
"Y/n, you can drop the formalities," Taehyung utters. "I mean, I get we're in a business setting, but it feels weird you calling me Mr. Kim."
I couldn't help but smile. He's right. It felt weird being formal to an old friend like Taehyung.
"Okay, Taehyung oppa." I chuckle and an amuse smile appears on his face.
"How have you been, y/n?" He asks. For some reason he looks so intimidating today or is just my nerves getting the best of me?
Maybe because I haven't seen him in this is type of setting before. He was a friendly normal guy at home but I can't help notice how different he is with such an intimidating aura, like the way he is at mafia meetings.
"I'm been doing...well," I say meekly, trying hard not to show my growing nervousness around him. "How about you?"
"You sure you're doing well? You don't need to lie to me." Taehyung looks me deep in the eyes and examines me, but soon digresses. "But it's okay, I'm here for business. You can tell me once we're out of this business setting."
Is he implying that we will hang out...outside the business meeting?
I feel myself getting tense once again with that idea. But I put on my professional demeanour and get right into business. "Okay, uh let's get started."
***
The meeting is finally over as I sigh out in relief, closing my laptop in-front of me. I was a little hesitant at first having to go over the project with Taehyung, since it was initially with Jungkook, but Taehyung was able to do well and had actually knew everything that's going on about the project.
I get myself up from my seat getting ready to leave. "Thank you Taehyung for your time." I bow my head. "I hope you enjoy the rest of your day."
He immediately gets up and nod his head. "Thank you as well, y/n." There was familiarity in his voice. It wasn't the businessman voice but the friendly and kind Taehyung I had always known. I realized his demeanour looks more friendlier too. I badly just want to stay here with him and just talk to him.
I wanted to still be friends and hang out despite our current situation. But I don't know if that's going work now, since my future husband is rivals with his mafia.
But I didn't have the confidence to talk to him. Instead I push the chair in and dreadfully walk towards the door.
"Wait Y/n," Taehyung abruptly says, making me stop in my tracks.
I turn to face him. "Yes, Taehyung?"
"I was wondering, if you wanted to have dinner with me...uh tonight?" He asks, with a hint of nervousness on his face. "After you finish work. I mean...if that's okay with your fiancé."
I'm taken back from Taehyung's sudden offer but without thinking I immediately answer, "Uh...yeah sure! I'll be done soon actually." I try hard to hide the excitement in my voice. But I think he noticed as a smirk appears on his face.
"Great." He smiles, then glance at this watch. "I just gotta deal with something real quick, and I'll come pick you up."
I give him a smile. "Okay, I'll text you and let you know when I finish up."
"You should inform Jimin first before his ten million guards in this building come at me." He chuckles as he places his hands onto his pocket.
He's right I should let Jimin know first. Jimin isn't controlling nor did he ever make me feel like I had to ask him for permission. I never had to with him. He made sure I was my own person, making my own decisions. But since it's Taehyung, I know I had to at-least inform him.
***
[ 𝗝𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗻'𝘀 𝗣𝗢𝗩 ]
I place my phone back into my pocket, after getting notified from one of the guards in the PMK building that Taehyung had come into the building for the meeting in placement of Jungkook.
I'm not worried at all. I much rather have Taehyung than Jungkook alone with y/n. And plus I had much more on my mind at this moment. My mind is somewhere else, still trying to find and prove y/n isn't the killer and also the wedding that is happening next week.
Everything has been planned already, she just needs to pick out her wedding dress. I'm not worried about normal things that people stress about in weddings—although I wish that was my stress—it was something else about the wedding that was stressing me.
I finally turn around to face the boys sitting down on the conference table. Namjoon is busy on his laptop while Yoongi is causally sitting back in his chair, looking lost in his thoughts.
"Why did you rush the wedding so quick?" Namjoon suddenly asks me as he finally realizes I got off the phone.
"Yeah, what's up with all that? It's so sudden." Yoongi cuts into the conversation. "It just can't be because you want her to be yours on paper that badly." He pauses for a second. "I mean what really is the difference?"
I take a deep sigh. "I don't know bro." The two stare at me blankly as I take a moment. "To be honest, I haven't been feeling the same."
"What do you mean?" Namjoon interrupts me. "You two seem like lovers again. Is something wrong between you two that we don't know about?"
"Nah everything is good...but I just can't stop thinking about that night I found them together at the lake house." I had tried to bury that deep in my memory and act like I've never seen any of it. It was just the way way she smiled when they were dancing together. It was a type of smile I've never seen before. She...looked sincerely happy. Then finding out they slept in the same bed together when we were saying in his mansion. Although she didn't do that on purpose but it still hurts.
"I don't know...I," I pause, trying my to express myself to my hyungs. I wanted to let go of my emotions before it eats me alive. "I just been feeling doubtful about me and her. I mean I love her...but I guess you can say it made me feel insecure, and uncertain about us." I can see a smirk appear on Yoongi's face but I ignored it. "I just really feel like if Jungkook really wanted to...he can really take her away from me. And one day I just feel like...she won't pick me."
"Jiminah, don't tell me you're marrying her this quick only because you know that once you two get married, there is no way out of the marriage." Yoongi sits back onto his chair and folds his hand at the back of his head.
"Of course not," I snarl, feeling defensive. "I love her bro. I just want her by my side. But I'm not going to lie, I also thought that having this wedding now, will put me at ease. Make me feel secured...you know."
There's a a short moment of silence before Namjoon finally speaks, "I mean, I understand bro. You been by y/n's side through everything, and Jungkook just always have to be in the way of things."
"But I know damn well that once you two are married, Jungkook can never take y/n back even if y/n ends up wanting him,"Yoongi adds, then sighs in defeat. "But if that's what you think can help, then by all means bro...whatever makes you happy...I guess."
But Yoongi is right. Once we do get married, y/n has no option to divorce me. Once anyone marries a mafia boss, there's no escape. You marry into the mafia mob and forever be in the mafia world. Many Dons don't ever divorce their wives even if they don't love them, that's why they usually have mistresses. But it's not like they have a choice. Their wives would know too much and their enemies would use their wives against them.
And even if y/n decided she wanted Jungkook once we're married, Jungkook can't even be with her. If it was a normal marriage between normal couples, then she could have divorce me. But Jungkook and I are mafia bosses. There was no way y/n could hop from me then to Jungkook. He wouldn't even allow it. It's just how the mafia works. Once y/n and I are married, it's like also taking an oath and loyalty to the mob.
"But you know Jungkook was smart. He faked the whole marriage with y/n," Namjoon suddenly says, and looks to be in a deep thought.
"Okay and?" Yoongi scoffs, then suddenly it looks like something clicks in his brain. "Oh, you mean the fact that he faked the whole marriage just to get the Don position quick and then planned to drop y/n afterwards?" He chuckles to himself, and sarcastically say, "Yeah, he's definitely a genius for that."
"No, that's not what I meant," Namjoon sneers. "Y/n had told us Jungkook only married her because he wanted to get the Don position and he had seen her as someone he could take advantage of easily—"
"Yeah, I know where you're getting at, " I cut him off, somewhat shocked that he also had the same thought as me. "I've thought about this before..."
"What are you two talking about?" Yoongi asks, looking confused as ever. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. So Jungkook used y/n to get the Don position and had her as his wife because she was naive and dumb—" he stops as he notices my glare. "What?" He scoffs. "Did you not remember the first time we had met her? She willingly stayed and didn't bother calling the police or anything, like don't get me wrong I love y/n but how naive and dumb can you be to stay in a house full of guys you don't even know?"
"Watch how you speak about my future wife who will soon be your own boss as well," I threatened him.
"Anyways, so what's the big deal with what he done?" Yoongi asks again, ignoring what I had said.
"Yes, Jungkook did admit all of that to y/n," Namjoon further explains himself of what he thinks of the situation. "But I don't think that's all the reason."
"What do you mean?" Yoongi looks irritated that he wasn't getting where Namjoon and I are getting at.
"He had protected y/n," I say quickly, even though part of me didn't want to admit it.
"Huh?" He looks at me puzzled.
"Think about it Yoongi," Namjoon says. "Yes, he did use her for the position. But he sure kept in mind to keep her safe." Yoongi stares at Namjoon blankly. "Since the wedding was fabricated, she never really married into the mafia."
Yoongi still has a blank expression on his face as he blinks owlishly.
"Considering y/n's stories living in that house, it seems Jungkook made sure no mafia shit was brought up to her," Namjoon further explains to a slow-witted Yoongi. "No one even knew the wedding happened. No one knew the great Don Jungkook of the then Jeon Mafia was married to Kim y/n. He really meant to only use her for the Don position then ensured he fake divorce her and let her go. In that way he already got the Don position and y/n was safe—away from the mafia."
"But I guess..." He pauses, as he looks at me with hesitation. "I guess he had fallen for her and yeah...you know the rest."
Yoongi seems to finally be getting it and goes into a deep thought, stroking his non-existent beard. "Oh I get it. Homeboy never planned on ever telling her that he was a mafia boss because he knew he was going to drop her once he got the Don position. But even though he was using her, he ensured she would be safe afterwards by never really putting her in the mafia world because the wedding was fabricated."
Yoongi just basically restated Namjoon's words. Suddenly our conversation gets interrupted from a ringing phone. I realize it's mine.
I pull out my phone and it was one of the guards that had informed me about Taehyung. I just knew I had to take this call.
I turned my back towards the boys and answered the call. "What's up?"
"Don Jimin—" The guard gets interrupted by another ringing phone. It's my other phone—my personal one.
"Hold on, give me a second," I tell the guard on the phone. "I'll call you back."
I answer my personal phone. "Yes, baby?"
"Jimin..." y/n says my name as if she was in trouble or something. "I was calling to uh...let you know that I'm gonna be eating out for dinner tonight with...an old friend of mine." There was nervousness in her voice.
"Hm..." I wonder what friend. "Alright, with who?"
There's short silence before she says, "With...Taehyung."
I take a moment before replying to her revelation. "Okay baby."
"Okay...?" She sounds surprised.
"Yeah, just be sure to be careful."
"Okay!" There was great excitement in her voice, more than I liked it to be.
Although part of me wanted to tell her no. I had to tell myself I can't control her or have her resenting me—especially that the wedding is coming up in a few days.
"Alright, be safe baby," I tell her. "I love you."
"Love you."
I hang up the phone and turn towards the boys, already waiting for me to tell them what y/n and I were talking about.
"What's up?" Namjoon asks, noticing my stressful expression.
"It's y/n," I sigh. "She's going out for dinner...with Taehyung. But it's whatever bro." I pull out my other phone and immediately sent out a text towards the guards.
"Are you sure it's whatever?" Yoongi chuckles. "Your insecurity is showing again. I can tell you're mad as fuck. I already know you just sent out the entire SWAT team to watch her now that she's with Taehyung."
"It's not Taehyung, I'm trying to protect her from," I scold him. "It's our enemies."
I could tell Yoongi doesn't seem to believe me. "But they're out together, aren't you worried?" Namjoon asks.
"Yeah, and doesn't that underboss have a thing for her too?" Yoongi grins. I could tell he's just trying to get on my nerves.
I ignore Yoongi's comment and glance at Namjoon. "Trust me, she's a lot safer with Taehyung by his side then she is with the guards watching her."
Although deep down I'm actually nervous of the two together alone. But I didn't want to show it.
"I'm not worried," I tell them again. "Like I said, I trust y/n. And if there's one thing I know for sure about my old buddy Taehyung, he's loyal to any friend."