Y/N, a girl born into a family of three. Herself, her mother and her father. They were like every other family. That is until eight years ago when her parents were killed for reasons she did not know of.
Ever since that day, someone kept an eye on...
Y/n pov. By the time I've ended my call with Sheena, Vanessa and Sarah, I was really tired. Oh, and, The boyz met my friends. They sounded so protective which made me felt a little uncomfortable.
*Flashback* "Y/n?" I heard Sunwoo said as he came into my room. "Oh, Sunwoo, I'm calling my friends right now," I whispered, signaling it wasn't the right time. "Hey," Sunwoo said as he came unto my bed hugging me. Gaining attention from my friends. "Oh.. my... Sunwoo? Sunwoo right?" Sarah questioned. "How did you know he is-." "The Boyz are hella famous! They are like one of the toughest mafia groups in Korea! Of course, we know." Sarah replied, earning a nod from the other two.
"Are they hurting you anywhere? If they ever do I'll crush their bones." Vanessa said cracking her knuckles. "No, no don't worry, they vowed to keep me safe. I hope.." I muttered the last 2 words "Don't worry, we won't hurt her, never," Sunwoo said still having hands on my waist.
*End of flashback*
Author's pov. After all, those calling and talking Y/n didn't know it was already evening. She went into the bathroom to take a shower and put on these clothes.
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(without the shoes of course)
"Y/n!" I turned my head and see Eric coming into my room. "Almost time for dinner darling, I'll bring you down and Sangyeon wants to discuss something with you as well okay?" I smiled and nodded at Eric.
I walked down to the kitchen greeted by New cooking. "Oh, hey." He greeted me. "I'm almost done cooking okay? Sit here, and wait for me." I sat in the kitchen's counter stool and I watched New finish cooking
The boys started filling the kitchen one by one, always remembering to greet me.
Once New finished cooking, we all took our seats by the long dining table. I sat beside Juyeon and Hakyeon, as I started to feast on the food because I was really hungry after all the shopping and talking with, my friends.
"Y/n?" Sangyeon broke the silence as all eyes were on him.
"I'll need to explain and brief some rules and regulations to you," he continued. "Firstly, you'll train with us from now on, sharpen your skills in all aspects needed, so that you can go on missions with us." He said with a serious look on his face.
"Secondly, princess, don't ever think of escaping or disobeying us okay?" He said seriously and mockingly, expression as if he was threatening me. "Punishments will be given if one rule is broken."
I gulped and nodded quickly.
"Lastly, tomorrow, Kevin will have you tattoo what you see here on my arm." Sangyeon said, lifting his sweater revealing a rose tattoo.
"What for? And why?" I asked Sangyeon not wanting to do it.
"You're ours you know? Of course you'll need the group signature on it princess." Sangyeon said as the others nodded in agreement.
" Punishments are that you'll sleep with each of us every day, or Changmin will torture you," I fiddled my hands nervously "That's what he's best at." I heard Hyunjae mumbled, earning a hummed from Changmin as he sipped his orange juice.
"Tomorrow marks your first day of training with them okay? Be good." Sangyeon ordered.
Author's pov
Y/n was scared and nervous because of what Sanyeon had just told her, she was scared, scared of what would happen to her if she disobeys them.
It wouldn't be like what Sanyeon said right? She thought.
Just within a day, her life changed completely, knowing herself, she was from a well-off family who had lots of power and money, but she wanted to live a normal life with her good friends and continue to high school, and college.
But just the next day, she became the 'princess' of one of the strongest Mafia group alive. She never knew what was ahead of her, she kept on livng on not knowing what was her goals and dreams.
And most importantly......
Wheather ........
She could trust them, trust those boys who brought her in and 'claimed' that it was her parents last wish.
She came to a goal, not to fully trust them just yet, but to find out the truth on how her parents died, and what was their wished said to the boyz, were they really telling the truth.
Or just faking it, to use her name to gain powers, because they know, her parents were the definition of 'power', 'fame' and 'rich'.
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