The Future Bride [EXO's Sehun]

Prologue

Author's Diary :

My first fanfic! :D

As the title says, it's for EXO's Sehun, who happens to be my bias, though I do have my fair list of bias wreckers. 

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"Minah! Wake up!" Somebody yelled at me. Paying no heed, I buried myself deeper in my warm bed. It was the middle of the night and a sliver of moonlight streamed in through the opne window at the far end of my huge room.

"Minah! Minah, wake up!" I felt myself being shaken violently. My eyes flew open as I woke up to face my personal maid Hanna in hysterics.

"What's going on?" I asked irritably. Did she really want to incur my wrath and get fired or worse?

"They're coming down on us!" She wailed as tears streamed down her face. "Somebody let them know our hideout!"

I was about to ask who but suddenly as fullisade of shots rang into the air and the glass of the window at my room shattered to pieces.

"We know you're in there. Drop your weapons and come out, we have the place surrounded!" A man's voice called from outside. The shots were still ringing in my ear as Hanna grabbed my hand and dragged me down the spiral staircase in the hallway.

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Park Minah. 20 years old, student at Gangnam University, studying Performing Arts.

Haha, no. That's just a cover. I actually study Business Management and Martial Arts. Let me start by introducing myself. I'm the only daughter of Park Ho Shin, the leader, the don of Seoul's largest underground network - Phoenix. Yes, we're the Mafia whom people so greatly fear.

As next in line to the throne, it's my duty to learn how a network as intricate and delicate as the Mafia works, and also to know to protect myself. My Business Management class doesn't teach me how to manage a company's stocks, but how to deal with men gone rogue, how too extract secret info from the most seasoned agents - basically how to run an underground empire.

"Minah! Are you okay?" My mother rushed towards me in the dimly lit corridor. We were in some secret underground hideout tunnel. There are hundreds of them all over Seoul, connected by passages, hidden behind dumpsters and in dark alleys.

"Yes, I'm fine," I said as I hugged her back. Dad came up from behind her, a frown creasing his foerhead.

"Dad, what happened?" I asked urgently.

"That's what I'm trying to figure out as well," he said, "But from what happened, it seems like we have a traitor among us."

The rest gasped. A traitor? That was the worst thing the Mafia could have!

"Are we...are we over?" Mom asked with fear in her eyes.

"No," Dad took her hand in his, "It's just a minor setback. Things don't always go as planned."

"What do we do now?" She asked.

"We lie low for a few days," Dad said, fully in commander mode, "Until the hue dies down, Minah is not to go out of the house, not even to school. I'll have all my men uncovering who it is. Though 12 of them died in the firing today."

"12?!" Mom sobbed lightly, "What about their families."

"We're offering protection. These men pledged their lives to Phoenix. I don't think they regret it," Dad smiled. Mom gave a hesistant cough. I didn't like this about Dad - how dedicated he was to his cause. How he disregarded everything else just to smoothly run his empire he had built. Those lives meant nothing to him. They were a sacrifice. Kill a few to save the rest.

"Don't worry, we'll find out out who it is," Dad ruffled my hair to ease the tension. "C'mon. We can't stay here all night. This passage leads to our other safehouse. We'll stay there for the night."

We walked on as Hanna and father's butler Afe trailed behind us, trembling.

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Third person POV :

At SM Headquarters :

"How bad is it?" Lee Soo Man asked as he got up from his chair and paced around.

"Quite bad," his assisstant said meekly, as she fidgeted nervously with her hair. How do you tell your boss that his company is in shambles?

"How bad?!" Mr. Lee slammed his hands on the desk, his eyes furios.

"180!" His assisstant said, looking down, "Our stock dropped down 180 points."

Mr. Lee ran an exasperated hand through his hair. It had all started three months ago with an article on the internet. Someone had started circulating lies, rumours. Morphed photos, alleged accusations, dating rumours. Somebody had started spreading fake allegations on the internet and the magazine hounds had begun to pick up on them.

Within a few week, SM Entertainment was being accused of hundreds of fake accusations which had no base. People began hounding Lee from all sides. Shareholders began selling off their stocks, his artists were stalked and accused falsely, his management staff were pursued relentlessly by the media and fewer people seemed to be turning up at the concerts. The company was going to hell.

"180 points in one night..." he said recklessly, "We're really going down, eh?"

No matter how much SM denied the rumours, the netizens ruthlessly kept attacking him from all sides. Despite his best spies on the job, he still couldn't find out who the culprit was.

"Sir..." his assisstant said meekly, "There is a way to salavge it all yet..."

"Yes?" Mr. Lee looked up. A way out of this hell? This girl must be delusional!

"Have you...," she began hesistantly, "Have you ever heard of Park Ho Shin?"

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