❤️‍🩹Forced marriage with my mafia best friend❤️‍🩹

1. No say

Written by - @bangtanimagines2
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Chapter 1. No say.

Y/n's POV.
"Hey what was the emergency you were talking about" I opened the door and welcomed my best friend since birth inside.

"Can we sit and talk for this" He replied and I nodded in agreement.

"Sure make yourself comfortable and I'll get something to eat since you look like you haven't eaten for days" I teased him but he didn't break into a laugh nor did he give me a smile.

"What's with you today Mr.Grumpy pants" I laughed and saw him sitting down on the couch.

I lived in an apartment. Both of our mothers were bff/cousins and so they thought why not make our children the same and here we are.

He is 4 years older than me but we get along very well. Sure he does bad things but he had no other choice since he had to take over after his father.

The same goes for my family too. Even my father is a underground Boss who is a really big deal for everyone.

They fear him and respect him but with all this comes great responsibility and terror of someone harming your family.

But no one has actually tried to harm me yet cause I'm the only daughter of the most feared man and also I'm best friends with Jeon Jungkook who also happens to be the most respected and feared person in Korea.

I had made dinner for the both of us and placed it on the dining table. I was currently studying and I had plans to move abroad for my further studies.

He washed his hand and sat down while rolling up his sleeves revealing his right hand covered in tattoos.

"Why are you so quite today Jeon?" I furrowed my eyebrows and start to eat but soon closed my eyes after a bite because it tastes so good.

I had some kimchi so I made kimchi fried-rice.

"Y/n I have something very serious to discuss with you" He sat straight and I copied his actions.

"Yes?" I asked.

"We're getting married soon" He spoke with a cold voice and a straight face.

I laughed it off by saying "Good one, you definitely got me there. Now cut the crap and tell me what's the actual serious thing"

I couldn't believe him and didn't mind it that much because we always made fun of each other and pranked one another.

"I'm serious y/n. We are soon getting married" He spoke once again with a voice that I've heard him only speaking when he is working.

He never used that tone with me and I was pretty shocked at the bomb that just dropped on me right now.

"Excuse me?" I folded my hands.

"You have no say in this y/n sorry"  He again gave me that look.

"What? No wait hold on. I have no say in what exactly, in this marriage decision?" I asked and saw him nodding.

"Fuck you Jeon. How could you even think about it and don't you dare let this get to my father or I swear I'll break your nose" I got up and pointed at him angrily with tears in my eyes.

It wasn't like my father was a bad person. He let me do everything I want but he also had this thing called 'If I find a nice guy with a nice family before you than I'm gonna give my blessing y/n and you might have to agree on me with that"

"I already talked to him about us and he happily gave us his blessings" He got up and towered over me like always.

I couldn't believe anything he was saying right now.

"You knew how much I wanted to get out of Korea and study abroad. You knew I wanted to be successful first and than I wanted to fall in love and get married to the love of my life" I spoke with a harsh tone while tears fell from my eyes.

But he stood still like everything that was happening didn't affected him one bit. His expression didn't change when he saw me crying or speaking harshly to him.

"You can do it after getting married to me y/n" He spoke looking so unfazed.

"Get out" I said and saw him looking at me.

He sighed and walked towards the door but soon stopped.

"If you try to run away, I'll find you no matter where you are and you know very well that I can. You have no other option but to agree on this y/n" He spoke with his back facing me.

"I said get out" I massaged my forehead and heard the door closing.