"Until the day we die, 'Bella Darling."
Sequel to my book 'Champagne', reading the first book before is necessary to understand the events of this one.
| Mafia AU.
| Contains Angst, Smut and Fluff.
| English isn't my first language.
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"I swear if you-"
Arabella was cut by her own gasp, her eyes widening as she stared at Taehyung in front of her, her eyes widen opened, lips parted.
Myungshi laughed as Taehyung pursed his lips, trying to keep his laugher in.
"Kim Taehyung.."
"Yes Madam ?" He answered, trying to not burst out of laugher.
"Mind telling me why your son decided to slap my ass out of nowhere ? Do you.. Do you mind telling me who he got that idea from ?" She said, trying to not insult him.
She started to notice that Myungshi was slowly starting to cuss, which wasn't exactly the best for a seven year-old.
"He-"
"Because Papa always does that and Mama's butt becomes all wavy !"
It was Taehyung's turn to have his jaw dropping.
He was actually hoping to save himself, but Myungshi just basically fed him to the lions without even thinking about it.
However, as if he had an angel watching him, the doorbell was heard.
At the speed of light, he stood up and walked to the door, a loud groan indicating it was most likely Yoongi.
Taehyung soon appeared back in the living room with an annoyed look on his face, followed by Yoongi and of course, puppy boy Myungshi.
"Myungshi can you play upstairs ?" Yoongi said, ruffling his hair.
The little boy nodded and ran upstairs, a brow raising on Arabella's face.
"Who do you think you are to order my child around in his own house ?"
"Ara-yah it's serious matter." Yoongi said with a sigh, crashing on the couch with a sigh.
"Someone died ?" Taehyung asked, ruffling his hair.
Yoongi sighed loudly, throwing his head back on the couch.
"Can I smoke here ?" He asked.
"Hell no." Arabella answered, getting nervous. "Say what you have to say Yoongi."
He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.
"We need Taehyung ba-"
"Not happening." Arabella immediately answered, crossing her legs together.
"But-"
"I said no."
"A-"
"My husband's not going back there Yoongi."
Taehyung just stayed silent the whole time, knowing better than defying Arabella at a moment like this.
If she said no, it's no.
"They know about Myungshi." Yoongi finally managed to say.
That definitely put both Taehyung and Arabella on listening mode.
Yoongi felt intimidated for a moment.
It has been a while since he saw them like that, seven years almost.
It wasn't the soft loving parents right now.
Back to what they were at their peak.
Kim Taehyung and Ryeon Arabella.
Bonnie and Clyde, 'I'll end your bloodline without hesitation' kind of vibe.
"Who's they ?" Taehyung spoke up, sitting straight in the couch in front of Yoongi.
"Pyeongyang, little gangs around that try to take your place.. You left but the men stayed and the little gangs around are trying to win their respect by killing you.. Or your heir.. As for Pyeongyang, Arabella's twisted brother has got the sick idea of marrying her, if Myungshi and you are out of the picture.. Kill Arabella mentally, take the body." Yoongi explained.
The room fell silent again, but the tensed atmosphere felt like it was impossible to breathe.
It was parents sitting there.
Parents that unfortunately weren't like others.
Parents that treated their baby boy like a prince.
And before being parents, they were both crazy people.
You don't try to look for them, because they'll come for you either ways if you ever annoy them.
"You said you took care of it." Arabella broke the silence, not even looking at Taehyung.
"Sweet-"
"Don't fucking call me sweetheart, when you came back I told you to not bring your problems into my house."
Taehyung scoffed, his eyes widening.
"My problems ? Your crazy twisted brother is also apart of the equation by the way."
"Nobody knew where I was before you came back with your little fluttering blond hair like a fucking Barbie !" She argued.
"So now it's my fault ?!" Taehyung said in disbelief.
"If you thought twice people wouldn't want your sons's head today.. I'm telling you right now, if someone's touches one of my child's hair, it's not a divorce we'll get because I'm fucking killing you Taehyung, I'm killing you and I'm putting your head in front of that fucking mansion you hear me ?"
"Yeah sure, I'd willingly put my son's life in danger, I think you fucking forgot where you come from." He scoffed, rolling his eyes.
Arabella catched that, turning to him.
"Roll your eyes at me one more time, go, watch me scoop this shit out like fucking ice cream, don't play with me."
"I don't think this is the moment for that, we need to figure out what to do." Yoongi cut them off, seeing it was spiraling out of control.
He understood both of their point of views.
Taehyung wanted his son more than anything and none only he had to abandon him for six years, but now people wanted to kill him, he felt guilty.
Myungshi was Arabella's whole world, and so was Taehyung. If she lost them, she lost everything, and she needed someone to blame.
They couldn't hear each other now.
Arabella gave Taehyung the deathliest glare he has ever received from her until then, making him scared that it wasn't empty threats.
If something happened to Myungshi, whether he was responsible or not, she'll really kill him.
They both turned to Yoongi, speaking at the same time.
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