"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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"Miss Ryeon !"
Arabella stood in front of the mansion alone, the fifteen men coming from North Korea immediatly coming on their knees and bowing at her.
She looked at them in confusion, not understanding the despair in their faces.
"Get up you fuckers, what the hell ?"
"Miss Ryeo-"
"Madam Kim, thank you." She cut him off, sending glares at him.
"Excuse-me, Madam Kim, it's so good to see you."
"Yeah, I was carrying beauty back there, I guess your irises might not be working well now." She answered with a scoff.
It has been over eight years since these men last saw her, and from what she noticed, it was all faces she knew.
They all got up on their feet, and the first thing they noticed was the glow.
Arabella was literally glowing, but she looked exactly the same she did eight years ago when she left.
"Now follow me, we have discussion to do."
They all nodded and followed her without any talking, Arabella still intrigued by their behavior.
She wasn't disrepected by the employees back there, but she wasn't appreciated neither.
They acted like they were so grateful now, making her wonder what was actually going on.
During the small span of time, Taehyung organized her her own office in a spare room that was in the mansion, and she had to admit it was pretty.
It was mostly black, with some shades of gold here and there and to mirror his office, there was a huge picture of Taehyung behind her chair that he included.
She sat on it, her feet on the desk as she fixed her suit's blazer.
"So.. Undress, now."
They looked at her in confusion, watching her tilt her head back on the desk.
"I said undress, we're cheking for microphones."
They all hesitantly did as she said, some scared that she might notice their boners.
She didn't say much, didn't do much, but just her aura and the way she looked was enough.
After thorough checking, when it was sure nothing was fishy and that their weapons were all on the floor, she straightened up on her chair, crossing her legs together.
"I'm going to be clear, nobody kills my husband, nobody badmouths him, nobody even looks at him." She started.
"I'm sorry but didn't you-"
"I'm talking, you shut your mouth or I'll shut it for you." She said, glaring at the man that just spoke.
He bowed in apology, letting her finish.
"Waejin, I need an explanation on what the fuck is happening back there." She said, turning to him.
He was one of the smart men, which is why she decided to talk to him.
"Master Byun is clearly unqualified for the role, he doesn't have the shoulders for this."
She scoffed, relaxing in her chair.
"Expected.."
"Lots of new people have been recruited but they're just.. Basically his friends, we're not doing anything, the business is dying, he just goes around and kills people, traveling when he feels bored and then orders us around."
"So you're telling me that everything my father worked hard for is being destroyed.. Is that what you're saying ?" She asked, slowly getting angry.
He nodded, getting nervous under her gaze.
Arabella hummed, supporting her chin on her palm.
"Do all of you feel the same way ?"
They all nodded, looking at her with nervosity.
"Good, because we're getting rid of him."
"Madam-"
"Who do you think is smarter, Byun who's roleplaying in Pyeongyang or me who managed to manipulate his psycho self into bringing you here ?" She asked, raising a brow.
"You, of course.."
She nodded in satisfaction, stretching her neck.
"That's what I thought, so you all are swearing loyalty to me now, right ? Because if you don't, if any of you betrays me.. Let's say I'm not a fool like Byun, and everyone in this room knows that I'm not exactly the forgiving type, right ? I hold grudges."
They all nodded again, watching her attentively.
They really wanted to get rid of Byun, tired of seeing him act like he was all big and scary, when in reality he was a kid that had no idea of what he was doing.
They needed a real leader.
Arabella pulled out her switchblade with a paper, putting the handle towards them.
"Slit one of your wrists and put your thumb fingerprint with your blood here.. That means we have a deal and that if you break it, I'm allowed break every bone in your body and go after your families."
There was a small silence in the room, a lazy smirk forming on her face.
"Come on, we don't have all day, do we ? If you're so sure that you'll be loyal, why hesitate ?"
Waejin sucked his teeth, grabbing the switchblade and doing as she asked, not even flinching as he slit his own wrist, one of Arabella's bodyguard immediately giving him a mini first aid kit to not bleed to death.
Afterwards, they all hesitantly ended up doing as she asked, determined to get rid of Byun.
They were there to notice the great Ryeon Daehi, and suddenly, they're passed down to a pathetic kid.
"Great now.. You're all gonna listen to the plan, okay ?"
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