Mafia x agent + Arranged marriage Au.
Contains mature content.
A young woman skilled in the art of battle and business is assigned to crush the existence of a cruel emperor along with his kingdom, but who would have thought that the relationship th...
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The cacophony of the city was revolting as the Sun ignited the sky in hues of flame settling down after a long day of work. The infamous Han gyeol case has finally met its fate with Sung Ho and Patricia proclaimed innocent by the honorable Court, meaning Hoseok recited what she wrote and ended the case without being subjected to her irk.
Satisfied Y/n eyed the city basking in the warmth of the evening sun, she was currently travelling to her husband's office as per his request this morning.
Upon arriving, she met with Jungkook near the lobby, "Mr.Park has asked me to escort you," he uttered with diligence. The Jungkook at work and the Jungkook at home had a drastic variation while he beamed in the hold, he roared in the wild. He gestured the way to Jimin's workspace and she knew the walk was gonna be awfully long and tiring knowing he works on the nineteenth floor of the building.
Walking through the people to the elevator, she could sense the copious number of eyes glancing and staring at her, some with awe, some clueless, and some jealous. She couldn't care about eyes trailing her moves, she has been living like that to grow numb of them.
The elevator surfaced to the designated floor and they walked towards the desk informing her arrival before letting her in.
A pair of pearly orbs veered towards her figure on unbarring the door. Jimin sat exhausted yet alluring under the glow of the twilight, his locks were tousled and shirt unkempt with rolled-up sleeves enhancing him as a whole, must I add the surrounding with the huge glass walls and elegant minimal aesthetic was visually pleasing but nothing exceeding the portrayal of hotness that he is.
"Congratulations on the case," Jimin commended as soon as she steps in.
"Is that your way of mocking me?" Y/n scoffed, circulating her eyes.
"I'm not," he rose his hands in the air in denial throwing Y/n an innocent look. Grasping the situation, she knew Hoseok would have said what happened but she still felt the mockery out of it because in the end eventhough she established that she's someone who you shouldn't mess with, Jimin has conquered yet another great trade. So little for something huge.
"Is this why you called me here?" Though she wore a calm attire, her words flamed ever so bright.
"No, but before we could proceed please take a seat," Jimin offered politely before settling a file on his desk.
When Y/n pulled the chair before her to take a seat, Jimin hummed, "Nuh-uh"
"What?" She asked bemused.
"Come sit here, it would be convenient," He gently tapped his lap, eyeing her to take her seat.
Hushing a sigh y/n went according to his way, "Don't tell me you called me all the way here just to strike office sex off your bucket list," she joked falling onto his lap sideways with her hands around his neck.
