Obsessed Allegiance: A Mafia's First Love"

Chapter 14

Author's Pov

The young man, in his early twenties, luxuriated in the plush confines of his office chair, his eyes fixed upon the panoramic cityscape. A sinister smirk adorned his lips, betraying contemplation about a shadowy affair or enigmatic figure. Abruptly, the serenity was shattered as an unexpected visitor intruded. "Tae, your bodyguard called," they declared, their tone laced with an ominous undertone. "He diligently trailed Y/N, and her flight has touched down. She'll grace us with her presence in a mere 15 minutes." The man's smirk morphed into something more malevolent, and without a word, Jimin silently retreated from the room, leaving an unsettling aura lingering in the air.

Jimin's Pov
God knows what goes on in his mind; usually, he shares everything with me, but in this plan, he didn't disclose a thing. I can't help but feel a sense of unease. I just hope everything goes well.

Time Skip

Author's Pov
'"Taehyung, what's the plan?" queried Y/N, perched on a chair across from Taehyung, who sported a seemingly neutral expression but absorbed her words with calculated intent. He let out a theatrical sigh, meeting her gaze. "Y/N, let me enlighten you on the complications we're entangled in. Investors have gracefully backed out, and you're becoming the target of online vitriol. Making a statement now might be construed as an attempt to veil the truth," he articulated.

"So, Taehyung, quit the enigmatic talk," Y/N snapped, her patience wearing thin. Taehyung sighed deeply, a subtle smirk playing on his lips. "We need to take the plunge into matrimony," he declared. A tense silence lingered, broken by Y/N's shocked exclamation, "Marriage? Why? I mean..." Her sentence hung in the air as Taehyung knelt in front of her, gently grasping her hand and tracing soothing patterns with his thumb.

"I understand, but to muzzle the media, we must play this game. In business, it's a calculated move. Let's term it a contract marriage lasting two years, and then we can gracefully part ways," Taehyung stated calmly, though the girl before him appeared visibly shaken. "No, Taehyung, I can't. Marriage isn't a pawn in some game; it's inherently wrong. I can't," Y/N protested.

"Y/N, think pragmatically, not emotionally. Your stocks are plummeting, and people are distancing themselves due to rumors. Consider the impact on your employees; they might suffer significant losses, even job insecurity. Don't rush the decision. Head to the hotel room now; give me your answer tomorrow. Whatever you decide, I'll graciously respect it," Taehyung urged, his words laced with a subtle manipulation.

Y/N closed her eyes, let out a heavy sigh, and nodded, uttering a subdued 'Okay' before departing. As she left, Jimin entered the room, questioning Taehyung, "Tae, I can't grasp your approach. Are you letting her walk away? What if she declines?"

Taehyung: She won't. I've meticulously planned for that. Alright, you seem a bit lost. Allow me to clarify. My associates captured those photos. I orchestrated the manipulation of the hotel reservation and Mr. Mehta's arrangements. I even coerced him to propose a deal to her and then strategically withdraw at the last moment. At that precise juncture, I strategically leaked the news, and you can easily deduce the aftermath.

Jimin: Whoa, seriously? But are you genuinely planning to sever ties after two years, and how do you intend to instill that belief in her?

Taehyung: Did you assume I'd relinquish her after engineering all of this? I've methodically removed obstacles to ensure she becomes exclusively mine. I won't simply let her slip away. I'll either manipulate her emotions or confine her willingly. And regarding convincing her, don't worry; that's someone else's dark task.

The smirk on his face says that he is so confident about his plan.

Time Skip Hotel room

Y/N's Pov

Staring out of the window, I watched the bustling streets of Seoul, but my thoughts lingered far beyond the cityscape. "What should I do, Mom? I wish you were here to navigate me through this challenging moment." The chiming of my phone abruptly snapped me out of my contemplation, yet my heartbeat halted as I glimpsed the caller ID.

""Mom," I whispered shakily, tears threatening to spill from my eyes. I anticipated her call, hoping she'd comfort me after reading the news. With trembling hands, I pressed the button to answer, uncertain of the solace or storm that awaited on the other end.

OTP
"Mom," my voice quivered, but she cut me off sharply.

"How could you? Do you even understand the taunts we endure because of you? Just because your business isn't thriving doesn't mean you should resort to this..."

I tried to interject, my words faltering.

"MOM, how could you say that? I thought you'd trust me, believe that I didn't do anything, but you're blaming me," tears streamed down my face, the weight of my mother doubting my character overwhelming.

"Y/N, I don't know anything. I just want you to dispel these rumors. People are taunting us, claiming our daughter sleeps with many men everyday even with people twice her age. Your father has to hear those things. We didn't raise you like this."

"Mom, I swear I didn't do anything. It's all fake. Please, trust me."

"Even if I trust you, it doesn't matter.It won't change anything.People won't forget this easily. We will have to bow our head and hear people taunts.Do something. I can't live this shameful life, or you will see my dead body."

"MOM, please don't say something like this. What am I supposed to do?"

"I don't know. It's up to you."

"Maa...."

Beep beep.

She ended the call abruptly, leaving me in despair.

Why, Mom? Weren't you supposed to support your daughter, but you...

I sank down, helpless, tears flowing freely. After some time, I took my phone and called a person.

"Y/N? Is everything okay? Why did you call me at this time?"

I interrupted him, voicing words I knew would undoubtedly alter my life.

"Taehyung, I agree to this marriage."

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