Our Little Wife (Mafia Au)

BS

The adrenaline of the past (BS)

The Kim residence is a mystery to most but to those nosy soccer moms. There was gossip about a good sum of handsome gentlemen residing in the rather large dwelling. However, no one has any actual proof. Well, until she tagged along. A pretty little thing with eyes that shimmer like gems and a smile that could make any man weak to their knees.

Her innocent charm enchanted the youngest of the Kim family. Jungkook, age twenty-one at the time, fell head over heels for the naive angel. Pain, lies, and deception encased him in an airtight bubble since his youth, yet the slightest gentlest poke disappeared by your cute chubby fingertips. Bonded by his love of sweets your two fates clashed into one at a local bakery.

" Kookie! " she waved him down from their favorite booth in the back even though the little lady would desire the window view. Maybe his skin is sensitive to harsh sunlight.

"Creampuff." At first, the nickname caught you by surprise, but you grew the love it.

How could an outfit as plain as a white V-neck shirt and jeans make him a walking dream? Not to mention, his right side was newly decorated to his liking.

" You cut your hair." She admired his locks. "and you got new tattoos." She can't resist touching the permanent artwork on his bicep.

Jungkook hid his ears. "It's nothing. It's nothing-What about you? You look beautiful."

You blocked his sight of your face with your sun hat. In Jungkook's words- in his head. Just calling you beautiful doesn't serve you, Justice. It's going to sound cheesy, he can't imagine his world without you.... or his dear husbands at home.

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You have to remember where most people would have common sense in our dear lady was none the wiser. A perfect example, Jungkook The devil haven't had the opportunity to mention his sweetheart to well his - sweethearts, his frequent absence raise suspicious, The accusations were casted out after a simple explanation from JungKook. Of course, he fibbed. He just needed more time. However, one day his time ran out when he fell and was on bed rest. While being babied at home,Jungkook unaware his doom rounding the corner.

Yn's heels clicked down the sidewalk to Jungkook's front door with only good intentions. The door swing open before she had the chance to knock she was met eye level with a buff chest.

" I'm headed out for a jog, Jagiya!"

" Ok,be back in time for lunch,Joonie"

Maybe, this is the wrong address. She attempted to step back not realizing she's on the edge of the stairs. She would have been terribly injured if i it wasn't for Joonie quick wits. He pulled her to safety.

" Are you lost, Miss?" his eyes were just plain brown, yet she felt as if she were melting.

He was Tall, Dark, and beyond handsome. His hair was boldly short, an underrated hairstyle on this side of the hemisphere, and he had meat on his bones. He and Kookie must workout together?

She snapped back to earth when he cleared his throat. " I'm sorry to be a bother, but does my Jungkookie live here."

Naturally, The word "My." following Jungkook's name was appalling to Joonie despite holding his tongue. "Kookie?" You didn't seem like the type to start trouble observing from your cherry pop lunch bag, probably to aid his ill husband.

"Yes." She nodded, respectfully. "He's sick and made lunch some food that might help."

Nevertheless, Joonie was already hot on the Jungkook's trail of lies, He just needed proof, and lord beholds, she was delivered right to their doorstep.

His Mistress, The pretty little homewrecker who's daring enough to even home to their home!

"Yes. He is-Please come in." Joonie welcomed you with a plastic smile.

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He wanted to protect her at all costs! She's only been there for five minutes; seeing the world through her eyes melted his heart. She's so innocent, blind to the cruel world he was raised in.

She wasn't part of Jungkook's infidelity, merely an unwilling pawn who fell for him. Joonie did not choose but tell her the truth.

"You're his husband!?" She gasped. "I'm so sorry; I didn't know he was married-if. I did-I wouldn't have-I couldn't have." Tears rolled down her cheeks.

Joonie found it irresistible to deny her comfort. He switched couches and gently brought her into an embrace. " It's okay. Don't cry, Miss." He cooed.

She smells sweet. Joonie's mind roamed as her tears soaked his favorite sportswear shirt.

"Joonie, I'm headed out for more cough drops."

Just in the nick of time, Jungkook dumbfoundedly stood in the living room. This heart sunk into his stomach seeing you in tears in his husband's arms and Joonie's stare burning a hole in his face.

"You!" You cried, marching in Jungkook's space. " You-! You're married!? And to think I loved you with all my heart. When your nothing but a two-faced... Bastard!"

Slap!

Jungkook's cheek burned hot red, and her handprint marked his cheek.

She closed the front door with a slam!

...........To be Continue