The Royal Family

21. The most dangerous

He didn't agree! Namjoon frowned as he waited his wife. But she has convinced him again,she was turning him on her little fingers and was so in love to protest. Sometimes he wished he had these woman's weapons instead of brute force.
He looked up when he heard the bedroom door. His eyes absorbed her every move, her smile. Someone help him, how do other Men deal with such a beautiful women?

His gaze stroked her neck, the curves of her breasts, her waist and stopped at her thighs. How he wished he was between them... They hadn't had sex since returning from Fiji. They were too busy, or they had company. And now, instead of fucking his wife, he would let her be the bait fom some psyshopath!

"So what do you think?" she asked with a smile at the top of the stairs. "I don't think i'm going anywhere!" he snorted, but his eyes showed how sexy his wife was.
He offered her his hand and she took it gently. "You look divine!" he wishpered and leaned down,putting a kiss on her neck.
They got out and he helped her to get in the car, pushing the driver away, Luna giggled at his obvious jealousy.

"Everything will be fine" she intertwined their fingers as the car pullet in front of the hall. He just growled at her, making her smile.
They entered hand in hand. After the last gala, when they announced their marriage, no one paid attention of the fact that they were in love. Most of the guests greeted them with few words, other just nodded and still there was some, who pretended to not noticed them.
Luna looked around the hall. Jimin was with Ana, she waved her with smile, V was pressed Hana in the corner, which made her smile, Suga was with Ha Rin, they looked great together.
Namjoon had explained her that Suga like Ha Rin for a long time, but couldn't find the courage to invite her on a date. When Luna and Ha Rin met, Luna decided she needed to make somthing abouth that. This was their third date. Poor Suga was trying so hard to keep his image as a bad and cold boy, but his saliva flowed every time Ha Rin smiled at him.
She also noticed Hobi with Mira, she winked at her and hugged her gentleman's hand.
"If you keep like that, by the end of next year, you'll have merried all my men" Namjoon joked. "Why?Are you complaining?" she relied jokingly. "Like I dare! My wife is better with knives than the neighborhood butcher!" he laughed and she slapped him on the shoulder.
They made their way to the stage, where their fathers would deliver speeches on the occasion of their retirement and declare Namjoon their successor. Mr. Lee and Mr. Kim was already there, waiting impatiently their children. Namjoon and Luna took their seats and the adults bega talking, teling stories or making jokes.
They didn't listen at all. Their eyes followed the crowd, trying to find Ji Hoon. The boys had also lined up around or among the guests, watching each suspect closely.
Their fathers talked for almost an hour and it was Namjoon's turn to accept the post. Expressing a few words of gratitude, he left the stage.
He went to the bar for a drink. Ji Hoon's absence made him even more nervous. He was ordering a drink, when two hands wrapped around his wrists and pulled him somewhere.
And that's exacly moment Luna saw the woman, who dragged her husband to the dressing room. She also noticed he made no attempt to stop her.
They sank into the dark room. Making here way there, Luna quietly opened it and followed them. The woman was hanging on Namjoon's neck,who.was watching her above without moving.
The woman tried to kiss him and Luna's blood boiled.
She cleared her throat, ready for war, but when Namjoon looked at her, she almost burst out laughing. He looked like a lost puppy in need if rescue. Forming "help" with lips, he looked pleadingly at his wife, trying to push the intruder away.
"Excuse me, am I interrupting somthing?" Luna tried to sound as cold as possible. The woman looked at her in annoyance. "Absolutly! Find another room!" she hissed, trying to kiss Namjoon again. " With pleasure, there is only one problem and I think you can help me" Luna relied flatly, this one starting to annoy her. "Speak quickly and disappear. You're bothering us!" she said surcastically, releasing her grip on Namjoon. "Like I said, with pleasure" Luna approached them. " You see, the thing is, your hands are tuching somthing mine" she stood next to Namjoon and stared at the woman "And I don't like to share. So, If you want to live, I suggest you to let my husband go" the latter was almost an order.
"Your husband?" the woman looked at her confessed and stepped back slightly, allowing Namjoon to pull away. " Since when you have been married?" she looked at Namjoon questioningly, doubting Luna's words.
"Four months" Namjoon repleid, almost hiding behind his wife. He wrapped his hands around her waist and rested his chin on her shoulder, wishpering "thank you" in her ear. "And why I don't know abouth that" the woman didn't give up. "I don't think my husband should inform every slut he fuck once abouth our personal life" Luna said smiling, when she heard Namjoon giggle.
The woman opened her mouth to say somthing, but Luna's raised eyebrows and cold gaze stopped her and she left the room like a storm cloud.
Luna snatched from her husband's hands. "Kim Namjoon!" she shouted. "Shit, honey, look.... I..." he stammered.
"You what, Namjoon? If I hadn't seen you, you'll left her to fuck you?" her anger returned and she turned her back on him, heading for the door.
"What, no!" he grabbed her shoulder and turned her to face him. "I would never cheat on you!" he tried to hug her, but she pushed him away. "aif so, what were you doing here with her?" she asked quietly and left, leaving him alone and speechless.