Taehyung is Mafia while Y/n is a cardiologist (intern)
"𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐰𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥"
~both of them have their story which is hidden from the world~
"A secrets worth depends on the person from whom it must be kept"
Wi...
(Y/n's pov) I have to make my space in this house and his heart to win his trust, to protect my secret and to find more about assassination attacks on him. It's alright, if it requires some acting skills of mine. I am not a saintess to feel guilty about something this trivial. He doesn't matter to me at all. This marriage might not even last a year, if he turned out to be useless for me.
Time skips Taehyung was waiting downstairs for Y/n to get ready for the party while looking through a proposal regarding the investment in a luxurious island resort. He was on a call with his secretary.
"Is this island even worth investing this much? There is already an islands near it in which we had invested. What the hell were you thinking while you emailing this bullshit during my break", he yelled at his secretary.
His voice sent chill down the spine of maids working in the living room. They immediately went away seeing the temperature around him dropping.
He continued to lecture the secretary regarding other contracts for a while until he heard the heels clacking against the stairs. He ended the call and turned around to look at her carefully coming down the stairs to not trip or loose her balance.
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He took a deep breathe and continued to stare at her with a straight face until y/n stood infront of him.
"Is something wrong?", she asked cautiously as even the maids were staring at her with wide eyes. "No", he shook his head being totally smitten by her beauty.
"Then why are looking at me like that?", she rubbed her arms nervously.
"It's just I don't want to take you there anymore, but I have to", his voice came out almost inaudible but she managed to grasp what he said.
"Ohh am I looking that bad, that you feel shame in taking me with you? I don't wanna go anyways. GO ALONE!!!", she turned around to leave but he pulled her back and wrapped his hands securely around her waist.
His chin rested on her shoulder as he back hugged her. She felt a sudden wave of electricity run through her body when his breathe fell on her neck. It felt like butterflies were dancing in her stomach. Her heart raced as if she just ran a marathon.
"It's okay! It's normal! Since I am not a Lesbian, it's justified that my body reacts wierdly to the touch of a handsome man. Don't ever mistook it for something else. It's just excitement and nothing else", she warned herself.
"What I meant was, you are looking too beautiful that people won't be able to take their eyes off you. And offcourse I don't want people to stare at my wife for too long", he whispered next to her ear. "O-Ohh", she nodded and got out of his grip.
