An innocent girl named
y/n who is force to marry a cold mafia king.
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An anti romantic relation.
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let's read the story to know do they divorce after marriage or the destiny will show it's power.
Enjoy unholy armys.....
I PURPLE YOU...
After the wedding everyone gathered together and yn hug her mom and dad who was crying. After that they bid good bye and yn went towards namjoon's car. She sat besides namjoon's drive seat.
The car:
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The total ride was silent. After sometimes the car stopped in front of a big mansion.
The mansion:
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After watching the mansion yn's jaw dropped.
Namjoon: Are you going to stay outside? Come fast.
Yn: yah c-coming.
Yn pov: He lives me alone. How can i walk with this heavy dress? Then I saw a guard was standing there like a statue I looked at the guard with pleading eyes. Then the guard came near me and hold my dress from behind.
Namjoon pov: I went towards the mansion but I saw a guard was holding her dress from behind. Then I went near yn and picked her in bridal style. When I picked her she flinched. She was too much skinny and light. I thought her mom don't give her proper food.
Yn: hey i-i can walk myself.
Namjoon: shut up.
(In side the mansion)
Namjoon placed her on the couch.
Namjoon: this is your room. Call me if you need something.
Yn: thanks
Namjoon: for what?
Yn: n-nothing.
Yn's room:
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The room was too much comfortable and beautiful.
Yn pov: I went to bathroom to change the wedding gown. When I tried to open the gown the chain stuck in my hair. I tried but i failed. I decided to call Namjoon. I thought to call him but i don't have his number so i directly went to his room. I knocked the door.
Namjoon:Do you need anything?
Yn:N-no. I mean y-yes. Mychainstuckinmyhair. Umm... Canyoufixit? (In one breath)
Namjoon:Let me see.
Author pov: He turned you around and started fixing. After sometimes he was done. He saw your fully visible bare back and he lost his control and started moving his cold fingers on your back. You flinched when you felt his cold fingers on your back. And Namjoon came back to his sence.
Namjoon:It's done. (Closed the door in one blink)
Yn: What's wrong with him?
Author pov: Yn changed his outfit and took a shower. And changed a comfortable outfit. And drift to dream land.
Yn's outfit:
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In the other hand Namjoon can't sleep because of yn.
Namjoon pov: Why I always loose my control whenever I see her? Why? Why? Why? NO-No I can't fall in LOVE. Mafia kings don't have any heart. They can't fall in love.
