The Invincibles-KTH FF (BOOK II)

-FORTY EIGHT-

One by one I watched as the people around us stood, some with tears glistening in their eyes, others ready to go to war for this woman. They were applauding, celebrating. I didn't want to stand, I didn't want to clap, all I wanted to do was take a steel bat to each one of their faces.

"Smile and stand up, sweetie. Cameras are flashing," my husband whispered, as he pulled me up. He was just as tense as I was.

"How can anyone take this woman seriously? Her hair is in the shape of a beehive," I muttered over to him.

"Her husband was the "people's leader." So now, she's the people's widow, beehive or not. Clap."

Clapping in suppressed anger, I watched the brunette on stage smile and wave at her adoring audience.

We were losing. No amount of money could win the love of the people. And every time the bitch spoke, they loved her even more. She ate it up and kept speaking. She was only supposed to give a quick speech about this event, but now I felt like we were at a campaign rally.

"I would like to thank Senator Kim," she added. For the first time, the man who we wanted to be president was actually focused on. "Many of you don't know this, but Senator Kim and my husband were college roommates and good friends. When he found out Kim was going to be running against him, he turned to me and said, 'He'd better still come over for Christmas when he loses.' I hope you still do, even now."

"Always!" Senator Kim laughed, rising to take his spot on the podium. "Thank you so much, Madam First Lady."

"I hate it when they're humble." Taehyung sighed, returning to his seat along with most of the guests.

I followed suit.

Jisoo looked over the sea of tables quickly. "Where's Jin?"

"Hopefully fixing this shit," Namjoon whispered, sipping his brandy as Eunha fought her hardest not to fall asleep. She looked worn out. I wasn't sure why; she hadn't done anything.

"Has Jin told any of you how he plans on fixing this?" Evelyn asked, flipping her white silk shawl over her shoulders.

"No," Jisoo hissed. "All I know is her highness here told him to shoot my father."

With the exception of Taehyung and Minho, everyone's eyes snapped to me. As if this was so surprising.

"I'm all for it." Mrs. Kim giggled, pouring herself another glass of wine.

"Mother!" Jisoo sneered, grabbing her hand. "You've had enough and we cannot seriously be talking about killing my father right now."

Raising her head off Namjoon's shoulders, Eunha looked around as well. "Jin wouldn't...would he?"

"Wouldn't be the first time one of us killed our wife's father," Minho whispered behind his glass. To which Evelyn simply diverted her stare to Senator Kim as he spoke. Sadly, she was the only one really giving him the time of day.