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Y/n marries for her father's happiness but she doesn't know that her husband is a mafia. She also had a boyfriend in the past.
What will happen when both of them find out about each other's secret?
It's just a fanfiction.
The morning sunlight poured through the large windows of the Park Mansion, bathing the dining room in a soft glow. The family was gathered around the long dining table, enjoying a quiet breakfast. The aroma of freshly baked bread and brewed coffee filled the air.
Mrs. Park looked up from her plate, glancing at Y/n.
“Y/n,” she began with a warm smile, “you know, we’re hosting a party at home today. Jimin’s business partners and some friends will be coming over. Make sure you’re ready in the evening.”
Y/n paused, her fork hovering mid-air, and nodded politely. “Okay, aunty.”
Mrs. Park turned her attention to Jimin, who was busy scrolling through his phone while sipping his coffee. “And Jimin,” she said firmly, “you’re not going to the office today. Stay home and help with the preparations.”
Jimin glanced up briefly, his expression indifferent. “No, Mom. I have to go today,” he said calmly, setting his cup down. “But don’t worry, I won’t be late. I’ll make sure to be back before the evening.”
Mrs. Park sighed, clearly annoyed. “Jimin, this is important. Can’t you manage without going for one day?”
Jimin looked at her, his voice still calm but firm. “Mom, I already told you, I’ll be back on time. Everything will be fine.”
Y/n glanced between them, sensing the slight tension. Mr. Park, who had been quietly reading the newspaper, finally spoke up to diffuse the situation.
“Let him go, dear. Jimin knows how to manage his time.”
Mrs. Park sighed again but didn’t argue further. “Fine,” she said, giving Jimin a pointed look.
Jimin finished his breakfast quickly and stood up, adjusting his blazer. He glanced briefly at Y/n, who avoided his gaze, before addressing everyone. “I’ll see you all in the evening.”
With that, he walked out, his usual confident stride making it clear he wasn’t one to be questioned.
The room was quiet for a moment after his departure, save for the clinking of cutlery.
Mrs. Park turned back to Y/n with a smile, “Don’t worry about anything, dear. The maids will help you get ready if you need it.”
Y/n nodded again, offering a small smile, “Thank you, aunty.”
The rest of the breakfast continued in peaceful silence, but she couldn’t shake the feeling of unease settling in the pit of her stomach as the day stretched ahead.
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There was a faint sound of conversation and laughter coming from the Park Mansion, but the sound was faint in their room.
The sun was almost setting, and its sweet sunlight was entering in their shared bedroom through the glass wall.
The room was softly lit, and Y/n stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the fitted white dress that clung to her figure elegantly.
Her straightened hair fell like a silk curtain down her back, and a delicate pearl necklace adorned her neck. She was struggling with the zipper of her dress, her brows furrowed in frustration.
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