The Mafia's Obsession

Chapter 10

~Taehyung's POV~

"Y/N, could you come here, please?" I called out, sighing in frustration as my attempts to straighten my tie seemed futile, leaving it lopsided.

The sound of approaching footsteps grew louder as Y/N entered the bedroom, her kitchen apron still snugly tied around her petite waist. She chuckled, casting a glance at my crooked tie, then swiftly closed the distance between us, deftly straightening it.

"Okay, big guy. I didn't realize you struggled with something as simple as tying a tie," she exclaimed, bursting into laughter.

I glared at her.

"When will you be back from work?" Y/N questioned.

"I have a quick meeting for just a few hours, and then some paperwork to do. It's hard to tell," I responded.

"Oh," she replied with a sad pout, nodding slowly.

Awww, I can't make her sad.

"How about I take you shopping for new clothes when I get back?" I suggested, gently cupping her tiny face in my hands.

She nodded eagerly, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "Wait, what exactly do you do for work?"

Shit, I can't tell her I'm a mafia. As I glanced around the room, my eyes flitted over the antique bookshelf and the gleaming chandelier hanging from the ceiling, desperately seeking a plausible explanation. After a moment of hesitation I finally spoke, "I'm the CEO of a company."

It wasn't entirely a lie, considering my ownership of several companies.

***Time skip after Y/N sends Taehyung off to work***

~Y/N's (Your) POV~

What can I do to kill time in this huge mansion for a few hours? Surveying the opulent bedroom, my gaze fell upon the haphazardly strewn clothes decorating the couch, and I couldn't help but notice the disarray within Taehyung's expansive closet. Aish, this guy is so messy. Well, it's time for me to get to work. . .

~Jungkook's POV~

Y/N hasn't been coming to school, and I miss her.

Letting out a heavy sigh, I picked up a lunch tray and settled down at the table where Y/N and I used to spend hours engrossed in lively conversations, our topics ranging from playful teacher gossip to venting about our heavy workload.

That stupid Taehyung had to pull her out of school. Now, I have to suffer all by myself. The most distressing aspect was the circulating rumor within the school that Y/N had allegedly lured a wealthy individual and resorted to prostitution. I hope these hurtful remarks don't reach Y/N and affect her. I'd kill whoever stirred up this fake and disgusting rumor. I pulled out my phone, deciding to text her.

I then fixed my gaze on Somi, my long-standing crush, her blonde hair cascading down to her mid-back. I wonder if she likes me back. . . 

~Y/N's (Your) POV~

"Done!" I cried out, throwing my hands in the air in celebration. With a sense of accomplishment, I gazed at the towering pile of neatly folded clothes, satisfied with what I had achieved in just an hour. Now I just need to put these away in Taehyung's closet!

Balancing the hefty assortment of Gucci sweatshirt and pants, I finally wrestled open Taehyung's closet after a brief struggle. Efficiently draping the sweatshirts on the rack, I scanned the closet for the drawers, pondering where the pants should be stowed. 

I pulled out a seemingly random drawer, revealing an assortment of exquisite perfumes. Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Burberry—Oh my! I quickly closed it, and opened the next. I saw socks. Many socks. Closing it, I opened the third drawer.

I gasped. 

Guns. There were several of guns. 

Thank you guys for reading! Did you like this chapter? I'll see if I can release Chapter 11 later today 💪🏻.  My eye is definitely doing better, and the swelling has went down. As always, please make sure to leave a vote or comment <333 Have a Taehyung