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.
A few days had passed, and in that time, a lot had changed.
Y/n and Jimin had grown closer—closer than she had ever expected. The awkwardness between them had faded, replaced by a quiet understanding.
They spent time together, whether it was having breakfast in the morning, going on evening walks in the garden, or simply sitting in the living room, lost in their own conversations.
Jimin had started noticing the little things about her—how she tucked her hair behind her ear when she was nervous, how her eyes lit up when she talked about something she loved, how she would pout unconsciously when she was deep in thought.
And then there was Daniel.
After what felt like a million attempts, Daniel had finally managed to break down Y/n’s walls. She no longer avoided him or dismissed his efforts to talk to her. She had finally accepted his friendship, and now, she found herself enjoying his presence.
He had a way of making her laugh, a way of making things feel light, easy. And though she didn’t admit it out loud, she was grateful for his persistence.
But not everything in the Park mansion was as simple.
Jiwon had started spending more time outside, slipping out of the house at odd hours. Whenever her parents questioned her, she gave vague answers— "I'm just with my friends, Mom." "Don't worry, Dad. I'll be back soon."
But she never told them who these friends were.
She never mentioned where she was going.
And though no one pressed her for details, a silent tension was growing in the air—one that no one was paying enough attention to yet.
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The house was warm, filled with the soft hum of conversation and the occasional laugh. The lounge was occupied by everyone except Jiwon.
Mr. Park and Jimin were discussing business, deep in conversation, while Mrs. Park was watching a talk show on the big LCD screen, occasionally nodding at whatever the host was saying.
In the kitchen, Y/n was making coffee. The comforting aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air as she carefully poured it into cups. It was winter now, and a hot cup of coffee was exactly what they needed.
Just as she was about to take the tray to the lounge, the distinct sound of heels clicking against the stairs caught everyone’s attention. The sound was sharp and confident.
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All three of them turned their heads toward the staircase.
Jiwon was descending, dressed in a sleek black leather jacket over a short party dress. Her makeup was flawless, her lips painted a bold shade of red. There was no doubt about where she was headed.
"Where are you going?" Mr. Park asked, his tone calm but firm.
"To the club with my friends," Jiwon replied casually, fixing the sleeve of her jacket.
