Y/n stood frozen, her entire body trembling as tears streamed down her face. The weight of Jimin’s anger pressed down on her, suffocating her in guilt and fear.
She had always dreaded this moment—the moment when her past would come crashing down around her, exposing every secret she had tried so desperately to bury.
Jimin’s breath was heavy, his fists clenched at his sides, veins bulging in anger. His usually warm, captivating eyes were now dark pools of rage. The betrayal, the lies—it all boiled inside him, threatening to explode.
"H-He cheated on me," Y/n’s voice was barely above a whisper, thick with emotion. "I loved him, but he… he only played with me." She couldn’t bear to look up, couldn’t meet Jimin’s burning gaze.
Jimin’s patience snapped. He grabbed her jaw, forcing her face up, his grip firm but not enough to hurt—yet.
"Did he come to meet you after our marriage?!" he growled, his voice filled with fury.
Y/n flinched, her breath hitching, but she remained silent. The truth sat heavily on her tongue, but fear kept it locked away.
"I said, LOOK AT ME!!" Jimin roared, shaking her slightly.
But her eyes refused to meet his.
With a frustrated growl, he released her with a jerk, stepping back before his anger consumed him completely. His eyes flickered to the floor where the scattered photographs lay, mocking him with their undeniable truth. He reached down, snatching one up before thrusting it in front of her face.
"In this picture, he is standing in OUR bedroom. KISSING YOU!!" Jimin’s voice was raw, his fury bleeding into every syllable.
Y/n gasped, her entire body recoiling at the sight of the image. She knew exactly when it was taken. The night Taehyung had sneaked into their room, the night he stole a kiss she never wanted.
Jimin’s nostrils flared as he tore the picture in half, the sound sharp against the heavy silence. But he wasn’t done.
His fingers found another one—a painful reminder of the past she had tried to forget. It was from the night she ran away with Taehyung, believing in his empty promises, only to be met with betrayal.
With a bitter laugh, Jimin threw the picture at her feet. "Why did you marry me if you loved someone else?!" His voice was quieter now, but the dangerous edge in it was even more terrifying. "Why did you deceive me… deceive my family?"
Y/n’s breathing grew ragged, her vision blurring from the flood of tears. She wanted to explain, to tell him that she never intended to hurt him, but the words choked in her throat.
"I asked you a question. Give me the answer, Choi Y/n!" Jimin’s voice cracked like a whip.
Before she could react, his anger took over. He grabbed her arm and shoved her backward with force. She stumbled, her knees hitting the cold marble floor with a dull thud.
Pain shot through her, but she barely noticed it—her heart was already aching far worse than any physical wound.
Jimin stalked toward her like a predator, his presence overwhelming. He crouched down, grabbing a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back so their eyes met.
His grip was firm, his fingers tangled in her locks—not hurting, but demanding her full attention.
"If you don’t start talking," he whispered darkly, his voice like ice, "I will make sure your dear Taehyung takes his last breath right in front of you."
Y/n’s lips parted, but no words came out. Her worst fear had come true—Jimin knew everything.
And now, there was nowhere left to hide.
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𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂 (𝑱𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒇)✓
RomanceY/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.
