HIS MAFIA HUSBAND | TAEKOOK ONESHOT ✔️

HIS MAFIA HUSBAND | ONESHOT

For Taehyung's twenty-fifth birthday, he was gifted a marriage certificate and informed that he was now husband to a Mr. Jeon Jungkook. Taehyung's family had entered a contract with Jeon Inc., and Taehyung was the collateral that was the result of such a contract. To maintain good relations with the Jeons, Taehyung's father gave his youngest son to the CEO of Jeon Incorporated.

For unknown reasons, Mr. Jeon agreed to the contract and accepted the presented Kim Taehyung to be his husband. So, as Taehyung woke to the sun of his twenty-fifth year, he was packed up and shipped off to be the renowned Mr. Jeon's husband.

Although Mr. Jeon was officially the CEO of Jeon Incorporated, a company begun by his grandfather, Taehyung soon came to realize that the company was merely a mask for the elaborate mafia that was the true identity of Jeon Inc. And the true identity of his CEO husband was the mafia's leader.

One month passed rather quickly for Taehyung. During his first month at the Jeon residence, he had neither seen nor spoken to his husband. Taehyung was provided his own room and amenities and was allowed to keep his occupation as an interior designer on the condition that he work completely remotely. Although Taehyung spent all of his time on the Jeon residence grounds, he seldom got bored for the estate was vast. The mansion was massive, and the gardens and surrounding woods were exquisite.

Taehyung also kept himself busy with small projects of his own. As an interior designer, Taehyung had a strong opinion of how his living space should be. So, nearly the moment he arrived at the Jeon residence, he began rearranging and redesigning his room and adjacent lounge areas.

Taehyung had naturally been introverted, so the need to go out into society was rather minimal. He was content to wander the beautiful gardens and exquisite halls of the estate so long as his life remained peaceful, and he believed that as long as Mr. Jeon remained distant and nearly non-existent, a quiet life would not be hard to maintain.

However, Taehyung's dream life was shattered the night of the first of February, just a few days after his one-month anniversary with Mr. Jeon. Taehyung was reading a book in the lounge space that was connected to his large bedroom. The curtains to the doors of the lounge's balcony were drawn to the side, allowing Taehyung a view of the moonlit garden that was just outside his area of the estate.

A piece of jazz played quietly in the background while several candles lit the lounge in a warm glow. Taehyung was nearly ready to close his book and head to bed when a loud thud sounded in the hallway just outside his bedroom door. Silently setting his book on the stand beside the daybed he had been lounging on, Taehyung carefully stood to his feet and began walking toward his bedroom door.

Pressing his ear against the thick, wooden door, Taehyung listened intently for any other sound. His brows scrunched as he heard hushed voices followed by hurried footsteps. Taehyung leaped away from the door as the footsteps ran to his door. His heart spiked in his chest as the nob to his bedroom door suddenly began to rattle. Someone was trying to break into his room!

What to do? What to do? I don't have any combat or self-defense experience! Will I be able to fight the intruders? Taehyung held his breath as a key was quickly inserted, and the door was opened.

"Mr. Taehyung!" The hushed voice of the residence's butler alerted Taehyung to the fact that the intruder was someone he knew. During his time at the Jeon residence, Taehyung had had the most interaction with the butler, the chef, the gardener, and the head housemaid.

"Mr. Park?" Taehyung returned in a whisper as the butler entered his room. Blood stained Mr. Park's clothes, and a gun with a muffle on its barrel was clutched in his right hand.

"Come with me, Mr. Taehyung. Hurry!" The butler ordered as he quickly searched Taehyung's room for any hidden intruders.

"What's going on?" Taehyung inquired as he followed the butler out of his room and into the hallway where he saw several bodies strewn across the marbled floor.