JK'S POV-
"Ms. Yoonji" I said, nodding. "You know you're not supposed to be here."
"Why? Why am I not supposed to be here? Because you're doing awful shit to my sister, and don't want the Families to know? Is that why?"
"As I told your brothers- Seokjin, Namjoon and Yeonjun, Y/N won't come to any harm from my Family or me." i said
"Yeah, right, because I am just supposed to take the word of a f#cking psychopath, right? 'Oh, no harm will come to her. Except, you know, the whole kidnapping and forced marriage thing,' you f#cking lunatic."
"I'm not seeing the family resemblance to your sweet wife." Jimin said, shaking his head as Yoonji glowered at him.
"Only because you have yet to piss Y/N off." I said, snorting.
"So you admit it. You're pissing her off." yoonji confronted.
"I piss her off by existing, yoonji." I said, shrugging.
"Just keep her trapped in a building like f#cking Rapunzel. Totally normal thing to do to your supposed wife."
"She is free to move around." I said.
"With babysitters." Yoonji snapped.
"With guards. For her own safety." I corrected.
"Oh, so she is free to come and see me then, right? Great! Send her down." she demanded.
"I can't do that."
"Right. Because she's not your wife. She's your f#cking prisoner."
"As I told your brothers, once Y/n settles into her life here, she will be able to be in contact with all of you again."
"Oh, when she is so brainwashed by your stupid face that she will forget that she is here against her will, you mean?"
"My stupid face?" I repeated, lips twitching.
"Would you prefer me calling it 'punchable?' Because it is that too."
"Don't you know better than to threaten a mafia boss?" Jungwon growled.
"Oh, please. And what do you think you're going to do to me?" she asked, eyes rolling. "One hair on my head goes out of place while I am here and my brothers will come so fast that you won't be able to reach for your gun before they're plucking each of your teeth out with a set of pliers."
She wasn't exactly wrong about that. She might have called me a psycho, but the title for that absolutely went to her brothers.
"Yoonji, you have my word that Y/n will see you again in the near future."
"That near future is now!" Yoonji declared, gaze holding mine.
I'd known lifelong mafias, professional hitmen, who wouldn't dare to speak to me or look at me the way she was right then. You had to admire her guts.
"And if I have bruises, you Shorty," she said, looking over at Jimin again after she tried to pull her arm loose, "I am going to find out where you f#cking live, let myself in, and pour hot grease all over your house." she told him, and there was something a bit chilling in her eyes as she gave him the threat, something that made me think she was completely capable of doing exactly that.
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