I Fall For A Mafia

Prologue

Jungkook

Jungkook is the number one mafia in all the country. He owns all the clubs, bars etc in the country. He can boss around every police officer because he works directly under the President of the country but nobody knows that. Everyone fears his name JK nobody calls him Jungkook or the next second they are dead. Nobody even knows his real name besides a few friends and foes.

His right arm is full of tattoos. He has a piercing on his brow and lip. Everyone fears him so much that they wet themselves on mere sight of him. He has white skin, dark black hair and dark black eyes, with a sharp jaw but not that sharp. And he is a person who has a lot of muscles but doesn't look like a bull he is leanly built. He also has a mole under his lower lip and on the left side of his neck.

Ivy

I am a first year at college. I have white skin, with dark black hair that reaches way below my hips, full lips with dark pink color naturally, dark brown eyes, with sharp cheekbones but not that sharp. My body is very slim, with all the curves of my body perfectly made.

I live with both my parents. My father is a retired Police officer. I have one brother and four sisters. My father beats us a lot and my mother hates me because I resemble my aunt a lot whom she despises. I am the elder of all my siblings. And they all make my life a living hell.

And my parents are hell of a lot strict. They always keep me locked in my home. They only allow me to go to  college and that's it. But my best friend named Laila always finds an excuse to get me out of the home and then we sneak off to clubs and house parties.

They are the reason why I don't have a boyfriend but it's not like I want one anyway. I hate the idea of falling in love. And if someone says that they love me and want to date me, well the devil I am, I report them to my father and he takes care of them.

So now nobody in my college dares to approach me. Except Jake, I mean he likes me a lot and wants me to be his girlfriend but I hate him to my core because he is a jerk. And the reason I don't report him to my father is because the principal gave a final warning letter to my father telling him that if he barges into the college again to strangle a boy then I will be asked to leave the college.

My father has stopped doing this but the boys still fear his name so they won't try me. But Jack is very arrogant, he knows this and that's why he is acting like an asshole.

My father gave a strict talk about staying away from boys because I am old enough to handle myself. And he warned me if I was ever found in a relationship with someone then he will kill me with his bare hands.

Even if I tell my father about Jake, my parents will happily take me out of this college and give me an admission into another one. There is only one problem that is that I don't want to leave this college. Because this college is the best college in the whole city.

No matter that my parents despise me, they have given me all the good education since the day I was old enough to go to school. They admitted me into the number one school in the city and now I am in a number one college in the city.

And I have paid my parents back by scouring A's in all my results. But they are not giving me education for my own good. No that sounds bullshit to them. The real reason they are giving me such a good education is because they want me to teach my younger siblings. They think I don't know but I do.

My mother is illiterate and my father has only studied till B.A . And after paying for our schools combined they can't afford to pay for tuition. So I teach them all and boy I am so bad at it. But it's not my fault that the rest of my siblings are the worst at their studies. They always fail in their exams even though I teach them the whole day and night. But in the end I am the one who gets scolded and gets a beating. Nobody says a word to them.

Nonetheless, I may not be grateful to my parents for giving me birth into this cruel world but I am grateful to them for giving me quality education.

When I grow old, I won't marry and be dependent on a stupid fool of a husband. I will grow into an independent woman with my education and live a life peacefully.

I love to hear songs and read smut novels. My parents think that I am innocent as a pie. If only they knew what I read and what goes on in my head, I would be dead before I even knew it.

Of course they don't let me use the mobile, hell I am in college and I don't have my own phone. People laugh at me for this. Once Laila tried to give me a phone but my parents denied it instantly. They think I will remain innocent until I get one. I only get to use my mother's mobile for my school work.

They won't buy me novels to read either. Because they want me to focus on my studies and on teaching my siblings. The only thing they don't know is that I download ebooks of the novels on my mother's mobile and hide them. And when I read them I lie to my parents that I am reading school work.

I've been doing this since I was in ninth grade, three years at maximum and I haven't been caught yet.

So this is the hell of my life.

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From the author:
Hey everyone! This is the first Mafia novel I am about to write. So don't mind me if I make mistakes.

And most of the things that I have mentioned in this prologue about Ivy are true for me (The author). Just don't ask me which of them.

I am having a very hard time in life so I thought to write them in the form of a book. I usually write most of my life in stories I write, but I don't let anyone read them. This is the first of my private stories so  It will help ease the pain. Even though most of the events that will occur in the future of this book won't be in real life.

I know everyone in this cruel world is facing hard times behind the darkest corners of this rached life. And all the ARMYs out there just like me wish that one of the BTS members could come and take us away from the pain.

Don't worry about it, because everyone is in the same condition whether they show it or not. And we have to be strong sometimes to face life because life is not something sweet it's sour as hell.

And our boys help us be strong through our hard times. I don't know much about you guys. But my whole life was going into a very deep pit of hell. Life became so hard that I was on the brink of losing hope two years ago.

But just then my friend forced me to become an Army. And guess what I am being strong in life for two years just because of them. I don't know where I'd be or how I'd be if I never met them.

I am so thankful to them. There is my only reason to live these days.

And don't get bored just now. I got emotional while writing this that's why it's so long. I swear I was only going to write one paragraph from the author. Oops too late now.

👀 Read you in the next chapter!