☆ Can the most handsome and multi-billionaire mafia boss, known for his ice-cold demeanor and feared by all, ever fall in love with an ordinary beauty?.....
☆ Will she be the one to break through the formidable walls he has built around his heart...
"Hey Mom, guess what?" Lisa said on Sunday morning, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Looks like someone's in for a treat with all these gifts." She teased while they were getting ready for Jungkook to come over-Jimin had already mentioned it to them.
Jimin tried to act all nonchalant, but her family, as usual, didn't quite get the full picture.
"Mom, it's just a necklace, alright? A small gift," Jimin grumbled, leaning over the dining table to give her dad a light head massage.
"Uh-huh, sure," Mrs. Park said with a knowing smile. "Who's the lucky person? I mean, you're not exactly rolling in cash to be buying fancy stuff like that." She gave Jimin a playful nudge, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"Mom, can we drop the whole necklace thing already? But seriously, why all the fuss? What's with all the prepping?" Jimin asked, her voice laced with curiosity and that soft hint of cuteness she always had.
"Oh, sweetie, how could you forget? Mr. Jeon helped us when we needed it most," Mr. Park said, his voice gentle, a warm smile spreading across his face. "We're not the type to forget those things, Min. It's our way of showing love and gratitude." His eyes softened as he looked at her, filled with pride and affection.
"Min, go change, will you? Jungkook's gonna be here any second, and don't forget to brush your teeth," Lisa teased, her tone playful but with that familiar big-sister edge. She glanced over at Jimin, who was lounging around in her cream kitty pajamas, and couldn't help but chuckle, shaking her head while stirring the Haejang-guk.
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"But sis..." Jimin pouted, sticking out her bottom lip, her big puppy eyes doing their best to win her over. Lisa chuckled, shaking her head. "You can pout all you want, but there's no way you're greeting him in those pajamas. Trust me, you'll thank me later." She winked, her tone teasing but laced with affection.
"Alright, sweetheart, go get ready," their mom said with a bit more firmness, cutting through the banter. With a final, dramatic pout, Jimin stomped up the stairs, her footsteps echoing with each step.
In the living room, Jihoon was losing it with laughter, completely engrossed in Lisa's phone as he played video games. The sound of his hearty chuckles mixed with the sisters' playful arguing, making the whole scene feel warm and chaotic.
After her shower, Jimin slipped into a sweet off-white mini dress with tiny red flowers scattered across it. She casually pulled her hair into a loose, messy bun, letting a few strands frame her face. With a satisfied smile, she descended the stairs.
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