Jimin's Pov
The burlap sack was ripped from my head, revealing a harsh, bare bulb illuminating a cold, sterile room.
My wrists and ankles were bound by thick chains, digging into my flesh. I struggled, the metal cutting into my skin, but it was no use. I was trapped.
??? : “So you finally woke up,”
a voice rasped from the shadows.
My eyes adjusted to the dim light, focusing on a man in his late fifties, his face etched with grief and fury. It was Mina’s father, my uncle, Shin.
The man who’d always treated me like a son despite... well, let’s just say my reputation wasn't exactly squeaky clean.
Jimin : “Uncle Shin, what’s this?”
I croaked, trying to sound calm, but my voice cracked, betraying my fear.
He scoffed, stepping into the light, his eyes burning with a cold hatred.
Shin : “What's this? You think you can just waltz in, break my daughter's heart, and then walk away ? She was in love with you, Jimin, and you couldn’t even offer her a little love!”
The words hit me like a punch to the gut. Mina’s face flashed in my mind, pale and lifeless, the blood staining her white dress. The guilt I had buried under the weight of my mafia life, the weight of my past, it surged back up, choking me.
Jimin : “I... I didn’t mean for it to happen,”
I managed to say, my voice trembling.
Shin: “Didn’t mean for it to happen?”
He laughed, a harsh, brittle sound, that echoed in the empty warehouse.
Shin : “What exactly did you mean to happen, Jimin? Did you mean for her to die? Did you want to see her broken, her spirit shattered?”
He took another step closer, his fury radiating off him like heat.
Shin : “You took my daughter from me, Jimin,”
he spat, his voice dripping with venom.
Shin : “And now, I'm going to take everything from you.”
The weight of his hatred pressed down on me, threatening to crush me. I knew Mina loved me. But I also knew that I could never love her back. I never loved her, not the way she loved me. She was my best friend, but my heart belonged to Yoongi'
Jimin : “I told you from the start, I hated the marriage,”
I pleaded, my voice hoarse.
Jimin : “You were the one who forced it on me. I never did anything wrong to her. I gave her a divorce, a chance to choose a better life with a better person. But she chose to die.”
Shin: “Don’t play the victim role,”
Shin sneered.
Shin : “Don’t you dare torture people when they even look at your husband , then I lost my daughter.”
He leaned in close, his eyes cold and calculating.
Shin : “I can torture you, you know. That’s why I sent those videos to your precious husband and i was the one who made fake Kai to keep eye on you And I made yoongi go to the police station, made him see Hoseok… you know who killed Yoongi’s parents? It was me .”
His voice dropped to a vicious whisper.
Shin : “I don’t know why the whole Min family is stuck in my life. That Yoongi ruined my daughter’s life, and his parents got in the way of my business. I thought I could become the king of the mafia after your parents died. I took everything under my control. I even thought about killing you.”
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FanfictionCompleted ✔️ Thank you so much @Sirenn_07 for making amazing cover 💜 when his aunt , uncle sold him to mafia King for payment they can't re-pay ... But Mafia fell in love with him ♥️ A Mafia trun a innocent boy into Mafia Contains mature content,
