Amidst the chaos that surrounded y/n's life she was never the one to let others know how tortured she was . The world only knew the girl who was the ray of sunshine in everyone's life or it was that no one cared enough to question her reality.
Y/n was about to begin in 3 months. She grew up in an orphanage as her parents passed away in a terrorist attack when she was 6. She was the only one who made it alive because of her mom . She was shielding y/n to protect her from the gaze of the terrorists. Y/n never appreciated surviving she often blamed herself for the death of her parents. As she was the one to convince them to go the new mall near downtown that day.
The disastrous flashbacks from the past often kept her from sleeping peacefully at night haunting every bit of her. For the summer she was working in a vintage mansion which was well preserved but no one was living there. Y/n had heard so many rumours about it belonging to most dangerous man of their country but she never believed those as she didn't believe in mafia in this modern world.
Her sister lily was the only person she had in her life , but she was never able to gather enough courage to tell her about their parents. She never wanted to burst Lily's bubble making her face the reality of this world.
As one day y/n was working one day at the mansion she heard the whispers among her coworkers. Everyone was gasping having heard the news that the man that owned the mansion was coming for a visit. Most of them were fearful as they had heard bone chilling stories about the cruelty of The Mr.Jeon
" You know i have heard that Mr. Jeon killed his own brother just to insure he inherits the whole crime business to himself." Mina exclaimed looking around Fully alerted making sure no-one else was able to hear her .
" And how do you if that's the reality Mina ? It might just be a silly rumour, perhaps don't believe in those things people love spread gossips" Y/n replied giving Mina a pat on the shoulder.
As they were chatting Y/n noticed the wishpers within the house started to slow down quickly. As she was trying to process what is happening , a man seeming to be in his mid thirties came running warning everyone about Mr. Jeon' arrival.A bunch of Rolls-Royce pulled up outside the mansion. As their doors opened a tension rose up in the atmosphere. Now whole place was erry silent as if there was no trace of life there. Servents and guards stiffened as Mr.Jeon jungkook outsteped.
His presence was suffocating like a dense fog that blanketed the grounds. His face bore a cold expression but his dark eyes were enough to send shivers down the spine. Clad in a black tailored suit that hugged his wide and muscular frame he made his arrival inside the mansion with a Predatory grace.
He climbed to the top with bloodstained hand carrying the long lived legacy of his ancestors, destroying many empires in the process. His ruthless reputation was enough to make anyone fearful. And those who dared to cross his path were met with harsh consequences. The rumours were true he bore no mercy in his heart while executing his enemies.
He had no enemies or it can said there weren't left any . As he took steps towards the mansion two guards rushed to open the door avoiding eye contact as they were aware of his cruel nature .
He entered the house in a assertive manner and headed straight to the room that was specifically prepared for him.
On the opposite end y/n was working on the other side of the mansion while she got a call to arrive in the kitchen. Without giving it any thoughts she entered the kitchen where she saw frightful looks on everyone's faces. Before she could enquire further she was given the task to present Mr. Jeon with his food.
She agreed and made her way to his room unaware of the consequences she was about to face.........
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