From Reluctance to Desire: A Mafia Story [JJK]

✨A DEAL, NOT A LOVE STORY✨

Jungkook sat in his dimly lit room, his fingers tapping restlessly against the armrest of his chair. His jaw was tight, muscles tense, his mind raging. His father's words kept repeating in his head, over and over.

This was bullshit. He had spent years cleaning up after his father's mess, eliminating threats, building their empire—doing everything expected of him. And now?

Now, he was supposed to settle down? Marry some random girl just because it benefited his father's business? No. Not just business.

Jungkook knew the real reason behind this marriage. And that made it worse. He clenched his fists, exhaling sharply. And that girl—Kim Y/N—was a nightmare.

The way she had yelled at him in front of everyone. The way she had dared him to shoot her, standing there without a hint of fear. She looked him dead in the eyes, as if challenging his entire existence.

She wasn't scared of him. He had met reckless people before, but she was on another level. Too bold. Too sharp. Too infuriating.

A sharp knock on the door pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Come in."

The door swung open, and his father stepped inside. As always, his face was unreadable, his presence filling the room with quiet dominance. No pleasantries. No small talk. Straight to business. "I don't care whether you like this or not, Jungkook. The deal is sealed."

Jungkook clenched his jaw, his grip tightening on the armrest. "And if I refuse?"

His father exhaled, looking at him as if he was being difficult. "You won't."

Jungkook scoffed. "And what makes you so sure?"

His father's gaze sharpened. "Because you know what's at stake. You always do what's necessary."

Jungkook fell silent. His teeth gritted so hard his jaw ached. His father wasn't wrong. And that was the problem.

"I don't expect you to love her," his father continued, tone emotionless. "I don't care if you hate her. But you willmarry her. And you will make sure she behaves."

Jungkook let out a humorless laugh. "Oh, she's got plenty of behavior already."

His father remained unfazed. "Then fix it. You're good at handling difficult people, aren't you?"

Jungkook ran a hand through his hair, his irritation reaching its peak. This was insane. His entire life had been dictated by his father's orders, and now he was supposed to play husband?

"Friday," his father said, voice final. "Don't cause any problems."

And with that, he turned and left.

Jungkook sat in silence, his mind racing.

This was going to be a nightmare.

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Y/N sat stiffly on the couch, her entire body vibrating with rage.

Across from her, her father casually flipped through the morning paper, looking bored. As if he hadn't just sold her off. Her voice cut through the silence. "So that's it? I don't get a choice?"

Her father sighed, setting the paper down, irritated. "You lost your right to choices when you followed me last night. You got yourself into this mess."