When your arranged mafia husband comes late with hickeys on your wedding night

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Y/n is sitting on her bed. She just got married to the mafia king. It was an arranged marriage. Before the marriage, her husband, Kim Taehyung, didn't meet her often. Most of the time, he was just polite. She doesn't know what to expect from the marriage. She is waiting for Taehyung to come to their room. She re_moved her wedding dress and makeup and took a shower. Now waiting for him to come back. It's almost 2 in the morning. But there is no sign of him. She is debating whether to sleep or wait. Does he go on a mission? Her thoughts start to scatter between the possibilities.

When she is lost, her husband enters the room. Her eyes go to him. The few bu_ttons of his shirt are unbu_ttoned, the suit jacket on his hand, and he has disheveled hair. But her eyes go to his ne_ck. The deep radi_sh purple marks. For a few sec, she forgets to breathe. She knows exactly what it is. Her eyes again go to his face.

Y/n: What were you doing?

Tae: Nothing.

Y/n: Nothing??? And does the m_ark on your ne_ck come from thin air??

She retorts. Taehyung looks at her with cold eyes..

Tae: Listen, mind your own business. My personal life is mine. You are a wife on papers. What I do, where I go, and with whom I get my wa_y are none of your business. So know your fu_cking place?

Y/n: So you will che_at on me on our wedding ni_ght?

Tae: Is it something special, or are you too naive?

Y/n: You are really going to treat me like that?

Tae: Don't expect me to be your ideal husband. Stop dreaming. And you better do your job to show the world that you are a perfect wi_fe. But in private, we are nothing. So stop nagging me. Or else you will re_gret it.

He says coldly and goes to the bathroom to take a shower.

Y/n grabs the mattress and digs her nails into it.

"Kim Taehyung, you messed up with the wrong person. And I will make you fu_cking regret. You think I am some sweet girl who will tolerate your bu_llshit coz you are a mafia. No, hubby, I will make you pay for all the ins_ults."

She takes a few breaths to control her an_ger and then smirks. She goes to the closet and changes herself into a se_xy sho_rt dress showing her cu_rves and skin. She does some Makeup and walks out.

She takes a drive to somewhere, sending a message to someone. She smirks.

"The game begins now."

She walks to the VIP private room of the club, which is assigned to her.

As soon as she enters the room, the manager runs to her.

Manager: Miss Lim? I thought you won't be here. It is your wedding ni_ght.

Y/n: So what? We didn't marry for lo_ve. Now send me my desserts.

Manager: Sure.

He runs away.

After a while, Five men enter.

Hoon: Mist_ress?? You came. I thought you would never come after your marriage.

He clings to her arms. Y/n cresses his hair.

Y/n: How can I forget my baby?

Rys: Mist_ress? Do you wa_nt us all tonight or only Hoon?

Y/n: I wa_nt all of you Tonight.

She smirks.

Hoon: But I will ge_t you the most.

He says in a sweet voice.

Y/n: Of course, my baby. Now give me a ki_ss.

Hoon smiles and sm_ashes his li_ps on hers. Y/n aggre_ssively holds his hair hair and ki_sses him dee_ply. The other goes to the sofa and starts to ki_ss and to_uch her.

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