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"I hate you, Park Jimin!"
"Let go of me you dirty DEMON!"
"I'm his guardian ANGEL!"
"OH Y/N! You just became my new favorite target! Let the game begin."
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"Why did he just call you Prince Jimin?" I sat up and asked. "Yeah." he replied. He got off the bed and walked towards the closest.
"Care to explain?" I asked with my arms crossed across my chest. He ignored me and continued to search through the clothes hanging up.
"Here, wear this." he said as he threw a black dress at me. He then found him some clothes and began to get dress.
"No, not till you start talking." I replied with an annoyed voice. "Just get dressed love. I can't keep him waiting any longer." he said as he buttoned the last button on his shirt.
We walked hand in hand down a long hallway and down some stairs. We stopped in from of some huge double doors guarded by two men. I was so confused and scared at the same time. Jimin removed his hand from mine and wrapped my arm around his arm. "Prince, or King as been accepting you." one of the men said.
"Shall I announce you and..." he began to ask. "Mrs. Park Y/N, my wife." Jimin completed the mans sentence. The two men reached for the door handles. "Don't worry love." Jimin whispered into my ear as the doors were opened.
"Prince Jimin and Princess Y/N, your majesty." one of the men announced once the doors were fully opened. My eyes widened in shock, looking into the room. It was a throne room. A man sat at the very end on a black chair fit for a king.
Jimin started to led me to the man sitting in the chair. Walking down the red carpeted isle my heart was beating uncontrollable. Jimin could sense it as he was slowly rubbing his other hand on top of my arm to comfort me. I'm not sure where this sweet side of his has come from, but it's nice.
I kept my head down as my nerves were getting the best of me. Suddenly we stopped walking. I slowly looked up and saw we were now standing in front of that man. He looked a lot like Jimin. Was he maybe his father?
"Son, you finally decided to return home and I see you brought a very beautiful guest with you." the man spoke. "Yes, father." Jimin replied. So this is his father, but wait the others called Jimin, Prince. Does that mean I'm standing in front of a King. I looked up at the man and notice a golden crown that sat on top of his head. 'No way!' I thought in my head.
"This is my wife, Y/N." Jimin said as he removed our arm contact and he held my hand out for the King to reach out for. The King took my hand and brought it up to his lips kissing the top very lightly. "Y/N, what a beautiful name." he said very creepy like. A chill ran down my spine.
He released my hand and I instantly took and rubbed my hand on my dress behind me to remove his nasty kiss. "I'm glad son, you found someone as beautiful as her to bear children with. I'm sure my grandson with be handsome." he said and then winked at Jimin.
"SAY WHAT?" I shouted without thinking. "I'm not pregnant!" I said in a quieter tone. "Oh but my lady, you will be. I'm sure my son has already began planted his seed inside you." he replied with a chuckle. My jaw dropped.
I looked over at Jimin and he had a huge smirk on his face. I could feel my blood beginning to boil. Before I could snap and go off on them two, Jimin had grabbed my waist and turned me around. "Father we will now take our leave." he said as he started to lightly push me to walk away.
"Very well son and I look forward to hearing the good news very soon, Princess." his father said as we were walking away.
"So I'm expected to give you a child now?" I huffed out once we entered our bedroom. "No, a son." he replied as he shut the door. I put my hands on my hips and just stared at him.
"We are married love, so shouldn't we have kids and a family?" he asked walking up to me. "Well I guess, but what if I don't want kids?" I asked.
"Sorry to tell you, but you don't have a choice." he said as he ended up walking right pass me and sat down on the bed.
"Yes I do!" I replied turning around to face him. "No you actually don't." he said more sternly. "Why?" I asked getting angry.
"Because, I'm the Prince of Darkness and must have an heir. My father, the man you just met. He is the King of Darkness or otherwise known as... the Devil." he said, looking me with that fucking smirk again.
"WHAT!? Devil!" I shouted. Jaw dropped and my eyes widen. How did I go from a guardian angel who work for GOD. To a fallen angel who is married to the Prince of Darkness and now I have to give him a heir, a son?
"What love? Are you scared?" he asked as he stood up and pulled me into his embrace. "No I'm not, I'm just shocked is all." I replied. "What happens if we have a girl, though?" I asked pulling away from him.
"We keeping trying till we have a son." he said pulling me back to him. He slowly brushed his lips across mine before saying...
