my teeth clenched together as i held tightly onto the man between my arms, snapping his neck then letting his body fall to the floor. i heavily exhaled as i stood up from the floor, grabbing the suitcase that lied on the floor.
"nice job honey, hurry up your brother is waiting in the car for us." my dad said hurriedly. i picked up my feet and ran behind my dad, jumping into the car once we left the building. i huffed as i slammed the door, yoongi stepping on the gas immediately.
"did you get the money?" yoongi asked. i looked at him through the mirror, holding up the suitcase, a smirk spreading across my lips, "damn right we got the money."
"that son of a bitch held me off too long for my money. he had it coming to him." my dad chuckled.
my dad, tony montana. no, no, not that tony montana. my dad is a very rich man, so of course, i grew up with a silver spoon in my mouth. my dad has been in his business for years, after my grandpa died when my dad was 18, my dad took control of the business and everything.
when i was born, my mom left me and my dad alone. my dad raised me since then, but then he married another woman, tina min. my step-mom, well, legal mother now. she's been the only mother figure in my life so i wanted her to adopt me.
tina had a son, yoongi. min yoongi. my older brother. i love my brother unconditionally, i would do anything for him and he would do anything for me.
being a daughter of a mafia leader has many pros and cons. pros: i can fight anyone, shoot guns, and get money. cons: i have had many near death experiences, but they all resulted just fine. i'm still here aren't i?
my dad held his hand out to me, i handed him the suitcase. he put the suitcase on his lap and opened it, revealing huge stacks of money. probably around $50,000 or more. he sighed, through his sigh i could tell he was smiling.
"is it all the money dad?" i asked. he nodded, "it is all the money my sweets. let's go home now kids." he sighed.
i smiled at my dad's accent. he's italian along with dutch and he was born and raised in new york, once my dad took over the business, we moved all around. philadelphia, new hampshire, new jersey, everywhere.
once we got home, tina was quick to welcome us, "i'm so glad you guys are back. i have news." she smiled.
my dad kissed her on the cheek, "what is it?" he asked. "the jung's will be over soon. mr. jung called, said he needed to talk business."
my dad sighed, "alright kids you know what this means, dress nice. look presentable, please."
i nodded, "of course dad."
me and yoongi went up the stairs to our rooms, i turned to look at yoongi, his eyes were already pinned on me, i furrowed my eyebrows, "what is it?"
he smirked, "the jungs are coming over, you know what that means."
i rolled my eyes, "not this again yoongi."
he scoffed, "you know it too, they want you to marry hoseok. the jung industry makes a lot of money. imagine if they brought dad's business into it. it'd make us filthy rich."
i rolled my eyes, "i need to get ready."
"stop me when i lie, aaliyah."
i closed my door and took a shower. changing into a simple blue dress. "ms. aaliyah?" the maid, jenna, entered my room. "yes jenna?"
"your parents wanted me to come in and tell you the jung's are here."
i smiled, "okay, thank you jenna."
she smiled and closed my door. i looked at myself one last time in the mirror before i exited my room. i walked out of my room the same time yoongi did. we both stopped when we realized we had the same colors on.
"no. no fucking way." he said. i crossed my arms, "well i'm not changing."
"i'm not either." he retorted. i scoffed, "i put this dress on first! i shouldn't have to change out of it. besides, i look better in blue."
"no way! i look better in blue."
i laughed, "who do you have to impress? are you secretly gay for hoseok?" i teased.
"oh, i'm not gay. but you definitely have something for hoseok," he smirked. "i know you have a scandalous dress, or two, in your closet. i think hoseok would love those ones."
i punched his arm, "fuck you. since i'm the mature one here, i'll change."
he smirked, "pleasure doing business with you, sis."
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i walked down the stairs, side by side with yoongi. mr. and mrs. jung's heads turned to the staircase as we walked down, their lips curved onto big smiles, "look at you two! growing up so quickly!" mrs. jung beamed.
along side them was hoseok. i looked away from him as he gave me a stern look.
i was never fond of jung hoseok. so many stories about that boy that has put the jung's to shame many times, so terribly. i'm surprised their business has been in tact ever since hoseok figured out he could do many things with the thing between his legs.
i walked up to the jung's, giving them a kiss on the cheek to greet them. our parents began to continue the conversation they were having as soon as me and yoongi said hello.
"hello aaliyah, looking ravishing as ever." hoseok smirked sarcastically as he planted a kiss on the back of my hand.
i rolled my eyes and scoffed, pulling my hand away from hoseok's touch, "as to you, hoseok."
"why don't you start eating dinner, me and mr. jung are gonna have a private conversation for a while." my dad said.
tina took my hand, mrs. jung taking my other hand as they walked hand in hand with me, yoongi and hoseok following behind.
a few minutes had passed by as my dad and mr. jung came to the table, "i have some news." my dad said. everyone's attention turned to my dad, "aaliyah, there is an arranged marriage for you and hoseok."
my heart dropped as i gulped down a scream.
"arranged marriage?"
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[sorry for any grammatical errors]
