You are friends with a group of boys at an unruly time. Where you are controlled by a dictator that is cruel and brutal. After certain events, you and your friends have gotten tired of his terror and planned to overthrow his reign. During their jour...
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The lady placed the crown over my head and bowed towards me. "Your highness will come here for you my Queen." the old woman said to me. "Y/n, call me Y/n. I am no queen." I told her, I would never be a queen to a man that evil. "I can't ma'am sorry, I'd get in trouble," she said looking down. "Yeah, I wouldn't want you to get in trouble," I whispered. "You are truly different," she mumbled and I smiled slightly. "That's me..."
She bowed once more and left the room. I miss the guys... haven't been able to see them for the last couple of days since we arrived. I hope they're ok... Jimin. There was a knock on the door, snapping me out of my thoughts. The door opened and Jiyong walked in, looking at me in awe. "You look beautiful..." He walked towards me and smiled. "No thank you or anything," he added after I didn't respond back to me. "I'm fine without the compliments," I said.
"Stand up." I looked at him and stayed down in my seat. "I said to get the fuck up." He grabbed me by my arm, pulling me up. I looked at him in his eyes in slight fear. "Don't think I won't put you in order. I'll say it again, you look beautiful." he gritted his teeth. "T-thank you." I stuttered. "See, I can be nice. Let's take you to the others." I grabbed my hand pulling me out of the room, through the hall. Soon we arrived at a room.
He opened the door and we walked into the room, the ballroom. There I saw his three wives drinking wine at a table full of food. The food that could be used to feed the town. "My lovely dear wives..." They placed their drinks down and stood up bowing to Jiyong. I noticed that their dresses and crowns were much simpler than mine. Yeeun glanced at me and my attire. "My King, who's this?" Yeeun asked, glaring at me. "I found a new wife, one that can keep you guys in much company." He explained.
"A new wife... are we not enough your king." Soyeon asked him, looking slightly disappointed. "That's not the case, there is just... something special about this woman. Her name is Y/n, welcome her. Be nice and I shall see you all later." He grabbed my hand and kissed it gently and walked out of the door. "Hello Y/n nice to meet you," Eunji said and I smiled slightly. "No, it's not... a common town person entering the palace." Yeeun interrupted, placing her hand on her hip. "What did you do to even gain the King's attention." Soyeon questioned me.
"I did nothing... unlike y'all." I said and they scoffed. "You're special? He might think that way but you're not." Yeeun snickered. "I think you're just being bitter because I have the bigger crown, I'm sorry Jiyong doesn't love you as much as you taught," I said slyly. "Listen, you selfish little bitch, Jiyong is ours and not yours," Soyeon shouted. "Stop it, must we argue with her." Eunji intervened and I glanced at her. "Shut up Eunji, you're more worthless than her. I'm surprised that you still have been here after he got many wives after you. You're a sad bitch." Yeeun grunted. "The only sad bitch I see is you, you're jealous of her. It's fine to be, but me I'd never, especially if you're not worth it." I grabbed Eunji's hand and pulled her out of the ballroom. I let go and she looked at me.
"Thank you for standing up for me," she mumbled and I shook my head. "It's whatever." I then walked away and walked into the throne room, there I saw Jay and smirked. 'if it isn't Queen Y.n, beautiful." Jay walked towards me and bowed slightly. I rolled my eyes and walked past him. He scoffed and grabbed my arm. "Don't touch me!" I pulled my arm away and walked out into the garden. I walked around to see the boys out in the field. I ran over to them. "Guys!" They turned around and looked at me in awe.
"You really have grown," Jin said, looking at me. "Yeah." Jimin looked at me with sparkles in his eye. "You look beautiful..." He said and I blushed. "Thank you, Chim Chim... I miss you guys. I slipped away from Jiyong just to see y'all." I said. "Have you met the other wives," Yoongi asked me and I rolled my eyes in disgust. "Yeeun and Soyeon are petty jealous bitches but Eunji she's quite defenseless, she's sweet though. She must've gone through alot with those two." I explained and they nodded. "We saw them but Jiyong seems to shower you more... I wish I could hug you." Jimin said and I smiled sadly. "Me too..." I uttered. "Hmm hmm, Jiyong." Taehyung coughed slightly.
"Y/n..." I turned around and looked at him. "Why aren't you with the women?" he asked me, looking over at the guys. "I wanted to take a break that's all" I lied. "Come on...." He grabbed me by my arm roughly pulling me away from the guys and I shouted. "Let go of me!" He pulled me into a bedroom and slapped me across my face. "Who gave you permission to leave the room and go out to those boys." I touched my face in disbelief, this bastard slapped me. I raised my hand and slapped him.
"I am not a woman who will stand if a man hits her anymore, I've gone through that long enough," I yelled, not wanting to be abused anymore. "Really.." He grabbed me by my hair and I yelped. "Listen, you slut you are my wife you shall respect me. Therefore, you are my property. I'll hit, beat, and fuck the hell out of you as much as I want!" I fell over to the floor and looked up at him. "I'm not your wife!" I screamed and he smiled. "You are whatever I want you to be and you'll be staying in my room till you get it in your head, who's the daddy. He scoffed and walked out of the room, then there was a click, meaning he locked the door. I cried.
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