Mafia Boss Rising

37: My Kitten

A week passed by with Jungkook living at the house. Yoongi was slowly getting over his annoyance with his girlfriend's ex, but it's not completely gone yet.

Yoongi watched Y/N and Jungkook talk to each other from opposite sides of the couch while he made his coffee, Soobin and Y/N's guards standing along the walls.

"So what do you think about living in the Bahamas?" Jungkook asked.

Y/N sipped her coffee, "sounds pretty good if you have the money. Where else were you thinking?"

"Maybe Venezuela-"

"Nope." She shook her head.

"Why not?"

"Kayla of Venezuela will not be pleased if she hears you're in her country. She's not a big fan of you."

"Oh, right. Beijing?"

"Better, but there's a lot of people. You'd need to conceal your identity very well," she said.

Yoongi finished making his coffee, "come on, darling, we have work to do."

"We'll be upstairs if you need us, ok?" Y/N got up.

"Ok!" Jungkook nodded.

In their office, Yoongi sat on one side of the desk while Y/N sat across from him. He's checking cars on delivery routes and Y/N's looking over spreadsheets of sales.

"Hey, babe," Y/N called him, "how much are we giving Jungkook to disappear?"

"I'd say $800k is enough to cover his expenses for the first couple of years." He eyed the cars on the screen of his computer.

"Yea, that sounds good." She agreed. "Also, I'm looking at the sales of dragon juice and people are really liking it. I think we should order more."

Just then, her phone rang with Youngjae as the caller.

"Speak of the devil," she pressed the green button, "hello?"

"Hello, Miss Y/N! I'm calling to follow up with the dragon juice. How is it selling?" He asked.

"Very well, actually. I was going to call you to ask for another shipment." She smiled.

"I have ten units set aside just for you, beautiful."

Yoongi heard that, slowly turning his head to look at your phone with a death glare.

"Good, when will it be here?" Y/N asked.

"As soon as this afternoon. And as a gift, I'll sell at half price again for you."

"Oh, ok! Thank you."

"I'll send more flowers too, so that your home can maybe become as breathtaking as you are." Youngjae's voice was noticeably deeper and smoother.

"Ummm...not necessary. No need to send flowers." Y/N declined.

"I can't. I can't deal." Yoongi reached across the desk and took Y/N's phone. "Youngjae, it's Yoongi. Look, I don't know what relationship you think you and my girlfriend have, but you need to stop talking to her like that. You and her have a business relationship, nothing more than that. She and I are mafia bosses, worthy of your respect, so respect my relationship with her or lose our business."

He hung up on Youngjae and handed Y/N's phone back to her, "...sorry, darling, he pissed me off."

"It's fine, I would've reacted the same way," she paused, "...maybe just ten times worse. A body would be discovered."

"You'd kill a girl for flirting with me?" He chuckled.

"No, no," Y/N smiled, "I'd kill a girl for breathing in your direction. Once the psychosis kicks in, she dead."