Min Yoongi.
A business magnate, and a mafia leader.
You and him were a whole world apart, until fate got your life intertwined.
He would do anything to make you his.
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Nothing in the world is ever completely wrong. Even a stopped clock is right twice a day.
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Paulo Coelho
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"You sent her away!"
"I gave her choices. Unlike you, I would never force her to do something she didn't want to.She has all the plausible reasons of wanting to get away from you.Stop living in denial."
"You... you should have stopped her for me!"
"We are all busy because of your absence! Do you know that our stock prices plunged for more than thirty percent in just one day after you got shot?We are all on throes ever since!"
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He sat on your bed inside the empty bedroom. The bed had been made up, the sheet was flat and crisp, the desk and coffee table in front of the TV were all bare, there was no sign of you ever been there.
He could only imagine to smell your perfume, it was always lingered in his mind, giving the illusion that the pleasant scent was still remained in the air.
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"Where is she? You should have known about it, there was no way she could get away without any help!"
"You underestimated her, Yoongs. Tell me, do you even know where her brother and his family are, right now?They immigrated out from South Korea.And how do you think a mere factory worker could get that much money to facilitate a secret migration in such short notice?"
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He proceeded to the walk in closet, sliding the door open, and walked inside, his feet could feel the plush carpet covering the floor.
Seemed like you took away just a few, mostly casual and work out clothes. All the formal cocktail dresses were still full to the edge. Shoes rack were full, he realized you only took a piece or two, your sneakers and probably some of the casual heels.
He went to the bathroom, all your toiletries were gone. It was empty and bare, worsening the painful twist in his heart, realizing that he had lost you for real.
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He fetched his gun from his coat and aiming it to Seokjin, whose eyes widened, not expecting him to pull the act.
"Hyung! No!"
There were sound of guns being cocked, and he knew without having to look, that some of the boys were aiming their guns at him. Hoseok, Taehyung and Jimin who always carried guns on their coat, just like him.
