YN'S POV:

Oh..... Woah......Umm...... I'm feeling so cozy and warm and lazy and safe. It feels so soft and big as if I'm hugging a fluffy teady bear. I smiled in my sleep. Everything was fine and squeezy until I realised that I don't have a goddamn teady bear!! My smile faded away and I opened my eyes immediately and saw him.

His hands were wrapped around my waist and face nuzzling in my chest as he slept unfazed like a baby. That's when I realised that till now the teady bear that I was hugging and squeezing was none other than this man beside me. I tried to throw his hand off my body but his Hulk grasp over me was restraining me from doing so.

I struggled. "Oi!" "Hey!" I groaned and shouted. "Mr. Mafia" "The heck, leave me!" I yelled but he was too involved in his dreamland to give any heed to my realistic words. I grunted rolling my eyes —frustrated early in the morning.

Now there's only one way to awake him and that always works with boys. I took a deep breath. "Oi!" I kicked him in the balls(not hardly though) but as soon as I made this move he hovered over me. Both my wrists were pinned on the either sides of me on the bed. He was so close I could feel his breaths on my lips and I'm sure he can feel the same too. He gwaked into my eyes like a loving fool.

His looks were giving mischievous vibes as he raised his left eyebrow. "I was just a little force away from loosing the ability of making you the mumma of my five little kids" he cleared himself seriously but, in an appealing voice. I narrowed my brows and then rolled my eyes on that stupid hyperbole he used while I tried to loosen his tight grip around my hands. Five kids?! Bruh! Just dream on!

"Leave already" I threatened him by gritting my teeth. He looked to the other side biting his lips, his cheeks pinkish. "Hey!" I widened my eyes as I shouted, does my words even make sense to him or am I just talking for the plot?!

What does he want early in the morning? I thought.

"My parents have given me a very beautiful name and I guess it's definitely not 'Hey' or 'Oi' " he said and then looked away in hope of hearing me call him by his name. Now how do I tell this fvcknut that I hate him so much that I refused to utter his dirty name from my clean mouth.

He again diverted his gaze at me. "Also you can't call me 'fvcknut' for the rest of our lives, right?" He raised his eyebrows. So he knew all this time, atleast he is aware of my hatred, I sighed. "So what would my wife call me? Taehyung? Baby? Darling?" .....then he moved his lips closer to my ears and whispered, "or Daddy?"

This stupidity made me snap, my jaw dropping in annoyance and I don't know why, but my heart skipped for a bit. What's with this feeling? I don't know. I just want him to get off me. This. Instant.

I didn't think of anything and said, "Mr. Kim"

"Ah.. I see my wife respects me a lot" he nodded.

Respect my foot, I cursed him internally. "Kim!" I exclaimed. "I'll call you Kim, happy?!" He grinned wide while that face just made me furious.

"Morning, Sugar!" He pecked me on my cheeks and ran away to freshen up immediately. "Yaah!" I rubbed my cheeks, throwing my legs in the air, done of that damn kiss.

After freshening up I went into the living room where I found his dad. He told me to cook breakfast for Taehyung saying it's a family tradition they follow and I couldn't deny him so I nodded giving a sign that I will do the tradition. He then left for somewhere and I made my way to the kitchen.

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The entire house is fvcking black even the kitchen, at this point I feel like I'm trapped in a horror or suspense movie. I never made food for myself and here I am making it for my enemy. I scoffed. Ridiculously absurd. The only thing I'm good at is baking, so basically I'm thinking of making him a cake.

I

'm making chocolate strawberry cake. And I was about to add strawberries to the batter when some lady screamed my name "Mrs.Kim!!" from behind in a shocked tone. I flinched at that loud scream and turned around to find the owner of it. I found an old lady, the head of all the servants standing outside the kitchen, she seemed shocked and that just confused me.

She walked towards me in a hurry and stood right next to where I was. "What are you doing, Mrs.Kim?!" she was rather terrified.

"Well, I'm just making strawberry cake for Mr.Kim" I answered calmly yet confused.

"Don't you know, he's allergic to strawberries?" She asked, concerned about it.

"No, no I didn't know. I don't have any idea about it." I explained.

Her worries faded away as she smiled at me warmly and held my hands caressing them. "It's okay Mrs.Kim but now that you know about it be careful. Hm." I nodded. "I'll take my leave then, you can carry on with your work." she bowed and made her way out of the kitchen.

I chuckled like a witch. What can kill a mafia? Answer: His weakness. I smirked. No, I'm not concerned about him at all. And I still haven't forgotten about my revenge, now that I've got to know about his weakness I won't leave a single chance to use it against him. I'll get more to know as time passes. Either I'll get rid of him or I'll make him get rid of me. He will soon know who he messed up with. He'll soon regret it. I'm determined.

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TAEHYUNG'S POV:

I usually eat my breakfast in my study and even today it wasn't any different, however it's special, it's special cause it'll be prepared by my 'special person'. I was wondering about her when someone knocked on the door and she entered in with the breakfast.

My eyes weren't ready to leave her sight. She's so captivatingly beautiful, but not like the one they call when they see pretty faces and perfect bodies, she is beautiful as everything she is, with everything she could be. She is beautiful by the way she thinks, by the way she walks, by the way she talks, the way she threatens me, the way she hates me, the way she makes eye contact with me, everything. Her beauty isn't temporary like anything in this world. I smiled softly.

She kept the plate on the table. "Oh cake!" I smiled in surprise looking at her and she smiled back. She. Smiled. Back. At . Me!! The happiness that I'm getting right now feels like I'm happy for the first time in my life. This happiness does feel illegal, but even if something's fishy I don't fvcking care. I'll bring the moon to see that lovely smile of her's. She makes my heart flatter~~

I grabbed a bite of that mouthwatering chocolate cake. As I chewed it I felt something, I paused for a second. It's fvcking filled with strawberries. I smirked. I'm allergic to it yet I continued savouring every bite of it happily. I looked up only to have an eye contact with her. God! I love having eye contacts with her.

The only eyes who aren't scared of me and the only eyes that look at me with so much hate, that it feels like love. I took another bite of cake and then another, "Umm.... it's delicious, Sugar!" and kept eating it even though I was feeling something off with my throat.

YN'S POV:

My smile faded away, he's really enjoying it?! I've purposely added a large amount of strawberries to it. Yeah, I wanted to get my revenge but atleast I'm not like him, 'heartless' to kill someone like they're mosquitos. I huffed and rolled my eyes furiously. That's enough. I pushed the plate off the table, breaking it, making him look at me as I shoot lasers. His eyes were watery and red as if he was holding his urge to choke out that damn cake any time soon. He knows what he's eating, this man fvcking knows what he's eating right now and still savouring it like idiots!

"You know what you're eating, don't you?" I asked, more like yelled. He was just looking at me. My heart was burning on his stupidity. He is making me furious and guilty at the same time. I don't know the reason but I can feel my eyes red with anger and a little teary with guilt.

"It's a chocolate strawberry cake made by my wife, you Sugar" he smiled. "You know it's bad for you, don't you?!" I asked. "Ofcourse, I do." he replied. "But you know what, Sugar? Even if you give me poison with those hands by giving that lovely smile, I'll have it without any questions." I closed my eyes to pacify myself and said, "It's not good to be Obsessed with someone to this extent!" He was still gwaking at me with a smile painted on his face. At this point, my heart was feeling heavy and I fvcking don't know why?!!

He placed his right leg on his left one and said, "I don't need to learn Obsession from someone who has never done it before." "Why, how many people have you been Obsessed with before?" I folded my hands over my chest. "Guess what? This is my first time" he said in a lol tone and winked. Seriously?! Was that even a joke?! In this situation?

"But yeah, I once loved my lovely car Maclaren too much." "Loved?" he used past tense does that mean he doesn't have it anymore? "Hm" he nodded. "Another mafia's man made a gun shot and broke its glass" he took a pause. "Then what?" "I killed him" I shot a done look after hearing his answer. He said that so straightforwardly as if it was nothing. "Yeah, that's what you can do 'Kill Humans' , right? Don't you feel even a little guilty after killing people? Didn't your heart feel a little heavy while killing that man over a stupid car? Huh?!" I questioned him in disbelief.

"That is why you can't be a mafia." he rolled his eyes. Then he rested his head on the couch and looked up at the ceiling and closing his eyes he mumbled, "Now can you please call a Doctor, Love?" I groaned loudly....

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