Namjoon was sleeping with his arms wrapped around Y/n. He bring her to his room, and after having a shower and same more s*x. He fell asleep with her in his arms.

She was crying silently even in her sleep. Suddenly a loud banging woke them, Namjoon's eyes snapped open, and he quickly sat up, casting a cautious glance at Y/n, making sure not to disturb her.

He slips out of bed, grabs a robe, and silently pads towards the door. As he opens it, he finds his son Jungkook, seething with anger. Namjoon gestures urgently for him to keep quiet, mindful of Y/n's rest.

"What's the matter with you? Y/n's sleeping."

But Jungkook's fury doesn't wane. He brandishes a gun at Namjoon, eyes blazing with defiance. "How dare you! How dare you touch her? I will fcking k'll"

Namjoon's expression remains stoic, his years of experience in the underworld evident as he calmly disarms his son.

"You need more practice if you want to take me down, Jungkook. That's why I used to tell you to practice with me." And then Namjoon added, "Control yourself, Jungkook. Violence won't solve anything."

"It is! You chose it! How could you fcking send me that!? How dare you touch my Y/n!" He yelled.

"You made me, what I wanted was simple, you made it complicated. And I can't punish you, but I surely can punish her. Poor girl cried so much. Don't distrub her." Namjoon said.

Jungkook's face contorted with rage, and he attempted to strike Namjoon. Namjoon effortlessly blocks the blow, his voice laced with authority.

"You will see what I will do now, Say bye to all of your g*n factories and Dr*g ones." Jungkook said and was about to leave.

"Try to do any, and I will do something way worse with Y/n." Namjoon replied.

"Don't be ridiculous." Jungkook said.

"You should not be ridiculous. What I am asking for is beneficial. Tomorrow you will apologize to Kang." Namjoon exclaimed. Jungkook stared at Namjoon, now he was about to cry.

"Dad, I fcking love that woman. Why are you involving her in our matters? Keep her out of this." Jungkook said.

"I am helping you keep your love to yourself. Just do what I say."
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The night was draped in shadows as the crackling flames illuminated the garage.

Jungkook stood a few feet away, his chest heaving with barely contained fury as he watched the inferno consume the sleek lines of his father's prized possession.

The flames danced like vengeful spirits, twisting and curling around the luxurious car, its once pristine body now a charred monument to Jungkook's wrath.

Namjoon came, his eyes widening in disbelief as he beheld the fiery wreckage. His fists clenched, and the muscles in his jaw tensed as the truth dawned on him.

The staff and other workers trying to take control over the flames.

"Jungkook!" Namjoon bellowed, his voice echoing in the desolate alley. "You dare cross me like this?"

Jungkook stepped forward, his gaze burning with a raw intensity. "You took the one thing I cared about," he seethed, his voice laced with venom. "You violated the only trust I had left. You don't care about anyone else except your stupid cars."

Namjoon's expression darkened, his eyes flashing with a dangerous glint. "You think this will suffice? You believe you can challenge me and emerge unscathed?"

Jungkook's lips curled into a bitter smirk. "I'm ready for whatever you throw my way," he declared, his voice firm and resolute. "I won't rest until you feel the same pain I did."

Namjoon's steely resolve hardened, and he met his son's glare with a cold, unyielding gaze. "You've made an enemy tonight, Jungkook, I will forget you are my son." he growled, the words vibrating with an ominous promise.

"You forgot that when you fcked my love." Jungkook replied.

"Remember this moment well, for the fire you've ignited tonight will consume us both before it's all over."
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As Namjoon entered his lavish office the next morning, he noticed a significant drain in his funds.

He saw Y/n who was calmly sitting at his desk, her fingers swiftly tapping away on the keyboard, causing the money to disappear.

"What's going on?" he demanded, his voice tense. Y/n met his gaze, cool and collected.

"I had to fix some things," she said, her tone resolute. "Your money was dirty, soaked in the blood of innocent people. I returned it where it belongs."

Surprise twisted into a begrudging respect within Namjoon.

Here was a woman who dared challenge him, displaying a skill he hadn't anticipated.

"If you are a thief and know how to steal money online, pay me back. Or you being with me." Namjoon asked.

"I would pay back with my own money, not the stolen one."

"You're brave," he admitted, a faint smile on his lips. "But don't mistake my respect for weakness. I built this empire through hard work and sacrifice, and no one undermines my authority."

Y/n's expression hardened, a smirk playing at her lips. "Harm me again, and I'll expose every dark secret you've hidden. Your friends will desert you, and your enemies will devour you. I may be new to your world, but I'm not powerless."

Namjoon paced the room, calculating the risks and rewards. "You've got my attention, Y/n," he conceded, his voice barely masking the underlying threat. "Just remember this: in our world, loyalties can shift, and trust can be bought. Be cautious about who you confide in. You might find that I'm not the only one with hidden talents."

He stepped closer to her, putting his hands on both sides of the chair, he wanted to fck her raw. What she just did turned him down.

"How did you end up with Jungkook? You are so smart?" Namjoon smirked.

"You know the answer, I trapped a rich brat." Y/n rolled her eyes.

"So you are admitting you are a gold digger? Nice, because I have enough money for you to spend your whole life." He replied.

She holds his collar. "Soon you will be left with none. So stay within your limits and away from me."

"Cute, you know a few hacking skills and think you can destroy me whole business?" Namjoon said.

"Watch me," she pushed him and stood up from his chair. "Have a good day Mr. Kim."
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"Jungkook," Y/n tried to hold Jungkook's hand but he pushed her.

"I hate you." He said.

"You don't, we both know." She replied.

"Why didn't you stop him?" He asked.

"You think I didn't?" She questioned.

"You didn't." He replied.

"Jungkook, trust me."

"Trust what huh? Why did you marry him? You could have come to me? Inform me, I would have stopped you from getting married but you didn't tell me anything." Jungkook exclaimed in anger.

"He didn't give me time. And he threatened." She said,

"As if, did you marry him of your choice?"

"Jungkook, how long have you known and been saying this?" She exclaimed, now irritated by him too. "And why are you not doing anything? He locked me in a glass cage, and you did nothing. Why?"

Jungkook was silent, but he was not happy about the way she was talking.

"I will tell you why, because you can't fight back your father. You know that too, I always told you to create a name for yourself and be independent, but at that time you didn't want to do anything and spend your father's money." Y/n exclaimed.

"I wasted my time on you Y/n, because you were more important to me than anything else." Jungkook replied.

"Okay so now I am not important? Your father forced me last night, and all you could do was burn his cars?"

"What else would have I done? He is twisted, he does what he wants and makes everyone behave the way he desires. He knows how to control people." Jungkook replied.

"Exactly, and don't you dare point fingers at me. Solve the problem you and your father have." She exclaimed. Jungkook wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Baby, I wasn't pointing fingers at you, I know him. But the picture he sent me, I want to k'll him for that."

"Just believe me, we will solve this together." Y/n said.

Jungkook nodded his head. "I believe you."

"And Hana, get close with her. She knows a lot of things that can help us."

"I will try."
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Y/n sat calmly as the makeup artist delicately brushed her cheeks with soft hues, making her features glow.

Namjoon stood in the doorway, his breath caught in his throat at the sight of her. After her final touch-up, he extended his hand, leading her to a quiet room.

Namjoon holds her chin, making her look up.

"Poor girls like you just have tears huh?" Namjoon said.

"I am not crying right now." She replied.

"But you are not smiling either." He exclaimed, he stepped closer to her, pulling her hair behind her ear. He kissed her neck.

She flinches by his sudden act and steps back, but her back hit the wall and there was no distance left between them.

His hand caressed her waist, going to her zipper. "Jungkook didn't do what you say?" She asked.

"No, I just want to fck you." He exclaimed.

She pushed him,"Stop this, you will wake up with millions lost in your bank account."

"Take it, I don't mind losing them, if I get to fck you right now." He pushed her to the wall. He pulled down the dress, causing the dress to fall on the floor as it was unzipped, and pool at her feet.

He eyed her body, she was wearing a white lingerie. "Fck, you look so hot."

He kissed her chest, while his hand sneaked in her underwear, he softly rubbed her cl't and then entered his one finger.

Follow back another as he fingerbangs her. "Stop!" She exclaimed.

"Shush, keep it low. We are not at home and Jungkook is getting ready for the wedding in the next room. You don't want him to cause drama and me to cause a bigger drama?" He asked, and she shook her head."Good girl."

He held her neck and pulled her in, kissing her lips softly. He inserted his tongue in her, bringing her tongue to his mouth, then he sucked on it. While he thrusts his fingers fastly.

He pulled back and cupped her face with one hand. "Baby are you sad huh? You made me sad, Jungkook is getting married, and you are not the bride. Are you sad baby?"

He turned her around, his hands caressed her waist and he kissed her neck. "I will take away your pain,"

He pulled the underwear aside, as he unbuckled his belt and pants. He thrust himself in her. Her soft moans filled up the place. He wrapped his arm around her waist, hugging her from behind while kissing her ear.

She put her head on his shoulder, he fcked her from behind.

After that, he made her wear the clothes and fixed her hair. "You still look flawless, beautiful."

He smiled and held her hand. "Let's go outside."
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Jungkook stood at the altar with Hana, his soon-to-be wife, wearing a forced smile. Though the ceremony was lavish, his heart felt heavy. He glanced at Y/n, who looked stunning in a short dress and high heels, catching his eye as she discreetly mouthed, "Are you okay?" Despite the glitz and glamor, Jungkook couldn't shake the feeling of being trapped in a life he never truly wanted.

"Are you okay?" He mouths back, and they both know they weren't okay and this wasn't okay too.

"Honey, come with me, I want to introduce you to some people." Namjoon wrapped his one hand around Y/n's waist. She looked at him.

"I thought I was not worth it." Y/n replied.

"I thought that too, but you are looking better than I expected. You are looking presentable." He replied,

"What if I don't behave properly? After all, I am still cheap according to you.'

"You are not cheap if my name is attached to you. And if you don't behave, you will get punished tonight." He put his hand over her back and brought her to meet other people.

Namjoon got busy in conversation and she decided to leave. She decided to have some drinks.

Y/n stands by the bar, a glass of whiskey in hand, her eyes fixed on the dance floor where Jungkook and his bride, Hana, share their first dance as husband and wife.

" You look happy tonight." Jungkook said.

Y/n's lips curve into a faint smile as she takes a thoughtful sip of her drink, her eyes meeting Jungkook's.

" I am. It's hard to believe it's all coming together."

Jungkook's gaze softens as he looks at Y/n, a flicker of admiration and in his eyes.

" It's been a long journey, but we're close now. Just a little more to go." He said. She made the right decision to add Jungkook to her plan too.

7 years ago, she approached Jungkook just because she is an agent who wanted to take down Namjoon's business.

But when she realizes the hardships Jungkook has for his father and how Jungkook wants to ruin Namjoon too. She trusted him and told him. She was in love and didn't want to hurt Jungkook or make him feel that she used him.

" You've done well with Hana. She's beginning to trust you." She replied.

Jungkook's smile widens, a glint of confidence in his eyes as he gazes at Y/n.

" Getting her to fall for me wasn't a challenge. But can you win over dad? Can you make him trust you, open up to you? He is heartless."

Y/n meets his gaze, a spark of determination igniting in her eyes as she accepts the challenge.

"I'll make him believe every word I say. He'll see what I want him to see."

"You are being over confident." Jungkook replied.

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To be continued...