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Kautilya firm law...

The place where even big ministers of the country become pauper in front it's formidable owner, CHA Y/N. Without her permission not even a small leaf can move from its place.

But seems like today is something different....

" Welcome Mr. Min "

Yoongi turned around, hearing her toneless salutation but oddly he finds it attractive. His sharp cat-like eyes looked vacantly at her without much expression in them ; hands tugged inside the pocket of his black pants.

" You have not taken any appointment before meeting " Y/N asked , little pissed off due to his bossy attitude.

" No, I haven't " Yoongi monotonously spoke, walking towards the chair in front of Y/N's one and sat there with one leg over another like he is the owner here as he spoke again in a haughty tone, " I don't think I need any type of appointment to meet anyone "

" But you are not meeting anyone Mr. Min but Cha Y/N. This my firm law... " Y/N responded calmly , walking behind his chair, she leaned near his ear and said in a low warning tone, " So next time be careful, I will not even think twice to throw you out from here "

Yoongi fisted his fingers tightly causing his knuckles to turn white. Her words are clear with straight warning specifying she is no mood of any type of sarcasm or mockery this time.

Yoongi seems amazed by her brave nature ; she is actually warning him. Now he knows she doesn't like it when someone crosses his limits and tries to forcefully enter the personal space of his .

" And you think you can do this " He queried even after knowing she can .

Y/N smiled -whimsical, backing off behind his back. " Try me Mr. Min. If I could send your men straight to hell with just two bullets then don't question my ability. "

Y/N sat on her chair with a smug look , leaning her back with crossed arms, locking her fierce eyes with his lethal ones.

Y/N gawked in them to find answer but nothing, his eyes were gunmetal - without any single expression in them. Although she can feel the unlimited minacious through his eyes as if he would immerse herself in that infinite danger.

And it's wrong at all. Min Yoongi is living danger, a monster who will agitate you till he will not become yours most fearsome nightmare. The one who will force you to like death over him.

But there is no word like fear in Cha Y/N's vocabulary. She is the girl who faced hell all alone without any single complaint.

" Why? " Her calm voice makes out in a quiet room like a stone falling into a calm pond, without breaking the intense eye contact with him.

This time his lips turned upward in a smile — a twisted one as he spoke in a low and deep voice, "Sweetheart , thirsty intimacies have started knocking at these sinful lips and now all the astonished separations have gone away...  " He paused, rubbing his lower lip with thumb in a seductive manner, " Now I am all free "

" I didn't ask for the phrases Mr. Min "

Yoongi chuckled , " I know... I just want something . " He paused and again looked at her, " I want you to marry me " 

Silence...

Y/N ogle him with piercing scrutiny, her face was blank — it's hard to tell what she is thinking. The silence was think and tense.

After some good seconds of silence she finally opened her mouth but her voice was deadpan, " Don't waste my time Mr. Min by your humorless jokes "

Whereas Yoongi took out something from his coat pocket. " I don't joke sweetheart, you should have known it by now — " He placed a cigarette between his lips while staring at her eyes, " I am just telling you that you have to marry me "

He was about to lighten up his cigarette when Y/N snatched the lighter from his hands, " And why do you expect me to marry you ? " She signals him to the board of no smoking through her eyes.

Yoongi smiled — full of cockiness , taking out the cigarette from his mouth, " Because I have money and power... I can give you whatever you fantasies about —"

" 380 billion USD " Y/N interrupted in the middle as Yoongi clenched his jaw. " That's my net worth . So I can ensure you that I have no shortage of money at all. In fact if you want I can donate you also " She leaned on her chair, "What I mean to ask is, what is it about you that would make me marry you for other than your money ?   "

Yoongi kept quiet. Her question hits him harder , making him a sudden realization.

" See... If Billionaire is removed from your name and the property given to you by your parents is taken away from you then you are nothing in front of me. Then why should I marry you " 

Her cold and mocking voice reached to his ears almost like venom as Yoongi's jaw tightened like a vice, and the veins on his forehead bulged ominously. A dark, menacing fury took over, making his presence even more terrifying.

" What did you said? " He asked, his voice turning into a menacing growl, cold and terrifying. The sheer malice in his tone sent a shiver down her spine, paralyze anyone with fear. " Who am I? You will understand who I am when the time comes. "

Y/N smiled, getting up from her seat, " Good... Then we will talk when the time will come... For now you can leave from here "

Yoongi got up from his seat in a slow predatory place as he walked towards her until he was in front of her , his eyes bored into hers, unyielding and ruthless, making her feel the full weight of the darkness she had stumbled into but do she care?

In swift, he grabbed her right hand and twisted it behind her back hardly as her back came in contact with his hard chest, while the other hand clasped her slender fingers with his hard ones, giving no space to her to free as she struggles to get free from his irone like grip.

Yoongi inhaled her intoxic scent closely , rubbing his nose on her bare nape sensually before speaking in a dark husky voice, " I may leave today but remember one thing that you will only be my wife, whether by force or compulsion.  Only Mine "

Y/N closed her eyes to calm herself down,trying to free herself from his grip but his grip is impossible. Even if she is strong yet he is stronger . She was feeling her inner volcano will burst soon due to the weird sensation she is feeling right now due to him, " Leave me, Min Yoongi "

Her defensive warning reached to his ears but his grip to go more hard on her back making her almost to hiss but she pressed her lips not wanting to be weak in front of him. The tension between them is palpable.

As Yoongi opened his mouth to emphasis seductively " Never... If I had to leave you then I wouldn't have been passionate about marrying you. "

He gives her feathery kisses on the side of her neck as Y/N closed her eyes , took deep breath and in next second she pressed her heel on his left leg, hardly.

Yoongi hissed and back off because of the force and in mean time she get out off his grasp.

Before Yoongi could react there was a knife towards his neck , out of blue. There was no doubt that the knife belonged to the angry woman standing in front of him.

Y/N glared at him dangerously and pressed the knife on his neck but Yoongi didn't flinched. He just kept staring intoxicatedly into her fiery eyes, seductively smiling which almost looks amazed.

For Yoongi everything seems to pause like movies, it's just her and her. Everything disappeared for him . The background, the noise coming from the outside and all he could hear is his heartbeats.

All he wants to do is caress her smooth wavy hair softly while looking at her eyes, to softly touch her cheeks when he will kiss her senselessly and to bury his face in her neck and take in all her scent.

He never knew the holy basil smelled so good until he was near her.

" Never touch me without my consent ever again ,Min Yoongi "

Y/N pressed harder the knife on his neck as a fresh cut made it way , very little amount of blood started to oozing out but Yoongi seems to lost in her.

His name...
It's sounds heaven from her lips.

Yoongi strangled his long and pale fingers with her waivy curve black hair , observing her face with a twisted smile.

" Why can't I touch my soon-to-be wife huh? " Y/N clenched her jaw and pressed harder the knife as Yoongi hissed but his eyes never left her, " Remember You yourself will come running after me. "

With that Yoongi gave last glance to her face and backed off . Y/N just stared at him with expressionless face and said, " Never "

Yoongi smiled, " We will see that "

With that he left from there.

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Yoongi took another sip of whiskey, its warmth barely registering as it mixed with the cold, dark thoughts swirling in his mind.

He has to make her his who proved his theory of not capable to feel things proved wrong.

He fear, he may go insane if he didn't get her. After meeting her he realised his value that he needs a person like her in his life who is incomparable like him.

As he sipped his drink and stared out the window, a twisted smile played on his lips. The view outside seemed to blur, eclipsed by the shadows of his thoughts. A dark chuckle escaped him as he envisioned the steps he would take to secure his claim on her as his wife determined to grasp his hold over her.

Yoongi caressed the mark over his neck with one hand "Things I'll do to keep you to myself now,"

But little did he knows how wrong he is to think of maintaining his hold over her...

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