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The air in the grand living room was thick with tension. The Kim family had gathered, and the atmosphere was suffocating. Taehyung, known for his fiery temper, stood at the center of the room, his eyes blazing with uncontrollable rage. His sharp jaw was clenched as he glared at Bae Suzy, the family’s personal lawyer, who stood trembling in front of him. The usually confident Suzy looked small, her professional façade cracking under the weight of Taehyung’s fury.

“Do you have ANY idea what you’ve done?!” Taehyung bellowed, his voice booming through the room, startling even the maids standing outside the door. His fists were clenched tightly at his sides, knuckles white with pressure.

Suzy took a step back, swallowing hard, her voice shaky. “I—I was just doing my job, Taehyung-ssi... I didn’t think—"

“That’s exactly the problem!” Taehyung interrupted, pacing in front of her like a caged lion. His voice was sharp, cutting through the tension. “You didn’t think. You actually believe that your little legal tricks can handle Min Yoongi? Do you know what you’ve unleashed?”

Suzy’s eyes darted nervously around the room, looking for any support, but found none. Her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to calm herself, but Taehyung's fury was overwhelming. She opened her mouth to respond, but Taehyung wasn’t done.

"Min Yoongi is not just some businessman you can outmaneuver in court. He is the God of business world. He’s a goddamn emperor. Do you think your law degrees mean anything to someone like him?" Taehyung's voice dripped with mockery as he stared at her, his lips curling into a sneer.

“I... I can handle it,” Suzy tried to assert herself, though her voice betrayed her uncertainty.

"Handle it?" Taehyung scoffed, his laugh dark and devoid of humor. “You? Handle Min Yoongi? That's rich." He shook his head, stepping closer, his presence looming over her. "You're in way over your head, Suzy. Yoongi doesn't play by the rules of your courtroom. He makes the rules. He bends them until they break." He paused, his eyes narrowing dangerously. "You think he’ll just sit back and watch while you tangle his empire in legal games? He'll burn everything to the ground if it means getting what he wants.”

Jin, who had been quietly observing, finally spoke, his voice soft but filled with the same underlying tension. "Taehyung, enough." He shot a glance at Suzy, who was trembling under the weight of Taehyung's words. "But he’s right, Suzy... You don’t understand the kind of man Yoongi is."

Suzy took a breath, trying to regain her composure. "But Min Yoongi... I’ve dealt with powerful people before, and—"

Jin cut her off, shaking his head gravely. “Min Yoongi is not just ‘powerful,’ Suzy. He’s ruthless. When you challenge him, you’re not just challenging a businessman. You’re challenging a force of nature. If he feels disrespected, he won’t stop until you’re completely destroyed.”

Namjoon, always the voice of reason, spoke up next, his face grim. “What’s done is done. There’s no point in dwelling on it now. We have to prepare ourselves for what’s coming. We have to face him.”

Taehyung turned toward Namjoon, his fury barely contained. “You think it’s that simple? Yoongi’s not someone you can just face. He’s like a wolf. The moment he smells blood, he goes in for the kill.”

Namjoon sighed, rubbing his temples. “I know, Tae. But we don’t have a choice now. We have to strategize. There’s no turning back.”

Jimin, who had been unusually silent, leaned forward, his brows furrowed in confusion. “But why didn’t Yoongi just dismiss this case from the start? He has the power to do that. Why let it go this far?”

Everyone in the room fell silent, the weight of Jimin’s question sinking in. It was true. Min Yoongi could have easily squashed the case before it ever reached this point. But he hadn’t. Why?

Yumi, sitting beside Jimin, gently placed her hand on his arm, offering him a small, reassuring smile. She knew the fear running through Jimin's mind. After all, Yumi had been in Yoongi’s life before she ran away from that world of power and control. She had seen firsthand the kind of man Yoongi was—calm, calculated, and dangerous when crossed.

“Maybe,” Yumi began softly, her voice laced with a calm assurance that made everyone turn toward her. “Maybe he’s playing the long game. Yoongi never acts without a plan. He’s letting this happen because it suits him... for now. But when he strikes, it’ll be swift and merciless.”

Her words hung in the air, the tension thickening. Jimin’s face darkened, and he squeezed Yumi’s hand, his heart racing. “Then what are we supposed to do? Just wait for him to come for us?”

Namjoon shook his head. “No, we can’t just wait. We need to anticipate his moves. Find leverage. If we play this right, maybe we can minimize the damage.”

Taehyung scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief. “Minimize the damage? Namjoon, we’re talking about Min Yoongi here. The man doesn’t stop until he’s completely annihilated his enemies. He’s not going to settle for ‘damage control.’ He’s going to burn us to the ground.”

Suzy, standing frozen and pale, finally gathered her courage. “I... I didn’t realize how deep this went. I’m sorry. But I’ll fix it. I’ll...”

“Fix it?” Taehyung spat, cutting her off with a dark chuckle. “You can’t fix this. Yoongi doesn’t forgive. He doesn’t forget. He holds grudges like no one else. The best thing you can do is pray you’re not at the top of his list when he starts dismantling everything.”

Jin sighed, running a hand through his hair, his frustration evident. “Look, we don’t have time to turn on each other right now. We need to stick together if we want any chance of surviving this.”

The room fell into a heavy silence, each member of the Kim family lost in their thoughts. The storm that was Min Yoongi was on the horizon, and they could already feel the winds beginning to shift.

Yumi leaned in closer to Jimin, whispering softly, “We’ll get through this. But we need to be ready... because once Yoongi makes his move, nothing will be the same.”

Jimin nodded, his expression hardening. They all knew what was coming. The storm had only just begun, and soon, they would have to face the full force of Min Yoongi’s wrath.

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Time skips...

The heavy wooden doors of the courthouse swung open, and the entire room seemed to hold its breath as the Min family strode in. Leading them was Min Maria, a powerful and dominating presence.

She was a woman of grace and ruthlessness in equal measure, her sharp eyes surveying the courtroom with an air of superiority. Beside her walked her husband, Min Junhoo, a man whose warm facade belied the cold ruthlessness that lurked beneath.

Their youngest son, Min Jungkook, and daughter, Min Jennie, followed closely, but all eyes were on their eldest son, Min Yoongi—the embodiment of cruelty and authority.

Their footsteps echoed in the silent court hall, each step amplifying the tension in the air. Everyone turned to look at them, as if their mere presence demanded attention.

Heads snapped in their direction, including those of the Kim family, who sat on the opposite side of the courtroom. Jin, Jimin, Namjoon, Yumi, Taehyung, and Suzy all turned to watch, their faces reflecting a mix of emotions—fear, hatred, and confusion.

As the Min family settled into their seats, the room grew even more tense, the atmosphere becoming suffocating. The Kims exchanged wary glances, their unease palpable.

The Mins, who could have easily avoided attending, had come with purpose. Maria, Junhoo, Jennie, Jungkook, and especially Yoongi had all insisted on being there to see the woman they had heard so much about—the one who was soon to be Yoongi’s wife.

A ruthless, clever woman, they said. They had to see for themselves.

Across the room, the Kim family members reacted differently to the arrival of their rivals. Taehyung’s eyes blazed with hatred as he glared at Yoongi, his hand twitching as if he wanted to launch across the room.

Namjoon, ever calculating, maintained a cold gaze filled with contempt, though his mind was racing.

Jimin, however, wore a puzzled expression, his suspicions deepening. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly off—why hadn’t Yoongi used his power to dismiss the case earlier?

Yumi’s heart raced as she looked at Yoongi. Her gaze was a painful mix of longing and fear. She had once been his fiancée, a bond that now felt like a distant memory, and yet the sight of him still made her heart ache. But Yoongi didn’t spare her a single glance.

His cold indifference cut through her like a knife, and her heart cracked just a little more. Jennie, however, noticed Yumi’s lingering gaze and shot her a look of pure disgust and hatred, her eyes narrowing with disdain.

Suzy, who had been desperately trying to maintain her composure, felt her stomach drop as the Min family took their seats. Her nervous gaze flickered toward the judge, then back to the Mins. She had expected a challenge, but this was far beyond what she had prepared for.

The judge cleared his throat, trying to ease the growing tension. “Welcome, Min family. May I ask if your lawyer is present?”

Before anyone could respond, the heavy double doors opened once more, and the room seemed to freeze in place. Cha Y/N entered, her presence alone sending a ripple of fear through the courtroom.

She walked in with an air of terrifying calm, her movements deliberate and measured, as if she had all the time in the world and the power to bend it to her will. Y/N, the owner of the most powerful law firm in Korea—Kautilya—was known for her ruthlessness.

She operated with one motto: "Bribery, coercion, and discrimination." Her reputation was one of a cold-blooded legal mastermind, feared by judges, lawyers, and politicians alike. It was said that no one could maintain eye contact with her for too long without feeling their resolve crumble.

By her side was her secretary, Lisa, a woman with a gentle yet determined expression that made Min Jungkook pause as his eyes found hers.

For a moment, the chaos of the courtroom faded for him, lost in the sight of Lisa’s quiet strength. But Jungkook quickly composed himself, snapping back to the present as Y/N and Lisa made their way to the front.

The Kim family’s faces went pale at the sight of Y/N. Jin’s jaw tightened, and Namjoon’s usually calm demeanor faltered for a brief moment. Yumi’s heart sank.

She hadn’t known who would represent the Mins, but she never imagined it would be her. Y/N, the woman who had torn apart the reputations of countless powerful people without breaking a sweat. Now, she stood between them and survival.

Suzy, who had already been struggling to keep her composure, felt her hands grow clammy. Her gaze met Y/N’s for a brief second, and the coldness in Y/N’s eyes made her throat tighten. Suzy quickly looked away, feeling small and powerless.

As Y/N reached the front, she greeted the judge with a small nod, her calm demeanor sending another wave of discomfort through the room. She moved to sit directly across from the Min family, a position that made it clear—she was here to dominate.

As she settled into her seat, she spared a glance at Suzy, who was visibly trembling. A smirk tugged at the corner of Y/N’s lips, a dark, knowing look in her eyes. It was as if she had already won.

The judge, clearing his throat once again, glanced nervously between the two sides before addressing the room. “We will now begin the proceedings.”

Y/N leaned back in her chair, her expression unbothered, her presence alone demanding attention. Yoongi, sitting beside his mother Maria, couldn’t help but admire her.

There was something about the way she carried herself—the control, the calm arrogance—that fascinated him. She wasn’t just his soon-to-be wife. She was his equal. And that made her even more desirable in his eyes.

Maria, too, looked satisfied, her gaze flickering between Yoongi and Y/N. “She’s exactly what we need,” Maria whispered to Yoongi, who gave a small nod of agreement, his eyes never leaving Y/N.

Across the room, Yumi’s heart broke as she saw the way Yoongi looked at Y/N. The admiration in his gaze was something she had never seen before.

He had never looked at her that way. The reality of her lost connection with Yoongi sank in, and her fingers gripped the edge of her chair, her knuckles white with strain.

Y/N remained unbothered by the swirling emotions around her. Her focus was entirely on the case at hand, and she would do whatever it took to win.

The Kims didn’t stand a chance. This was her arena, and she was about to show everyone in that courtroom exactly why she was feared.

As the judge called for the first statement, Y/N stood, her presence commanding the attention of the entire room. “Shall we begin?” she said, her voice steady, sharp, and filled with an authority that sent shivers down the spines of everyone present.

The game had just begun, and the Min family was ready to watch their soon-to-be daughter-in-law tear the Kims apart.

And for the Kims, especially Suzy... only God could save them now.

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The silence in the courtroom was thick, the air heavy with tension as Suzy slowly rose from her seat. Every eye in the room was on her, the Kim family watching her intently, desperate for a lifeline, while the Min family sat in quiet but simmering disdain.

“Your honor,” Suzy began, her voice calm yet strained with the weight of what was at stake. She addressed the judge with practiced politeness, but beneath her words was a desperation the Min family could sense. “The Min family has illegally obtained confidential information about our company. They’ve stolen our personal details and spread them, which, as we all know, is a crime in the eyes of the law.”

A ripple of tension passed through the courtroom. The Kims straightened in their seats, feeling the weight of Suzy’s words. Across from them, the Mins barely moved. Except for one person.

Y/N sat calmly, her hands folded in front of her, eyes fixed on Suzy. There wasn’t a flicker of emotion on her face, no indication that the accusation even fazed her. If anything, the tension in the room seemed to fuel her calm, as if she thrived in the chaos.

The judge, listening intently, turned to Suzy and asked, “Do you have any proof to substantiate your claims?”

“Yes, your honor,” Suzy replied, handing over a series of photographs to the judge. He examined them carefully, his expression unreadable.

Suzy continued, “When I returned to Korea one week ago, I realized I had left my phone on the airplane. It was returned to me later by a man claiming he found it, but by then, it was too late. As the personal lawyer for the Kims, I carry sensitive documents on my phone—information about the Kim estate, our contracts, and various other crucial details. This man, your honor, was working for the Mins. He stole the information from my phone and handed it over to them before returning it to me.”

The judge raised an eyebrow. “And why do you believe he was working for the Mins?”

Suzy stood straighter, her voice steady but losing a bit of its earlier confidence. “Because, your honor, he was wearing a shirt from Shimmer, the transportation company owned by Min Yoongi. It’s their dress code.”

The room fell into an uneasy quiet. The Mins exchanged glances, their expressions darkening. Yoongi’s eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening. The accusation was absurd, but the insinuation was dangerous.

Across the aisle, Y/N remained utterly calm. Her eyes flicked to Yoongi for a brief second, her lips curving into a small, knowing smile before she looked back at Suzy with an almost bored expression.

The judge turned toward Y/N. “Ms. Cha, would you like to respond?”

Y/N slowly rose from her seat, every eye in the room following her movements. Her presence was magnetic, dangerous. She walked with slow, deliberate steps toward the center of the courtroom, her gaze locking onto Suzy. The coldness in Y/N’s eyes made Suzy flinch. It was as if Y/N could see right through her, as if she already knew Suzy’s weakness and was about to strike.

“Your honor,” Y/N began, her voice low and icy, “it’s true that Shimmer transportation employees wear the shirt Suzy mentioned. It’s part of their uniform.” She paused, her gaze flicking to Suzy, who stiffened under the weight of her stare. “But that doesn’t prove anything.”

Suzy opened her mouth to protest, but Y/N’s gaze was unrelenting, and her voice cut through the air like a blade. “Perhaps it was an act of kindness, returning a lost phone.”

Suzy’s frustration boiled over, and she interrupted, her voice tight with desperation. “An act of kindness? How convenient, Ms. Cha. That man was clearly working for you—”

Y/N raised a hand, stopping Suzy mid-sentence. “I wasn’t finished,” Y/N said coldly, passing the photographs to the judge. “This shirt, this uniform, is something anyone could get their hands on. There is no law that says it can only be worn by employees during work hours. Anyone could have worn it. Suzy’s assumption is baseless and desperate.”

The judge looked at the photographs again, nodding slowly, seemingly agreeing with Y/N’s logic.

Suzy’s face flushed with frustration, but she pressed on. “Then what proof do you have that this man wasn’t working for you? How can you be so sure?”

Y/N’s lips curled into a savage smile. Her eyes gleamed with cold, ruthless amusement as she tilted her head slightly, looking at Suzy like a predator playing with its prey. “Proof, Suzy? Oh, how adorable.” She stepped closer, her voice lowering but still cutting through the room. “The burden of proof is on you. You came here, accusing the Mins without a shred of real evidence. You’re grasping at straws, Suzy. And we both know it.”

Suzy’s mouth opened and closed, but no words came out. The weight of Y/N’s words pressed down on her, and she faltered. The room seemed to close in on her as Y/N’s ruthless gaze pinned her in place.

Y/N didn’t stop there. She turned back to the judge, her voice taking on a calculated calmness. “The land that Suzy is so concerned about—the one she claims was part of some leaked contract—legally belongs to the Min family.” She pulled out a set of documents from her case and handed them to the judge. “The Kims, on the other hand, tried to take it illegally. They made deals with known criminals to secure a fraudulent contract.”

The judge’s eyes widened slightly as he looked over the papers, his expression hardening.

“Not only that,” Y/N continued, her voice turning cold as ice, “the land in Hanamani village, which Suzy and her family are so proud of, was also illegally taken from the Min family decades ago. Their ancestors grabbed it unlawfully, and I have the evidence to prove it.”

Y/N handed more documents to the judge, whose face grew more severe with every passing second. The Kims, who had been sitting rigid in their seats, now looked like they were being dragged into the depths of the earth. Hanamani was their dream project, and losing it would be a devastating blow.

The judge flipped through the documents before turning back to Suzy, his face set in a stern frown. “It seems, Ms. Kim, that the evidence is overwhelmingly against you.”

Suzy’s face drained of color as she sank back into her chair, speechless and defeated. The Kim family sat in stunned silence, their world crumbling around them.

With a final nod, the judge made his ruling. “The Min family is innocent. I hereby order the Kim family to return the Hanamani land to the Mins.”

The Kims were devastated, their faces twisted in anger and disbelief. Yumi looked as though the world had collapsed around her, her eyes wide and filled with unshed tears. Namjoon clenched his fists, his knuckles white, while Taehyung glared daggers at Yoongi and Y/N, his hatred barely contained. But none of them could do anything. The law had spoken, and they had lost.

As the courtroom emptied, Maria rose from her seat, her face glowing with triumph. “Well, that was easier than I expected,” she said arrogantly, her voice dripping with disdain. She turned to the Kims, her smile mocking. “Don’t worry, though. You’re all invited to the engagement party for Yoongi and Y/N on next Friday. It’ll be a grand event.”

Yoongi’s eyes never left Y/N as Maria spoke. His gaze was dark, filled with an intense, possessive affection that bordered on obsession.

He watched her every move, every breath, as though he couldn’t get enough of her. The woman who had just destroyed their enemies in court was going to be his wife, and that thought alone made his heart race.

Y/N didn’t look at him. She was already gathering her things, her mind focused on the next battle, the next move. She didn’t need the admiration, didn’t need the praise. But she could feel Yoongi’s gaze on her, and the corner of her lips quirked slightly in satisfaction.

With the ruling in their favor, Y/N, Lisa, and the Mins exited the courtroom, leaving behind the wreckage of the Kim family. They had won.

And Y/N... she had proven that no one could stand in her way. Not in the courtroom, and certainly not in life.

This was just the beginning.

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