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Cha Y/N stood before the mirror, her heart fluttering with a blend of anticipation and satisfaction. The room was filled with soft, ambient light, casting a warm glow over her as she prepared for the evening's ball. The long black gown she had chosen clung to her frame, accentuating her graceful silhouette. The gown, a masterpiece of elegance, flowed effortlessly to the floor, its delicate fabric shimmering with every subtle movement.

Her hair, styled into cascading curls, framed her face perfectly. Each lock seemed to have been placed with meticulous care, enhancing her features and adding a touch of effortless glamour. The gentle waves of her hair cascaded down her back, catching the light and adding a halo-like effect around her. Y/N admired herself in the mirror, her eyes reflecting the satisfaction she felt. The gown and her meticulously styled hair combined to create an image that was nothing short of divine.

“I look absolutely gorgeous,” she declared with a satisfied smirk, her voice a whisper of indulgence. The self-admiration was palpable, and she reveled in the beauty she saw before her. Y/N’s ego was as grand as her appearance, and she took immense pleasure in the reflection that stared back at her. She had always been one to cherish moments of self-pampering, believing that her presence should be felt and remembered.

Earlier in the day, Y/N had embarked on a personal journey of preparation. She wasn’t one for the bustle of offline shopping, preferring the comfort of online browsing where she could select her attire from the ease of her bed. Today had been no different. She had found the perfect gown online, one that promised to enhance her natural beauty and make her stand out.

The spa had been the highlight of her preparations. Hours spent luxuriating in soothing massages and revitalizing treatments had left her skin glowing and her spirit refreshed. Y/N had always believed that such indulgences were necessary to maintain her elevated sense of self. The spa had been a sanctuary where she could escape the world and focus solely on her own well-being.

Cha Y/N was like a moon in the night sky—an object of fascination, a beacon of beauty that drew eyes and admiration. Just as the moon’s reflection on calm waters seemed to pierce the surface, Y/N liked to make her presence known, ensuring she was the center of attention wherever she went.

As she adjusted a stray curl and admired her finished look, her thoughts drifted to the ball she was about to attend. Her friend Jenny would also be there, accompanied by her family. Being a member of the Min family, it was almost a certainty that they would attend. The prospect of mingling with the Mins added an extra layer of excitement to the evening.

Y/N’s satisfaction was complete. She had achieved the look she desired and was ready to make her entrance. With one last glance at her reflection, she stepped away from the mirror, her confidence and self-assuredness unwavering. Tonight, she was not just attending a ball; she was making a statement, one that would leave an indelible mark on everyone present.

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The grand mansion loomed before them, its intricate architecture and elegant chandeliers casting a golden glow over the opulent entrance. The sweeping staircase, high ceilings, and ornate furnishings combined to create an atmosphere of undeniable sophistication. As the black Rolls Royce glided to a halt in front of the mansion's imposing gate, the anticipation was palpable.

The doors of the Rolls Royce swung open with a practiced precision. Out stepped the epitome of power and authority in the business world, Min Yoongi. His presence was nothing short of a statement. Clad in a sleek black tuxedo that fit him like a second skin, he resembled a modern-day Greek God. His face remained as stoic and emotionless as ever, adding an extra layer of gravitas to his already formidable appearance.

Following him, with the same air of arrogance and authority, was Mrs. Min. Her demeanor matched her son’s in its rigidity, but her actions were laced with a haughty grace that spoke of untold power and prestige. Her beauty and commanding presence made it clear she was no mere matriarch; she was a force unto herself.

Mr. Min followed, his usual soft expression replaced by one of calculated arrogance. The same transformation was evident in Jungkook and Jennie. Their faces, once warm, now wore expressions of detached superiority.

As the mansion's guards observed the arrival of the Min family, they immediately sprang into action. The grand door was flung open with a flourish, and the guards bowed deeply, their respect evident in their every movement.

The moment Yoongi and his family entered, the room fell into a stunned silence. Conversations halted, and every eye was drawn to the powerful family. The grandeur of the mansion seemed to pale in comparison to their presence.

Jungkook’s smirk widened as he scanned the room. His eyes met those of various women, and he winked with a playful arrogance that made their cheeks flush red.

“Welcome, Mr. Min Yoongi,” came the forced, polite greeting from Taehyung, who stood with a strained smile. His eyes, however, betrayed a simmering hatred.

Yoongi’s gaze was as cold as it was calculating. He stopped in his tracks, his eyes locking onto Taehyung’s. “Ah, Kim Taehyung,” he said in a voice that was smooth and dripping with disdain. “How delightful to see you.”

Taehyung's smile was thin and devoid of warmth. “It is my pleasure to welcome you,” he said, his tone carrying a veneer of friendliness that barely masked his underlying hostility. He extended a wine glass towards Yoongi.

Yoongi glanced at the wine glass, then back at Taehyung with an expression that suggested he found the gesture amusingly insignificant. “Of course, it is your pleasure,” Yoongi replied, his voice laced with mocking amusement. He took the glass with a deliberate slowness, his fingers brushing Taehyung’s just enough to make the contact feel like a statement.

“I trust you and your family will enjoy your time here,” Taehyung added, trying to maintain his composure.

Yoongi’s smirk grew just a fraction wider, his eyes glinting with a dangerous edge. “Why wouldn’t we?” he said, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “Today is quite a special day, after all.”

Taehyung’s face was a mask of indifference, but his eyes betrayed a flicker of irritation. He knew exactly what Yoongi was insinuating, and he loathed it. “You are right. Today is special,” Taehyung replied curtly. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, my brother must be looking for me.”

Yoongi simply nodded, his gaze unwavering and his smirk unyielding. The silent message was clear: he was reveling in the discomfort he caused, enjoying the power play.

With that, Taehyung turned and walked away, his back rigid with suppressed fury. Yoongi watched him leave with an air of calculated satisfaction, his presence a dominating force in the room. The encounter was a reminder of his unrivaled power and the ruthless confidence that accompanied it.

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" Jennie... Why are you staring at entrance ?" Jungkook whispered, looking at his twin weirdly.

Jennie glanced at him before again looking at the door in restlessness. " Nothing! Just waiting for someone " She replied.

" Who? "

" None of your business "

Jungkook looked at her with so done face. " Ohh sure... You must be waiting for your cute friend, aren't you? " Jungkook mockingly emphasized making Jennie to look at him in amazement.

Jennie stared at him for a few seconds and bursted out laughing. Her whole body shook with the way she was laughing, and Jungkook looked at her with a frown.

"She and cute? They both can't be used in a same sentence"

" So you mean she is ugly? "

" You will find it soon " Jennie smirked.

On the other hand, Yoongi was sitting near the bar, drinking, while glaring at his front. His eyes we're fixed in the couples who were dancing with each other.

Yah that's right. They are none other than Yumi and Jimin.

Yoongi feels like rage pulsed through his veins. The woman whom Yoongi loved with all his heart, today betrayed him the most by having a relationship with his enemy.

Yumi was happily dancing with Jimin, ignoring Yoongi's glare but you know action speaks louder than words. Yoongi can tell that she is highly nervous - her smile, her body posture, everything is speaking that how much hysterical she might be feeling from inside .

At that very moment, the ballroom suddenly became quiet again. Everyone's gaze was once again fixed on the person coming from the entrance.

However, Yoongi was not bothered by this. His eyes were only fixed on Yumi. But when he saw the couple suddenly stopped while looking towards the entrance, only than he moved his gaze towards it.

However, He definitely had not thought that his world would get stopped after gazing there.

There comes Cha Y/N, the owner of the biggest law firm in South Korea, wearing a long black gown which is fitting in her curves like it is made for her only. No doubt she was beautiful and elegant.

Her every step was screaming confidence and ascendancy, her face was stoic - a arrogant smirk was on her face, making a perfect combination of power.

She is a petite fair-skinned woman with back-length black-brown hair. Her haughty icy hazel eyes obviousing the lack of any emotions through them. Overall she resembles the queen.

Her very presence affected the Yoongi in a way that he never even thought. His gaze got stuck on the breath-taking woman.

" Beautiful, isn't she ? " He only came out through his zone when he heard someone whispered near his ear. He tilted his head and saw his mom is looking at the girl with a smirk on her face, sipping her wine.

Yoongi didn't said anything but just again glanced at her direction. Obviously he wanted to know that who is that woman who caught his attention at first glance.

Just than Jennie moved towards her making Yoongi confuse. Does his sister know her?

On the other hand, Jennie smirked before standing in front of her friend. Her wavy hair styled neatly, while her diamond ornaments twinkled like stars .

"I regret why I was not born as another gender." She exclaimed making Y/N roll her eyes. " I have to say, you look damn hot" Jennie grinned scanned her friend from top to bottom.

"I always do... " Y/N replied monotonously and this time Jennie rolled her eyes.

" Self-centered " Jennie mumbled.

" Jennie ! Won't you introduce your family to your dear friend? " Y/N turned and saw the elegant woman nearly in her early 50s , with a wine in her hand. It didn't take her long to recognize the lady.

" Min Maria "

Hearing this, Maria's smirk widens as she looked at her in impressed and satisfied. No one. No one has the guts to call her by her name and here this woman is directly calling her by her full name.

Oddly she didn't feel offend at all, in fact she was impressed by her boldness. For sure, this woman is no ordinary.

" You know I can destroy you for calling her like this." Y/N heard a cold voice besides Maria. Only then she noticed a handsome billionaire sitting beside his mother.

Whereas Yoongi expected her to look away from his dark gaze or nervously smile at him like other women do when they can't find the courage to look in his eyes.

But to his astonishment, Y/N deeply stared at his eyes , firmly. Hell there is no sign of nervousness at all, only confidence and authority is emitting through them.

Then he felt something which he thought would never feel. His heart skipped a beat.

She is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen or may be will ever see. Her fiery hazel eyes, her sharp nose plump lips and high cheek bones.

" And You know You're delusional" Y/N replied monotonously, without any hesitation. Really destroying Cha Y/N? What a joke.

" Do you know who I am? "

" I think you have lost your mind Mr. Min Yoongi When I know your mother, I will not know you?"

Yoongi didn't said anything, just stared at her carefully through his icy cold face. This girl has no fear whom she is messing with. But Yoongi being Yoongi, he doesn't want to lose at all.

" Who are you? the Mean, Arrogant, self-centered who has a sharp tongue and thinks of herself as the queen of the entire universe."

Yoongi comments making Jennie to widen her eyes. Whereas Y/N was calm, still looking deep in his eyes without any hint of embarrassment.

"Mean?" They heard Y/N , her voice was calm but filled with venom. She took a few steps towards Yoongi . "How come being brutelly honest comes under being mean? It's not my fault that the truth hurts" She mumbled placing her both hands on the counter, caging him.

Their faces were so close, he can see the fire her eyes are splitting which has the power to burn him down. " It may be wrong to reply back but if you keep listening, people will forget to give you respect. "

She leaned more closer to him and Yoongi finds his breath got hitched by their proximity. His heart thum vigorously inside his ribcage.

It's hard to believe but Yoongi saw the deepest emptiness in her eyes which lightly frightened him. For the first time and last time also.

Y/N smirked suddenly, " Your heart is beating too fast Mr. Min. Is it due to excitement or fear. "

Yoongi inhaled deeply to calm his nerves down. This woman is really something. First time in his life he got dominated and that to a woman. But Yoongi has to admit, the aura she is radiating is no less dangerous than him.

Y/N leaned back with smirk, satisfied by the affect she had on him. She turned around only to see smirking Maria and shocked remaining family members.

" And Yah. My name is Y/N. Cha Y/N." Y/N one last time turned and winked at Yoongi before leaving from there.

And it didn't take him a second to figure out that she is not the one to be ever underestimated.

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