I'm sitting infront of the mirror while drying my hairs. I was lost in my thoughts, I just did a murder. This is my eleventh murder. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. A tear escaped my eye.

I was never like this. What have I become? The old Aurora was not like this. She couldn't even think of killing a small insect and this Aurora right here, she kills people.

I scoffed and wiped my tears. All thanks to that bastard Kim Seokjin. I'm the monster that he created. All credit goes to Mr.Kim Seokjin for making me a monster.

I kept the hairdryer on the dressing table and stood up from the chair. I walked towards the window and sighed. Suddenly someone knocked on my door.

"Come in." I said and turned around.

Vin Hyung came towards me with a small smile. He wrapped his arm around my shoulder while smiling.

"Lupa! What were you thinking?" He asked.

"Nothing. Just some past memories." I said.

Vin Hyung sighed.

"Lupa! I wanted to talk about something." He said.

"I'm listening." I said.

"We have to delay our flight to Seoul." He said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Actually I have some business left here and I have to take care of that before going to Seoul. I hope you understand me. Once we finish that then we can go to Seoul." He said.

"Its alright. I'm not even excited to go back to Seoul but I didn't wanted to miss Seokjin and Gianna's reception." I said.

"Lupa!" Vin Hyung said.

"Yeah!" I replied.

"Do you still love Seokjin?" He asked.

A chuckle left my lips. I started laughing hard. I looked at Vin Hyung while laughing.

"Why the fuck would I love him?" I said.

"Vin Hyung! I don't get this shit that why are you all still thinking that I love him. I hate him. I hate him so much. I swear I will kill him with my own hands if he dared to come infront of me." I said.

"Relax!" He said.

" Vin Hyung! Please never talk to me about this topic again, that bastard Kim Seokjin means nothing to me." I said.

He looked down and sighed.

" I'm sorry. I promise, I won't talk about this." He said.

I nod my head. Vin Hyung walked out of the room while I took a deep breath and wiped my tesrs which unknowingky fell from my eyes. I walked towards the bed laid on it while covering myself in the cozy blanket.

Seokjin's And Gianna's Reception Day

I stood in the hall full of laughters, a fake smile plastered on my face, as Gianna approached me. She was a vision in red, her dark lipstick a stark contrast to her pale skin. But my eyes saw only one woman - Aurora.

Gianna came to me while smiling and placed a kiss on my cheek making my blood boil. This slut!

Gianna's kiss on my cheek was like a slap, jolting me back to reality. I glared at her, my eyes narrowing.

"Don't take advantage of this fake act," I warned, my voice low and menacing.

"Remember your place, or I won't hesitate to end this charade right here, in front of everyone." I warned her.

Gianna's eyes widened, and she took a step back, her grip on the wine glass tightening. I could see the fear in her eyes, making me smirk widely.

As I looked at Gianna, I saw only a pale imitation of the woman I loved. Aurora's smile, her laughter, her eyes - they haunted me, taunting me with what I couldn't have.

"Mr. and Mrs.Kim!" We heard somone calling us.

As we turned to face the approaching couple, I forced a smile onto my face. The businessman, a notorious mafia named Dante, beamed at us.

"What a lovely couple, soon to be Mafia King and Queen!" He said.

I rolled my eyes inwardly, but maintained the charade. Gianna, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying the attention, her smile widening as she clung to my arm.

"When are you going to have the heir of the Kim's?" Dante's wife, a woman with a calculating gaze, asked.

Gianna's grip on my hand tightened. Her eyes sparkled with a enthusiasm, and I could sense her desperation.

"Soon!" She said.

I played along, squeezing her hand in a show of affection which I hated the most.

"We're looking forward to starting a family," I lied, my voice smooth as silk.

As we continued to chat with the couple, I couldn't help but feel like a puppet on strings, trapped in this web of deceit. My mind kept wandering back to Aurora, the one person who made me feel alive.

But I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand. I had to maintain this facade, no matter how suffocating it felt. For now, I was stuck in this gilded cage, playing the role of the dutiful husband.

The irony wasn't lost on me - I was about to become the Mafia King, but my heart belonged to someone else entirely.

In the crowd, I saw my grandfather. I walked towards my grandfather, Lucifer, with a sense of dread. I hated showing him respect, hated bowing down to the man who had ruined my life. But I had to play along, for now.

"Lucifer, I did what you told me," I said, my voice tight with restraint.

"I married Gianna. Now, when am I going to become the Mafia King?" I asked.

Lucifer's eyes glinted with amusement, and he sneered at me.

"Why so desperate, Seokjin? You think becoming the Mafia King will solve all your problems?" He said.

I took a deep breath, controlling my anger.

"You told me that when I marry Gianna, you'd make me the Mafia King," I reminded him, trying to keep my tone even.

Lucifer chuckled, a cold, mirthless sound.

"Oh, so you want to become the Mafia King so you can bring back that peasant? Forget about her, Seokjin. I know your intentions - you want the power so you can bring your little slut back." He said.

My teeth gritted in anger.

"She is not a slut." I spat out.

Lucifer's expression turned cold, his eyes glinting with malice.

"Listen, Seokjin, you forgot, but let me remind you - from now on, the rules in the Mafia empire are changed. You can't become the Mafia King until I'm alive." He said.

I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I struggled to maintain my composure. Lucifer's words were like a knife twisting in my gut, a cruel reminder of the fate that awaited me.

"So, you're saying I can't become the Mafia King until you are alive?" I repeated, my voice low and even, despite the turmoil brewing inside me.

Lucifer nodded, a sly smile spreading across his face.

"That's right, Seokjin. You'll have to wait for me to take my last breath before you can even think about taking my throne." He said.

I felt a wave of anger wash over me, but I knew I couldn't let it consume me. I had to play the game, had to bide my time until the perfect moment to strike.

"I see," I said, my voice dripping with venom.

"Well, I hope you live a long and healthy life, then." I said.

Lucifer's smile grew wider, and he chuckled, a cold, mirthless sound.

"I'm sure." He said.

I turned and walked away, my heart seething with hatred and my mind racing with plans for the future. I would wait, I would bide my time, and when the moment was right, I would strike. Lucifer might have thought he had won, but I would be the one to ultimately claim victory.

Time Skip

I took a long drag on the cigarette, feeling the nicotine coursing through my veins, but it did little to calm the storm raging inside me. I was consumed by anger, by hatred for the man who had ruined my life, who had taken everything from me.

"Ughhh, Aurora," I whispered, my voice cracking with emotion.

"Where are you? Come here and calm me down in your embrace." I said.

I closed my eyes, imagining her gentle touch, her soothing voice. I pictured her smile, her laughter, and my heart ached with longing.

But she was gone, and I was left with this emptiness, this void that seemed to swallow me whole. I took another drag on the cigarette, feeling the bitterness spread through my chest.

"I'll take this throne from you, Lucifer," I vowed, my voice low and menacing.

"I'll show you real hell. You may have won this battle, but I'll win the war." I said.

I sat there, lost in my thoughts, the cigarette burning down to the filter. I knew I had to be careful, had to play the game, but it was getting harder to pretend, harder to keep up the charade.

I needed Aurora, needed her calm, gentle presence to soothe the beast inside me. But she was gone, and I was left to face the darkness alone.

Next Day

I sat at the conference table, surrounded by my partners, discussing the latest business strategy. But my focus was shattered when Yoongi's phone rang, piercing the silence.

"Yoongi, turn that off?" I said, trying to maintain my composure.

But Yoongi was too engrossed in signing documents to notice. Taehyung glanced at him, then at me, and suggested.

"Maybe he should get it, it could be important." He said.

I hesitated, but nodded curtly.

"Fine, but make it quick." I said.

Yoongi still didn't look up, so Taehyung answered the call and put it on speaker. That's when I heard it - her voice. Is that her?

My heart skipped a beat as I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. I couldn't move, couldn't speak, couldn't breathe. All I could do was sit there, frozen, as the past came crashing back into my present.

The room around me melted away, leaving only the sound of her angry words.

"You bastard, why aren't you picking up my calls?" She said.

Yoongi immediately picked up the phone and walked out of the room excusing himself.

"Wasn't it Aurora?" Taehyung asked.

"Shut up!" Namjoon said.

"Aurora never cursed in her life and that girl was cursing. She might be Yoongi Hyung's girlfriend." Hoseok said.

My mind reeled as I struggled to process what I was hearing. Aurora, the woman I left behind, the woman I still loved.

I felt a wave of emotions wash over me - guilt, longing, regret. I wanted to reach out to her, to explain, to apologize. But I couldn't. I was trapped in this life, this marriage, this lie.

"Meeting is over. You guys can leave." I said.

They all nodded and went out one by one. I sighed and massaged my temples. Ughh! Aurora was it really you? Why were you cursing? You never cursed? Maybe it was someone else and I'm just hallucinating.

After Two Weeks

Seoul, South Korea

Aurora stood in front of the mirror, her eyes fixed on her reflection. She applied a dark red lipstick, the color bold and vibrant against her pale skin.

Her black gown hugged her curves, the delicate lace and satin fabric shimmering in the light. She placed a mask over her eyes, the feathers and gems sparkling with every movement.

Her loose curls cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night, framing her heart-shaped face. She looked ethereal, a vision of beauty and mystery.

As she walked downstairs, Vincenzo's eyes widened in admiration.

"My little wolf looks stunning," He said, his voice full of pride.

Aurora smiled, her lips curving upwards.

"Your little wolf is always stunning," She replied, her voice husky.

Vincenzo chuckled and held out his hand. Aurora took it, and they walked out of the mansion together to the party. The mask hid her eyes, but her smile spoke volumes. She knew Seokjin would be there, and she was ready to face him.

The music and laughter grew louder as they approached the venue. Aurora's heart beat faster, her nerves tingling with anticipation. She hadn't seen Seokjin in four years, but the memory of him still lingered, a ghost in her mind.

Tonight, she would confront the past, and maybe, just maybe, she would find closure. Or perhaps, she would find something more.

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