Min Yoongi.
A business magnate, and a mafia leader.
You and him were a whole world apart, until fate got your life intertwined.
He would do anything to make you his.
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Except of course, the status to be the queen of the throne, to be legally married to him.
He wasn't ready, and somehow subconsciously he felt there was something about her that just didn't feel right.
She grew restless after six months, tried to bring the subject every now and then, and he grew tired of dodging the question. It was then she realized that her efforts had deemed futile, he was unamenable.
So she had to change her game plan.
Since the first time he brought her home, Yoongi had dreaded the possibility of one of his brothers to fall for her charm. When it came to his woman, he didn't like to share. And of all the six boys, it had to be Hoseok who fell for her.
To think about convenience.
The remarkable thing about Hoseok was his passion in everything he did. When he learn something, he would learn hard. When he work, he would work it all out, and when he put his mind on something, he would try his best to make it happen.
So when he fell in love, it was no wonder that he fell hard. His blind love for Estela was the thing that override his loyalty to his cousin.
Estela knew too well, Hoseok was the one with power within their business empire, next to Yoongi. Hoseok was his cousin after all, and second major shareholder. Should something happen to him, Hoseok would be the one to take over his position.
It was one night before a raid, Yoongi found her in Hoseok's bed, all naked with only quilt covering her body.
It wasn't jealousy but more the disbelief and feeling betrayed that drove him to pull his gun and pointed to Hoseok's head. Just like him, Hoseok was always sleeping with gun under his pillow, and the man instinctively drew his gun out almost the same time with Yoongi.
In the end, it was like a staring contest, to challenge who would be the first to pull the trigger.
Until Taehyung barged in and stopped them both.
Yoongi was ready to give her up, it took two hands to clap anyway, and he believed it was more of exertion from her side towards his cousin. So he gave her three days to leave the mansion, he didn't care if she was to move in with Hoseok.
Yoongi was a pragmatic at one point, he knew when to let go.
But apparently the weakness of beauty and lust ran in the family, even Yoongi wasn't immune to it.
The night before her scheduled departure, she came to his bedroom, to bid him goodbye, and give him offering that was hard for him to resist. One last night to remember.
It turned out later, that night had been unforgettable indeed.
Between the panting and moaning and her screaming his name, she managed to stealthily snatch his flip knife when he was too distracted and off guard.
He was drifting to sleep afterwards, when she tried to stab him on the chest.
It was just by the right timing and years of training that saved him by avoiding the attack, but she managed to strike a long deep scratch across his chest, and in the end, he had to resort to his gun and put a bullet on her shoulder.
The incident had been an eye opening for the group, and they had to force Hoseok in letting her go, albeit with hard resistance from him. Estela lost her chance to be with either of them, in the end their brotherhood had to be put forward above anything else.
A week later Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook boarded the private jet to send her to one of Yoongi's associate in Russia, as a private escort for the weapon mogul. That was Yoongi's punishment for her.
But the drama didn't end there.
Yoongi wouldn't let it slide without getting his payback, he just had to do something to spite his dear cousin.
So he stopped his medical equipment supplies to Hoseok's list of pharmaceutical company. Of course there were other choices, but with steep price.
Hoseok retaliated by halting his supplies of medicines and cosmetics to Yoongi's company, resulting lots of his drugstore were severely short in stock.
It was like a domino effect, their dispute started to affect the company stock price and decision making, the group wellbeing overall.
Until three months later, the other five boys had to drag both of them to Namjoon's office, and forced them to reach the truce. It had been a while since the last time they saw Namjoon upset or angry, but that day he banged the desk, things flying over to the floor and his voice strained from the shouting, to make the two goats to see some sense.
It ended with result ultimately, no matter how minimal. At least Yoongi and Hoseok could finally sit together on one table without trying to kill each other, that was definitely an improvement.
What was Namjoon called Estela again?
Helen of Troy and the Trojan war.
Namjoon and his excessive fondness of greek mythology, he scoffed. Estela was anything but a queen, more like an ambitious whore for him now.
He should have gotten rid both paintings a long time ago, but he just didn't have the heart.
The one that was initially in his study, he moved it to the dining room, so everytime there was a dinner before every mission, the painting would be the painful reminder for them to never let women get in between their brotherhood. The sole reason why Hoseok avoided dinner in his house from then on.
The other one in his bedroom was like a memento for him, that some things in this world weren't just meant to be his, no matter how much money or power he had.
Estela was so beautiful in that painting. He could remember all the moments with her clearly before, the taste of her lips, the feel of her body against his, and the scent of her that lingered on his bed even months after her departure.
It was very clear before, but now only vaguely so.
Since his eyes met yours at that restaurant, the occasional dream of her, was replaced by you.
The memory of you filled his nights with restless sleep, and the need to take you as his was just too great to ignore.
Finally, just finally he could have something to let him moved on from the bad memories of Estela.
When he took you to bed the first time, he felt the great satisfaction that no amount of time he had spent with countless women after Estela could compare with the feeling when he finally slid himself inside you.
For now, he had you to fill that empty space in his heart, and he would never let you go for that.
And putting you just in your place was the first step, before he could claim you completely, and he would remind himself to never let the history repeat itself.
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