Welcome to my story lovely readers, so this is my first (fanfiction) novel, for those who don't know Y/N \= your name

I have used Y/N as the female lead and the other characters you will get to know in the story itself.

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Y/N POV

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I poured myself a glass of water, drinking it I watch my trembling hands. I felt a tachycardia through my body, those dangerous things always shakes every hell out of me. Being a Jeon is not enjoyable- not at all.

Growing up in Busan City, as a daughter of the mafia's leader has its perks. I never grew up wanting anything with monetary value, never went hungry or thirsty, and always had a bed to sleep in. What I craved was companionship, love, freedom.

"Another murder?" My mom scoff, joining me in the kitchen she took a seat near the island bar.

I nod "they were responsible for the murder, our men shot for self defense." I kept the glass on the granite table which dragged mom's attention toward the table.

"Self defense!" She mumbled with a smirk, "You freaked out as if it were the first murder you've witnessed. " She said with a sharp gaze.

"This is not my cup of tea! Anyways it happens." She's right. It's not the first time for me to witness a murder. But somehow it does not feel right.

"You don't belong to this world, darling. " Mom added.

" Do you think I deserve better than this....?"

"A lot more, maybe better than this or worse than this. It depends."

"What do you mean?" I threw a glance at her.

"Big things don't come in small packages " She smirked at me and left from the kitchen.

After having dinner I walk to my father's study room. He told me to join him, he said there is something important to discuss with me.

"Hey dad, what's the matter?"

He glances at me with the same rough expression. "Today's murder, wasn't self defense?" He snapped.

I shook my head, "it was"

"Never unveil this secret, no matter what happens!" He warned me.

"Nothing happened on eleventh of August, dad!"

"Good! We'll be celebrating your birthday tomorrow and I have a deal with the Kim's ." This name sends chills down my spine. I don't think I will be able to forget this name ever.

"WHY?" I snapped with a bewildered face..."They are our rival right!"

"It's your birthday, let's welcome them nicely. We have a deal to discuss, I choose your birthday because they'll not be able to attack."

"Is it about drug or something?" I snapped."It's not your business! Get ready for tomorrow." He stated.There was a knock at the door, then a bold figure walked inside. V , my father's right hand, most trusted one, now looks serious, furious with his fists closing tightly. He's hot, super hot I mean. Dark hair, hazel eyes, well—built figure with bulging biceps, a really charming man he is.He threw a sharp gaze at me, his eyes raped my body briefly. There's something about him which makes me feel different. I can't control myself when I face him. I just don't know why."V!" Dad exclaimed."I need to leave!" His voice made me shiver for a moment. His presence makes me feel ten feet tall and I don't know where I gain so much courage and confidence in front of him."Why?" It escaped from my mouth, both stared at me blankly."Y/N? Don't interfere!" My father warned me. But I want to know why he's leaving."I mean—tomorrow is my birthday, and I wanted every staff to be there." I mumble with a half smile."We'll celebrate it later!" He said with a coarse voice.Later! Does he mean it? He wants to celebrate my birthday again. I blushed, "if you say so." He turned back to face my father and I didn't bother to take an inch of step away from them, I wanted to be a part of their conversation."Why you want to leave, all of a sudden?" Dad asked V ."My mother is not well and I got things to sort out. It's urgent and I need to be there." His voice is serious."Okay, you can leave. But you know we'll need you especially for tomorrow, the Kim will be here." Dad stated."Yeah I know..." dad cut him "family first, V . I'll manage for tomorrow." My eyes landed on my father when he said 'family first' he doesn't give a **** about us! Family is weakness for him."I will leave tomorrow morning." He turn his head toward me, he has a smirk on his lips which tells me he will wait for my birthday."Why not now!" "I got something to do after dusk." He steal a glance from me. A smile appeared on my face.

"I'll take your leave, dad!" I left from his study room. I was walking by the corridor, I heard footsteps behind me. Turning to the back. I saw the dashing figure, "V!" "You were expecting someone else?" He mumble with his hands inside his pocket. I feel my cheeks burn."No, is it important to leave tomorrow?" I questioned him, he takes some steps forward and my back almost hit the wall."I got things to do!" He said in a cold tone, taking some steps closer he put his hands beside me, blocking my way as if I was about to run."It's my birthday" I whispered with heavy breath. He runs his knuckles against my shoulder. I watch his action then back to his eyes."Why so much interest toward your father's assistant?" He questioned."You don't deserve to be his assistant Mr. V !" "Maybe you're right!" "I'm right? " Looking into his eyes I smirk, I can spot an angry and cold personality behind this angelic face—a real devil. He nodded with a smile."Who are you?" My question caused me to push him with all my forces."Time will reveal, Ma'am." He half smile with a devilish look. He put his hands back into his pocket. He was about to walk away when a sudden thought hit me hard."What's your surname?" I blurt out in a serious tone. He turned to me with an amazed smile."Min"

"It doesn't suit you, because I know the Min's family and I know you are lying to us—to my father. You know the Jeon's doesn't forgive liars!" "And I know you'll never let me down!" He assured with a cold voice."Who are you? I'm going to complain!" "Your father won't believe. If he can trust his left man more than his life then believe me—he trust his right man more than his soul, baby..." "Don't worry I'll find out at any cost!" I mumble softly with a half smile.

The Kim will be here today, they are from the Seoul crime family who came to Busan for business purpose, they say the youngest son of the Kim's is the owner of The Bellissimo, the most famous casino and hotel of Busan, they are known as the most dangerous mafia family. The Kim's are ten feet than us. We are just a piece of shit in front of them and I don't want them to be here today.

The knock at the door brought me back to the earth. I rush to open it.

"Happy birthday, princess." I was offered a bouquet with white roses and a small box from the Tiffany's.

"V! I thought you already left! Thank you. That's so kind of you." He was in a black suit, which suits him a lot, gives him the real appearance of a mafia Capo.

He had a smirk on his lips. "How could I miss your birthday party?" His eyes trailed at me. I blushed at his words.

I couldn't help but curious about the box. "What's in?"

"You can open it."

I unwrapped the box immediately because seriously I can't wait to open my gift, especially this one! V's first offered present.

Wow! My eyes widened at the blue navy ring. "This is awesome! It will match with my birthday dress. Nice choice by the way." I smile at him.

He replied nothing but just a smirk. Then he got a phone call, his expression was a little bit weird. He made an excuse and went outside the room to answer the phone. After a little while he came back in and he didn't seem quite himself. Something's not right about him, my instinct told me that.

"Now you're about to leave, right?" I asked him with stitches brows.

"Yeah, I'm leaving and I assure you that we'll meet soon." He take some steps closer.

"You'll miss the party."

"I don't think so," he smirked devilishly. He reached for my cheek with his fingers and stroked it lightly then he placed a light kiss on it. "Have a blast," he left from my bedroom without any turn around.

***

I walk down the hall, the old pat benatar song is playing in the background. Walking across the hall, people are staring at me with a pleasant smile on their face and this makes me like the birthday girl. I smile back at all of them.

My dad comes beside me, wrapping his hand around my waist. He leads me to a table well decorated with lilac flowers. His relationship with me seems to be joyful.

Suddenly he got a phone call coming in. Then he ignored me like I'm nobody but some random girl. Yeah that's what my dear dad did on her daughter's birthday party. I stood there just like a dumbass.

Jungkook joined us, he's the son of my father and my step brother. He was in Seoul for some business purposes and earned all the respect from my father. He's dad's favourite.

I have another step brother, Jin . He is biologically Jungkook's brother with one year gap but instead of trying hard he couldn't earned the same value as Jungkook. I should admit the fact that he is chivalrous to me.

"We're going to Seoul," my father says as he hangs up the phone.

"What happened?" Jungkook asks.

" Jeong gyu Kim is dead, so are eighteen of his men."

Now the war between the mafia and the Bratva seems inevitable.

"Go. Pack," my father commanded.

"Hey! My birthday party just begun. Come on!" That was bullshit. Why is he so hurried to go?

"Do as father said. It's urgent." Jungkook stated. That helps me understand why he's father's favourite.

I didn't blow my birthday candle, again. The party had been called off. I stand by the threshold to watch all the people leave. Perfect.

Seoul is a good place, anyway. I said that to myself, try to make myself feel better. My father brought us to Seoul several times. Our penthouse there was an amazing place, it has the most amazing view. That's the only comfort for me, yet I was never allowed to leave that construct.

"Pack some nice dresses," my mother says from the threshold. She looks like she's been crying, her eyes are bloodshot. Father must've yelled at her again.

"I packed my black dress. How long are we staying so I know how many clothes to actually bring."

"I don't mean your black dress, bring some of your finest dresses."

"Why? We're going to a funeral," I knit my eyebrows together.

"We will be attending some social gatherings there..."

"Don't question your mother. Bring the red dress and another one," Father looks distracted. "Be ready in twenty minutes, we are flying out tonight ."

****

On our private plane, I sat next to Jin while Jungkook talks to father about business and mother sleeps. Jin looks antsy, shaking his legs and fiddling with his thumbs. He's always been a more handsome brother. Girls in my class got to go to parties and that's where they've seen Jin. I've unfortunately heard many cringeworthy stories that a sister shouldn't hear about her brother.

Jin, like me, has golden blond hair and blue eyes. His tan skin, white teeth and tall stature makes all the girls drool. Jungkook on the other hand with dark brown hair and brown eyes is handsome, but his cold features scare the crap out of everyone. He became a Made Man at thirteen, Jin, a Made Man at fifteen—what a disappointment to my father that was, but all he could say was thank God Jin wasn't his heir. He is the spare, and Jin has always been angry being thought about like that.

"What's wrong?" I ask him.

"Do you know what the death of Jeong gyu and his best men means?"

I shake my head.

"It means Seoul is weak at the moment. They'll need soldiers because the Russians are sure to strike again. After the funeral some of Father's men are going to stay to help them fight."

"And you're staying," I search for his eyes which are now looking out the plane window. His jaw ticks.

"Yes. I'm staying to fight."

He doesn't want to, I know he doesn't. Jin isn't a fighter, he'll pretend to be the cold murderer Father expects of him, but just like me—he doesn't want to be a part of this lifestyle.

***

We landed in Seoul and took the car straight to the penthouse. It was just past midnight and Father rushed me off to bed, probably so he could talk business with my brothers.

I sit on the stairs and eavesdrop instead.

"I don't like this," Jin says.

"It doesn't matter what you like. It's what will benefit the mafia," my father barks through what sounds like gritted teeth.

"You should let her decide!" Jin continues to argue.

"I won't hear another word about this. You will learn your place, Jin!" Father yells. "Do you see your brother complaining? No, because he knows this will be a beneficial union. I will hear no more arguments, and no more back talk! "After a few seconds of no talking I'm startled by Jin turning the corner looking pissed off.

"You should go to bed. Go". He sounds cold and distant.

I nod my head, part of the reason is that I am getting tired.

Her. Jin said, 'let her decide'. I lay awake in my room staring at the ceiling trying to decipher who her is.

Could it be me? Or maybe it's about mother.

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Y/N

I wake up to sound of my alarm beeping. I guess I was so exhausted that I passed out. I don't even remember falling asleep. I do remember what I was pondering over though. 'Her'.

I head down the stairs but stop at the top when I see Jungkook sitting alone eating cereal, I'm surprised Mother isn't up. Usually she will keep herself busy by cooking. Since it's short notice our maid and cook won't be at the penthouse, so in situations like this Mother will cook. For breakfast she always makes pancakes, eggs, and bacon.

I turn around and head towards my parents room to see if maybe Mother is sick. I stop in front of the door and lift my hand to knock when I hear sobbing coming from inside.

"I don't want her to!" My mother weeps.

"Get a hold of yourself, Valentina! You know it is her duty!"

"He might say no! There's still a chance!"

"He will not say no to my offer. Not when the Outfit has been weakened like this."

"But—" "Stop crying god damn it!" Father screams and Mother shrieks.

A sound of slapping came through the door."Argh! Please, don't!" Mother pleaded.

I rush away from the door and want to cry for being such a coward. I should've rushed in and stopped my father from hitting my mother. I should've stopped it so many times.

"Eavesdropping again?" Jin taps on my shoulder from behind.

"You scared the crap out of me!" I hold my rapid beating heart.

"Leave it alone. It's none of our business."

"Isn't it? Isn't it at least my business?" Jin clenched his fists.

You should let her decide.

I am her.

"I know what you're thinking, that you can save Mother. Father is much stronger, he'd hurt you too if you got in the way of his business. Let it go."

"Doesn't it hurt you knowing what father did to mother!" I shout.

"Y/N . Go take a shower and start getting ready." Jungkook says from down the hall. He looks angry. " Jin, a word."

"But—"

"That is enough out of you, Y/N! You need to stop acting like a nosey brat. Jin is right, it's none of your business," Jungkook growls. He gives me a warning look as if to say he dares me to talk back to him. I press my lips into a thin line and push past them to go to my room.

Downstairs everyone seems to be waiting for me. All of them already dressed in black and wearing stoic faces.

I'm hungry by the time I finish readying myself. "Do you mind if I grab something to eat?" I walk toward the pantry.

"Yes, I do mind. We are leaving. Now." Father says heading out the door and the rest follow him. Slumping my shoulders and fantasizing about food, I groan and my father gives me a dark look daring me to complain again.

"Could've ate something if you didn't spend your morning listening in on things that aren't your business to begin with," Jungkook says before ducking his head to get into the car. I wanted to scold him but there isn't a point when I know Father will take his side in any battle.