Requested by anon
Genre: Mafia!au, angst, smut
Summary: Your arranged marriage with Minseok has been seen as perfection. Two people head-over-heels in love. Pretending to be a happy couple has tricked everyone into thinking it’s for real… even you.
Warnings: strong/violent language, rough sex
The caring touches, the stolen glances, the illusion of love was beginning to fool me. Minseok is the perfect gentleman around other people, but behind closed doors, we’re a million miles away. No one knows that we sleep in separate rooms or that our marriage was completely arranged. Everyone around us praised fate when they found out my father was old friends with his uncle years ago. Little do they know that after Minseok’s uncle passed away, he became the head of the family. Now that my father is starting to get up in age, he made a deal with Minseok; a thirty million dollar deal and his eldest daughter’s hand in marriage.
We’ve been married for three months now, but we still barely know each other. He leaves for days at a time without a word and comes back in silence. Growing up, my father never left the house unless he said goodbye. Maybe I’m just being too sensitive. I just feel so alone in my own marriage.
The first time he asked me to join him for dinner with the rest of the mobsters, I was completely shocked. The whole night he smiled at me, pulled my chair out for me, held my hand and even kissed my cheek. I was blinded by the smoke screen until we came back home and he went straight to bed, not even saying a simple “good night”
We kept this going around others, making everyone believe we were madly in love. The more I faked my feelings for him, the more real they became. I dreaded leaving parties and dinners because I knew I would have to go back to being alone. I didn’t want to pretend anymore. I want to be in love for real.
Your POV
“Did you tell him this?!” My sister asked in shock. She invited me to lunch while she was in town. I never intended on telling her about Minseok, but she can read me like a book.
“No. How can I? None of it’s real.”
“But you love him.”
“I don’t know. I mean, I should because we’re married, but… It’s arranged.” I said, whispering the last part. The last thing I needed was someone in the restaurant to hear and with my luck, they’ll be connected to my families rivals. Rule number one of the mafia, trust no one.
“Y/n, if you’re unsure, you need to be open and direct. What’s the worst that can happen? He doesn’t feel the same way? Too bad. You’re married.”
“You know it’s not that easy. Life isn’t a contract. If he doesn’t feel the same way then he really isn’t the one I should be with, but I can’t go out and find mr.right because I will have violated the agreement and our family is screwed.” I leaned back in my chair, exhausted by the reality I’m stuck in. “I’m trapped in a loveless marriage.”
“You don’t know that. And you never will until you say something.” She was right. I know she was.
His POV
“Hey, boss. We have a situation.” I sprung from my chair and headed straight for the surveillance room. If any of those rat bastards so much as breathed near my territory, I’ll have them in the ground.
I burst into the door looking over all the screens. “What’s the problem?”
“Check it out. Wifey’s on the loose.” One of my men pointed to the screen, showing the video of Y/n leaving the house. “And then this came in about ten minutes ago.” He pulled out his phone, showing me pictures of Y/n at some café
“She’s with her sister you idiots. Next time you call me out of my office someone better be in the hospital.” I turned to leave but he stopped me.
“That’s not all. Look closer.” He zoomed into the background and handed me the phone.
Just two tables away from where Y/n was sitting, three of the rival thugs were staring at her. What are they planning?
“Where’s the café?”
“Just outside the territory. Her sister is staying at a hotel near there.”
“Switch the reservation to somewhere closer. I don’t need her going out of bounds.”
“No need. Little sister is leaving this afternoon. We have a few guys hanging around to make sure no one tries to pull anything.”
“Good.” I checked my watch and handed the phone back. “I gotta go. I expect full surveillance of the event this evening. Call the host and request the security footage. He owes me a favor… or five.”
“Yes, sir.”
I needed to get ready for tonight. But more importantly, I need to know what those thugs want with my wife.
When I got home, Y/n was on the phone so I tried to keep quiet. I don’t know what she said to her sister at the café, but it sparked the interest of the enemy.
“No, he’s not home yet. I can’t tell him tonight we have that gala. If I tell him then it’ll seem like I’m some love sick school girl who got caught up in the facade.” She said.
Love? Does she love me? If she told her sister she loves me then why would those thugs be so interested? As far as they know we’re happily married.
“I’ll just call you tomorrow. Safe travels. Bye.” I waited a few seconds and opened the door before slamming it shut, acting as if I just walked in. Y/n didn’t even turn around to look at me. She just poured herself some tea and went about her business.
“Shouldn’t you be getting ready?” I asked.
“Oh, Minseok. I thought you’d be upstairs by now. Um… I was just having some tea before I got ready. I’m feeling a little drowsy.”
“Okay. Let me know when you’re ready. I need to make some calls.” I headed upstairs, leaving her to her business.
Your POV
My heart was about to pound out of my chest! I touched my hand to my blushing cheek, trying to calm myself. My God, I’m crazy about him! It was such a basic interaction yet I’m still in wonder.
I went up to my room to get ready, excited for what was to come. s long as we were in public, he’s the kind of husband every girl wants. I took the time to find the right pair of shoes to match my clutch purse and the right jewelry to match the gown. By the time I was finished I had another look at myself.
“Beautiful.” I gasped when I heard Minseok’s voice and turned to look at the door. He leaned against the frame, looking very casual, unlike his hand-tailored tux.
“Oh, thank you.” I looked down at my shoes, feeling shy.
“Shall we?” He extended his hand, offering to escort me to the car.
And the charade begins…
Minseok handed the keys to the valet, ushered be inside and was greeted by the host. His hand remained on the small of my waist as he said. “So good to see you again. You remember my lovely wife, Y/n?”
“How could I forget. You look beautiful as always.” The host shook my hand gently and Minseok walked us into the ballroom. There were elegantly decorated tables surrounding the dancefloor. I was blown away by the scene.
Minseok found our table and pulled out my chair as always. We sat with a few of the other mobsters and their wives, having some small talk. I was enjoying the evening until one of Minseok’s men tapped him on the shoulder.
“Sir, one of the dons wants to speak with you.”
“Which one?” Minseok asked.
“…The Incheon don.” He said. My eyes went wide for a moment. What would the Incheon mafia boss be doing here?
Minseok turned to me, kissing my cheek and excused himself. “I’ll be back in a moment, my love.” He left with his lackey and I sighed in frustration.
“Aw, he’s so sweet even when he leaves you for a moment.” One of the wives said.
I smiled at her kindly, not showing my true feelings and tried to forget about whatever the Incheon boss wanted.
His POV
I walked out of the ballroom, down the hall and stopped when I saw a couple of goons standing by a double door. I removed my hands from my pockets and raised my arms, proving that I didn’t have any weapons. They opened the doors, allowing me inside. I walked toward the single table in the middle of the room and sat across from my mortal enemy for the first time in years.
“Minseok.” He said.
“Don Kim to you,” I said, staring him down.
“Oh? You’re the head of the family now?” He said, taunting me.
I cocked my head to the side, irritated by his tone. “Yes, I am. But you already knew that which is why I’m here and not my father-in-law.”
“Right. Your little… arrangement with his eldest daughter seem’s almost perfect. I understand you two aren’t as happy as most may think.”
“What are you getting at?” I asked him.
The sly smirk on his face grew. “I know a way to get you out of it.”
“What?”
“Let’s just say… a little bird told me she’s considering looking for a better companion since her ‘husband’ isn’t showing much interest. And if that so-called ‘mr.right’ were one of us, her father wouldn’t be too thrilled with her. However, it would still leave you with her dowry and her family’s power.” He explained. “Since you two are married, you kept your end of the deal, but if she is unfaithful, she breaks the pact.”
“Why are you telling me this?” I asked. “There’s no way in hell she’d go anywhere near your turf.”
“She doesn’t have to. We’re in a neutral zone here tonight.”
“Again, why are you telling me this.” He was really irritating me now.
“Because… I want a run at your girl.”
I recoiled at his words, unable to accept what he said. I shook my head in disbelief and stood up from the seat.
“No. She’s not some toy you can mess around with, she’s my wife. Touch her and die.” With that, I stormed out. Four of my men were waiting for me by the door. We all walked back to the ballroom with fire in our step.
“You. Get the car and meet me in the back. You. keep an eye on that door and let me know if anyone tries to do something less than friendly. You. follow behind me on the way home. And you. Find out who that ‘little bird’ is and put him in a body bag.”
“Yes, sir.” They all said. We split up and I headed straight for Y/n. No one will take her from me.
Your POV
I was speaking to one of the other guests when Minseok, popped up out of mid-air and took my hand. “Y/n, sweetheart. Care for a dance?”
“Uh, sure. Excuse me.” I walked behind Minseok, trying to keep up with his fast pace.
I was confused when he walked completely past the dance floor and toward the back door. That is until I remembered who he was just talking to. Something was wrong.
“What did he say to you?” I whispered to him. He didn’t answer. Instead, he just kept walking.
We burst through the back door and he assisted me in the back seat of the car. We sped off into the night with the second car following behind.
“Minseok, what is going on? Are we in danger here?” I had so many questions, but he still ignored me.
When we got home, he held the door open, letting me out of the car with ease. “Go inside.” He ordered.
“O-okay.” I did as he said and he stayed behind to speak to the driver.
I went up to my room, took off my heels and let my hair down. Why was he acting so strangely? He’s never shaken by those thugs.
I almost unzipped my dress when I felt a pair of strong hands spinning me around. Minseok held my hips and stared into my eyes. I was so startled by him. He hasn’t ever stepped into my room, let alone while I’m getting undressed.
“I heard you earlier today. I heard what you said to your sister on the phone.” He said. My lips parted, but I held back the gasp. “Do you honestly think I would reject you? Or think less of you?”
My eyes felt a little watery, but my expression remained emotionless. “I-I don’t know. That’s what I was afraid of.”
Minseok, cupped my cheeks, bringing my face just centimeters from his. “Y/n… The circumstances of our marriage don’t matter. I’m here, you’re here so just tell me now. What do you feel?”
I took a pause, erasing all the little details and just lived in the moment. “I’m falling in love with you.” The words spilled out of my mouth.
He raised his thumb, catching a tear as it fell from my eye. He looked down at my lips briefly before he did the unthinkable. His body pressed to mine as he crashed our lips together. The last time he kissed me on the mouth was at our wedding. And that little peck couldn’t make a spark in a firework shop.
I clung to him, holding him against my feverish body. He let go of my face, unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor. I started on his tie, mercilessly untying it and tossing it aside. He hoisted me into his arms only to walk a few steps and drop me on the bed. I went without his warm touch for a few seconds while he undid his pants and pulled them off. I ripped his shirt down the middle, sending the buttons flying all over the room.
He slipped out of his underwear, revealing his massive erection. I looked up and down his chiseled body, taking in every curve. He kissed me one more time before lining himself at my throbbing entrance.
“Tell me how you feel.” He commanded.
“I love you,” I replied. He slammed our hips together, forcing every inch of his manhood into me.
“Say it again.” He retreated himself from my tight heat.
“I-I love you. OH!” Once again, he thrusted into me with great force.
“I love you too, Y/n. I love you.” He repeated.
I was on cloud nine. The man I loved told me he loves me too and now all I needed was to feel his warm cum filling me. I gripped the sheets in a shameful attempt to stop my climax from happening too soon. Minseok saw that I was close and increased the speed of his hips. He lifted my leg higher, taking me from a better angle.
That was it. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I arched my back so hard, it was off the bed. Minseok ducked his head down, covering my chest in hot, wet kisses. His mouth opened into an ‘o’ shape as he shot his essence against my walls. His sharp thrusts came to a slow stop and he planted one last kiss between my breasts.
“Mmm~ Now that is how I pictured being married,” I said, playing with his hair.
“I guess this would be the start of our honeymoon period. Since our real honeymoon was just for show.” He leaned in, kissing my lips and resting on top of me. “This… is just for us.”
THE END
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