It is the story of one of the most perilous but secret Mafia King "Suga" and a deadly government agent, he is cruel but for those who mess with him, he has a very dangerous aura, Hearing his voice, people's souls tremble, People are afraid to even m...
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The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a golden glow across the quiet living room. Jimin sat curled up on the couch, his hands resting on his lap, his mind lost in endless thoughts. His heart felt heavy, weighed down by the memories of the past few days. Everything had changed so suddenly-his marriage, his relationship with Yoongi, his entire world.
He sighed, running a hand through his messy hair, his eyes staring blankly at the floor.
His thoughts were abruptly interrupted by a sharp knock at the door. The sudden sound startled him, pulling him back to reality. He hesitated for a moment before slowly getting up, his legs feeling weak beneath him.
As he opened the door, he was met with the sight of a stranger-a man he had never seen before. The man held out an envelope without a word, his expression neutral.
Jimin hesitantly reached out and took it. Before he could ask anything, the man turned and walked away, disappearing down the street.
Frowning, Jimin shut the door, his heart pounding in his chest. What is this?
His fingers trembled slightly as he looked down at the envelope, a strange sense of unease washing over him. He walked back to the couch, sat down, and carefully tore open the envelope.
The moment he pulled out the contents, his breath caught in his throat.
His eyes widened in shock. His hands shook as he flipped through the neatly stacked papers. His vision blurred with unshed tears as the words "Divorce Agreement" stared back at him in bold letters.
Jimin's heart stopped.
Divorce?
A sharp gasp left his lips as his fingers tightened around the papers. His chest ached as if someone had physically punched him. His throat felt dry, his hands turning clammy. His eyes darted down to the bottom of the document.
Yoongi's name was already signed.
A sob bubbled up in his throat. His body trembled, his grip on the papers loosening. They slipped from his hands, fluttering to the floor like dead leaves.
His vision blurred as hot tears welled up, spilling down his cheeks. His breath came out in short, shallow gasps, his heart pounding painfully against his ribcage.
No... this can't be real.
Jimin clutched his chest as the pain inside him grew unbearable. His mind screamed at him to wake up from this nightmare, but the reality was too clear-Yoongi had left him.
