[ ON-GOING ] Twice Mina x G!P Reader
Genre: Action, Drama, Romance
Han Y/n works at Myoui Mina's company. Unbeknownst to Mina, Y/n's family has arranged for her to marry Mina, the CEO of the company and single mother to her 5-year-old daughter, Han...
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A few weeks later, the night of Mr. Myoui's grand ball arrived—a glittering event filled with the elite of society, all dressed in their finest.
The ballroom was a spectacle of wealth and influence, with crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and an air of luxury that could be felt in every corner.
Y/n was there, her presence as commanding as ever. She mingled effortlessly, exchanging flirtatious banter with the women who flocked to her, her charm on full display.
Her mask of casual flirtation hid the razor-sharp focus beneath. This was a mission, after all.
Meanwhile, Dahyun sat at a nearby table, her plate filled with grapes, occasionally popping one into her mouth as she observed the room with an air of nonchalance. She wasn't much for the glitz and glamor, preferring to stay in the background, but her eyes missed nothing.
Sana, on the other hand, lingered in the shadows, her presence almost ghost-like as she remained unnoticed by most. She was there to observe, to ensure everything was going according to plan, but she didn't draw attention to herself.
The grand ball officially began with a runway show, a parade of male models showcasing the latest in high fashion.
The room buzzed with excitement as the first models took to the runway, their steps confident and their outfits immaculate. Each stride was a statement, each outfit a work of art.
The event was meticulously planned, and the models moved with the precision of a well-rehearsed dance.
As the show progressed, the anticipation in the room built to a peak.
Everyone knew who was last to walk the runway—the star of the show, the one who always closed the event with a bang.
The lights dimmed slightly, and the room hushed as the final act was about to begin.
(Listening to... i dont wanna live forever - zayn, taylor)
Sharon stepped onto the runway, her presence like a force of nature.
She was dressed in a stunning, form-fitting gown that hugged her every curve, shimmering under the spotlight.
The gown was a deep shade of emerald, with intricate details that accentuated her figure, and a high slit that revealed her toned legs with every step she took.
Despite everything she had been through—the rage, the betrayal, the heartbreak—Sharon carried herself with the grace of a queen.
Her expression was composed, her aura powerful.
It was as if she had channeled all her emotions into this moment, turning them into strength that radiated from her as she walked.
Y/n, who had been leaning against the bar with a drink in her hand, caught sight of Sharon as she made her entrance.
