My Mafia Lords LMK, LDH & NJM

15

YURI

I let the water wash over me. We are in a safe house in another part of the men's territory. It's another penthouse only this one is a bit smaller but just as elegantly decorated. But I can't seem to find it in me to care much about the black-market paintings on their walls or the five star meal waiting for me in the living room. All I care about is none of us died today. The urge to turn and run to my saviors this second is so damn strong.

I grab the towel from the warming rack and wrap it around me, securing the thick edge between my breasts. With the palm of my hand, I swipe at the steam-covered mirror. But I am my own savior too, I remind my bruised reflection. I didn't wait to be saved. I caused the mess, and I helped clean it up. Sort of. I didn't handle the ending of the Hwang brothers, but I didn't let them take me or get away. That's something right. It's amazing how a shower makes everything better. The aches and pains from the hard sides of the cage digging into my face left some ugly coloring along my cheek.

Chills erupt over my skin and the nerve endings throughout my body tingle the second I leave the bathroom and walk down the short hallway, plush carpet silencing my footfalls. I quietly step into the living room to find all three men perched on the ends

of either a chair or a section of the large couch talking about today. They don't see me at first. It feels off to not say anything, but I'm caught off balance by Mark's comment.

"I love her."

He says it so confidently. They've all showered already and are freshly dressed in clean T-shirts and sweats. I've never seen them in anything other than their day wear, so I appreciate the view in silence for a while longer.

"You're not alone. We've loved her for two years." That's Donghyuck. I want to run to him and lose myself in his warmth.

"I feel like we've known her our entire lives. I can't believe I'm inlove with someone 6 years youngers then me but age doesn't matter right now" I smile at Jaemin's bafflement and wonder. He's right. They are really older then me, but I don't see why that matters. The heart is what determines a soul's fate in my opinion.

"I love you all, too," I say, the emotions welling up from inside me to drip from each letter.

Mark's dark eyes sweep across the room and land on me first with a powerful force I'm not prepared for. I want this. I want them.

Jaemin and Donghyuck turn following their friend's line of sight. I'm instantly flushed the second all three have their full attention on me. I'm left wondering if it will always be this intense.

"This is all really new to me." I wrap my arms around myself and stand in the middle of the floor. I can tell Jaemin wants to come to me, but he changes his mind sensing I need a minute.

"I thought I was going to die today. What i did was stupid. I should have never taken that video. I had no way of knowing it would end up in the wrong hands or almost get you guys killed. But I should have known it was a possibility. I was mad at you for keeping me from Jeno. I was scared. He is all i had"

They rise and come to me. Mark is directly in front of me with Jaemin to my right and Donghyuck to my left. Donghyuck moves my wet hair to the side and places a warm kiss on the top of my shoulder. "It's over now. We don't need to speak of it again."

"now i see why Jeno didn't tell me anything" i sighed

Mark removes my hands from the edge of the towel. "Jeno loves you almost as much as we do." There's a dark glittering of rage in the shadows of his eyes as he falls to his knees and wraps his strong, protective hands around my waist. I can feel the heat of his touch seep through me, meld with my soul and calm me. Jaemin and Donghyuck join him and they all three caress, kiss, and love me until I can barely breathe from the number of emotions pouring out of them. I join them on the floor and wrap my arms around their necks and connect gazes with first Mark, then Jaemin. Donghyuck.

"I love you. I don't know how that is possible, but I can't imagine going back to my husk of a life where I only waited for life to happen to me." I'm left leveled from all the emotions I find staring back at me.

"We are only sorry we waited so long to bring you into our lives. This darkness...it's not for everyone." Donghyuck moves strands of fallen hair from my face.

My eyes slip closed, and I feel strong fingers over my cool skin. "I'm not going anywhere," I state simply.

"Starting with work tomorrow." Jaemin lifts me from the floor, and I am settled over his lap. He's leaning against the couch at his back, a youthful but arrogant grin on his face.

"Excuse me." His eyes caress the swaying globes of my breasts, my trim waist, and my thick, womanly curves as I move over top of him. "No queen of ours slings beer in a bar. Those fuckers can find someone else to pour their drinks."

"You're ours and as of right now your throne and crown, as invisible as they are, are nonetheless real. You work for no one. Because you are the fucking boss. Welcome to our dark empire baby."