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AUTHOR'S POV
Castello del Capo(Milan)-
The grand hall buzzed with excitement as the doors opened, signaling the arrival of Jeon Jungkook, the enigmatic and feared mafia king, accompanied by a mysterious woman.
Jungkook's imposing presence sent a ripple of whispers through the crowd, but all attention soon shifted to the woman by his side.
Crystal chandeliers bathed the room in a golden glow, illuminating the opulence and whispers that seemed to follow Jungkook wherever he went.
He strode into the room, commanding attention with his dark aura and undeniable authority.
Yn in her stunning black gown, moved gracefully beside him, her aura radiating confidence,a quiet strength that complemented his dominating presence.
She held her head high, unfazed by the murmurs of disbelief and awe that echoed around them.
The crowd was unprepared for this revelation-the king had a queen, and her presence was nothing short of magnetic.
Gasps rippled through the crowd as the room registered her presence.
Whispers spread like wildfire. The Jeon mafia king had brought someone to his side.
"Who is she?"someone whispered.
"She's stunning, but why is she here?"
"Is she is wife?" another voice speculated.
The murmurs only grew louder when YN's gaze, cold and piercing, swept over them.
Jungkook's expression remained stoic, his hand lightly resting on YN's lower back as he guided her through the room.
They walked toward their designated thrones at the head of the hall. As they ascended the steps, the crowd fell silent, their curiosity at its peak.
Her black gown glimmered subtly under the lights, its intricate details speaking of both power and mystery-a deliberate choice that made her stand apart in the sea of red dresses traditionally worn by women in their position.
For a moment, YN glanced at Jungkook, who gave her a subtle nod. Taking a deep breath, she took her seat beside him, her confidence unwavering despite the scrutinizing stares.
The Duke and his wife approached with graceful poise.
The Duke, an older man with a sharp, calculating gaze, offered a courteous bow to Jungkook, though the tension in his movements betrayed his nervousness.
