Part 15 – The Calm Before the Storm
The morning sun peeked through the white curtains as I slowly opened my eyes. The sound of ocean waves crashing nearby was calming. I turned my head and saw Jimin sleeping peacefully beside me, his hand still holding mine from the night before.
Y/n (whispering): “You look so peaceful… I wish we could stay here forever.”
But I knew we couldn’t.
I quietly got up, walked to the balcony, and stood there for a while, watching the water shimmer in the light. The thought of the mafia fight coming after this paradise felt like a storm waiting on the horizon.
Jimin: “You’re thinking about it too, huh?”
I turned around and saw him rubbing his eyes as he sat up in bed.
Y/n: “Yeah… I just wish this wasn’t hanging over us.”
He got up, wrapped his arms around me from behind, and rested his chin on my shoulder.
Jimin: “We still have a few days. Let’s make them count.”
Later That Morning – Beach House Kitchen
Everyone had gathered for breakfast. The mood was still light, but I could feel something different. The unspoken truth that time was running out.
Jennie: “Okay! Wedding updates!”
She clapped her hands together.
Lisa: “The beach ceremony will be right here on Saturday. Rose petals, lanterns, string lights… it’s gonna be magical.”
Sunmi: “And I made sure the dress is steamed and flawless. You’re going to be a goddess, Y/n.”
I smiled gratefully, but inside, I was scared.
Not of the wedding—
But of not making it to the wedding at all.
Meanwhile, outside — Jimin, Taehyung, Yoongi & Jhope sat away from the girls
Jhope: “I got the message this morning. Mr. Kim’s men are preparing. They know we’re out of the country.”
Taehyung: “So what? They plan to strike when we land?”
Yoongi: “Probably. But we’ll be ready.”
Jimin: “They won’t touch her. I’ll make sure of it.”
His voice was low, dangerous.
“I’ll end anyone who tries.”
The air between them shifted. The vacation was fading. Reality was creeping in.
That Night — Rooftop of the Beach House
Me and Jimin stood under the stars again, but this time it felt different. Like we were counting down.
Y/n: “Let’s make a promise.”
Jimin: “Anything.”
Y/n: “If anything happens… if we get separated… you find me. Always.”
Jimin: “I will. I swear to you on my life. But nothing will happen. We fight. We survive. Then we live.”
He pulled out a small box from his pocket.
Jimin: “I was going to wait until the wedding, but… I want you to wear this now.”
Inside was a delicate silver ring with a small sapphire stone.
Y/n: “It’s beautiful…”
Jimin: “It’s a protection ring. My mother gave it to me when I was young. It kept me safe… now, it’s yours.”
Tears welled in my eyes as he slipped it onto my finger.
Meanwhile — Back in Korea
Mr. Kim stood in a dark room, surrounded by armed men.
Mr. Kim: “As soon as their plane lands… kill them all.”
TO BE CONTINUED…
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