Mafia's Pregnant Wifey
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Its my second story
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Its the which is requested by my youtube family...
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And now here I'm uploading it
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Age - 25
Mafia boss addressed as JK
Don't give a shit to anyone cold as hell but not for his lovely wifey can do anything for his love.. sometimes scared of his preggy wifey
Lovely wife of this mafia boss sassy as hell, cute,sexy and preggy
Age -23
Love his hubby a lot tease him to the core with a smiley face
I will update this story regularly
Be ready for the preggy rollercoaster
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Thunder rolled through the dark city, neon lights slicing through the rain like secrets that refused to hide. Inside a high-rise penthouse that overlooked Seoul, chaos waited behind silence.
TaeTae
"Where's my phone?! Jungkook, I swear I kept it right here!" Taehyung's voice echoed through the hall, his pout visible even before he entered the living room.
He stomped in wearing one of Jungkook's oversized shirts, hair messy, eyes sharp, and a soft round belly peeking under the fabric.
Jungkook - the infamous Mafia King, leader of the Bangtan Empire - sat calmly on the couch, black shirt half unbuttoned, a gun disassembled on the glass table in front of him. He didn't look up.
Jungkook
"You threw it at me last night, baby," he murmured, voice smooth and dangerous.
"Said I was ignoring you."
TaeTae
Taehyung froze, blinking. "...Oh."
Jungkook
A sly smirk curved Jungkook's lips as he leaned back. "Pregnant or not, you've got quite the temper."
TaeTae
Taehyung gasped dramatically. "Excuse me?! You're the one who came home at three in the morning! Do you know how hard it is to sleep when my husband's out there playing gang wars?!"
Jungkook chuckled, standing up slowly, towering over him. His tattooed hand cupped Taehyung's cheek gently,
Jungkook
Voice dropping low. "I'm not playing, sweetheart. I'm fighting for us. For you and our baby."
TaeTae
The words silenced Taehyung for a moment until his pout returned. "You still could've texted."
Jungkook
Jungkook leaned closer, whispering against his ear, "I'll make it up to you tonight."
TaeTae
Taehyung's heart skipped. "You better," he mumbled trying to sound tough, failing miserably as Jungkook's lips brushed his temple.
And outside, the storm raged - just like the one about to start inside the mafia boss's heart.
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The morning sunlight spilled through the sheer curtains, soft and golden, brushing over the marble floors and the very annoyed husband sitting on the couch.
Taehyung was glaring at a glass of milk.
TaeTae
"I said chocolate, not plain! How many times do I have to repeat that?!" he huffed, crossing his arms over his baby bump.
Across from him, Jungkook looked way too calm for a man being scolded by his pregnant husband. He was dressed in a black silk shirt, sleeves rolled up, a gun holster hanging casually on his shoulder - yet all his focus was on Taehyung.
Jungkook
"Baby, chocolate's not good for you right now," Jungkook said softly, voice dripping with that patient danger only he could manage.
TaeTae
Taehyung squinted. "Then why are you drinking coffee? Double espresso, mafia style?"
Jungkook
Jungkook hid a smile behind the rim of his cup. "Because I don't throw tantrums when I don't get what I want."
TaeTae
Taehyung gasped dramatically, clutching his chest. "Did you just call me dramatic? You-you tattooed trouble magnet!"
Jungkook
Jungkook laughed quietly, setting his cup down. "You're lucky you're cute."
TaeTae
"I'm not cute!" Taehyung snapped, standing up - which was an effort with his bump "I'm terrifying!"
Jungkook
"Yes," Jungkook said seriously, stepping closer, eyes gleaming. "Terrifyingly adorable."
Taehyung froze as Jungkook leaned in, one hand sliding to the small of his back, the other resting protectively on his belly.
TaeTae
"Stop using your mafia charms on me," Taehyung whispered, cheeks turning pink.
Jungkook
Jungkook's lips brushed his ear. "Then stop looking at me like that."
Their moment was interrupted by a loud knock on the door.
But as he turned to leave, Taehyung tugged on his sleeve.
Jungkook
Jungkook sighed, straightening up. "Stay here," he ordered, voice switching to that cold, dangerous tone that made even his men tremble.
TaeTae
"Be nice," he said softly. "Don't scare them. You already have that face."
Jungkook
Jungkook smirked, pressing a quick kiss on Taehyung's forehead. "No promises, baby."
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