L****, France
2:30 p.m

"I think we might have been a bit harsh with our words, YN!" Namjoon muttered to his wife as the three stepped inside the E******* Interpol headquarters.
YN narrowed her eyes at him.
"Why? Do you perhaps feel for your ex-girlfriend, husband?"

Namjoon's eyes widened in shock and Woozi snickered behind him as he stole a couple glances of the jealous woman. YN's brows were twisted and a small evident pout was itched on her face.

Namjoon looked like he's questioning his own existence as his mouth parted slightly open and he looked like a deer caught in the headlight. His breath stuttered as his mouth gaped like fish.

A man in a crisp suit walked to them and interfered before the couple could get into an argument and interrupted their conversation.

"Good Afternoon Mr Kim and Mrs Kim! Mr Connor is ready to see you. This way please!"

The man greeted them and led them to a specific cabin.
The cabin was isolated from other rooms. Even the reception was at quite a distance leaving the area in solitaire.
The man knocked on the fancy Oak door and opened it wide, leading them in.
There sat a man in his 50s, looking at them with a small smile and an antique glass sitting on his nose.
There was another man sharing out of the giant French window, only his back visible to the Kims.

"Mr. Connor, good to see you. I'm Jihoon Min. And this is my brother and sister-in-law, Namjoon Kim and YN Kim! Dad sent you his regards for making time for us on such short notice!"

The man grinned widely and introduced himself.
"Steve James Connor, Head Secretariat. And that's my current partner, Bradley Lake from New York. He's here on a corporate mission."

The moment YN heard the name, the man near the window turned around to show himself. But before anyone could notice or react, YN picked up the heavy paperweight from the table and threw it right at the man's direction.

Bradley barely ducked as the rough edge of the paperweight grazed his cheek and made a loud banging noise, colliding to the glass window.

Everyone's eyes went wide like saucers and their breaths got stuck with their throats. Steve looked horrified by her sudden gesture of aggression but Namjoon and Bradley looked worried.
Jihoon for the first time felt the aggression of the woman in front of him.
But right now was not the good time to address his fears and turmoil.

"Baby, do you know him?" Namjoon threaded carefully, unaware of the pleasantries slipping past his lips. YN mumbled something inaudibly and started to shiver slowly. Her body trembled and pupils dilated and breathing haggard.

Bradley sprang forward to help but Jihoon blocked him off, wary of his presence and YN's sudden withdrawal.

Namjoon lied her down on the couch and messily rummaged through YN's purse and fished out a set of syringe and injections.
He prepared it with trembling hands but the panic coursing through his head didn't let him stick the needle into his wife's skin.

"Let me do it, Mr Kim." Bradley hesitantly spoke and Namjoon snapped his head in his direction so hard that one could swear they heard a crack.
He only glared at the man without losing his grip on the syringe.

Jihoon softly rubbed his arm and squeezed it in assurance, making him loosen his grip.
He handed it over to the man and warned him.
"Hurt my family and I will burn alive yours in front of you!"

It took YN around half an hour to gain her colors. Namjoon instantly jumped on her pulling her into a bone crushing hug. Jihoon for the first time, smiled genuinely, a small wave of comfort and satisfaction bloomed in his heart.
Namjoon kept rocking YN in his arms and peppering her with butterfly kisses on her face, making her chuckle at the cushiony soft feeling of her husband's lips.

Steve cleared his throat awkwardly making the couple realize his presence in the room.
But YN again tensed up at the sight of Bradley. But this time, she was a little bit calmer than earlier. Reason! Her husband held her in his firm yet tender embrace.

"Why is that man here, James?" YN asked, her eyes still pinned on the other man whose head she tried to crack the moment her gaze fell on.
Bradley looked at the ground ashamed. He had no word to defend himself or justify his deeds and decisions.

Steve looked confused yet worried.
"Mr. Lake is an A****** Interpol agent........" "I know who that son of a mutt is! Why is he here, I ask?" YN cut off his words harshly and everyone flinched at her poisonous tone.

"He uh......... volunteered to assist me on this case!" Steve threaded carefully after a brief pause.

"Ahh.........." YN chuckled in sarcasm. "Bitch wants to redeem for his crimes! What to do? I clearly intend to kill you. Or maybe Aanya Prince!"

"YN Sampson!" The man roared angrily only to have a strong fist colliding to his jaw, effectively earning a small crack and a bleeding lip split and cheek.
Jihoon looked at him with a murderous gaze and growled.
"Do not dare to raise your voice in the presence of Mins. And Definitely not the first daughter in-law of House Min!" The shorter male spoke with a raised brow and sickening smile.

"M-ma'am..... please...." Bradley begged with tears in his eyes. "N-not m-my girl!"

"Aanya will die, Lake! And you too." YN spoke, looking at the man in his eyes. She then twisted her head in Steve's direction and said "Get him off the case at all cost. It's about life and death for everyone directly involved.
And I don't wish you to be suffering in the crossfire, Mr Connor."

Steve looked worried but couldn't find in himself to oppose her words. He knew the basic details of the case and well knew that it's nothing up close to the complete story.
He was a man of principle and would never put someone else's life just for a moment of weakness.
He also has his shares of dirt on his sleeves but it's far from hurting any innocent life.

So Steve agreed.

And Bradley's soul left his body. He couldn't let his only family die.
"N-no! No no no no no!" He started rambling in panic and before anyone could say or do anything, another bang echoed in the room

A gunshot. Loud and clear.

Bradley fell on the floor with a loud noise,red spreading around his body and drenching him wet. A small puddle formed around the gasping man. The bullet straight hit his left lung, barely grazing his heart and the man coughed up blood, trembling and struggling to breathe properly.

Everyone turned around and found Runan Sampson standing at the door, his hand stretched out in the air and a gun in his clutch. His face looked red and tired. He's panting quite hard.
"F-father!"

Runan looked at her with so many emotions itched on his whole presence. But guilt and admiration topped it all.
"Schatz!" He spoke in a low raspy voice.

"Papa is sorry!" He breathed out the words and his legs gave away. Before he could hit the hard floor, Min Hyun, Woozi's father appeared by his side and held him.

Woozi looked at the pale face of Connor and a cocky smirk stretched out on his lips. He patted the man's cheeks and said "Like I earlier warned, never mess with the Min Coven." He talked in a firm but hushed voice.
"No one in the lands, South and West will come to your rescue!"
Steve nodded sweating profusely making him giggle amusingly.

The shorter male looked at his family members and then turned to his father.
"Let's head home, dad!"
Mr Min's eyes went wide hearing his younger son call him dad. He wanted to jump around and scream out in happiness but he knew better than to act impulsively.
"Yeah, let's go home Papa!" YN also whispered softly.

Everyone looked at Steve with a knowing gaze and exchanged a few firm nod.
As soon as the mafia family left his office, a couple of guards rushed in with a bodybag and a few cleaning tools.
Within five minutes, the office was cleaned up thoroughly, aired out and CCTV was wiped out leaving no stone trace of the bloody deed.

It's almost nine at the night time when they reach back to the Mins estate.
Before everyone retired to their respective accommodations, Mr Min asked them to freshen up and come back in an hour.

"Noona!..........." A loud noise rang as Taehyung slammed the door to his sister's room open with a loud bang, with other younger maknaes following his steps.
But none of them were prepared for what was waiting for them inside. The sight left the boys frozen in their spots.

Because........
There lied Namjoon holding YN in his arms.

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Earlier After Arrival

The moment the married couple entered the cabin, YN pushed her husband to the wall and joined their lips aggressively, biting on them a little harder than intended, pressing herself into his ripped, chiseled body.
The rushed aggression stirred the pent up heat in his mind and body. He clumsily removed his tee while YN continuously kept on devouring each and every cavern of his mouth, sucking on his tongue like some juicy candy. The woman literally whined annoyed when Namjoon tried to pull away to spice up their intimacy.
Namjoon planted a deep smooch on her lips and messed up her blouse, ripping it in the process. He unhooked her skirt, pushing it down her ass, dropping it on the floor.
Yn again grabbed the man, wrapping right arm around his neck and the other hand harshly caressing his cheeks as she began nibbling on his adam's apple, marking his golden skin with no intent of stopping anytime soon.
Namjoon hurriedly fumbled on his belt, abruptly letting his pants drop off his thighs and pool around his ankles.
He then grabbed YN by her waist pulling her closer, caressing her sides and back, his head slightly thrown backward with soft lewd grunts escaping his lips.
The woman in his arms moved downwards, licking and biting on his broad chest and he sucked in a deep breath when she nipped on his chocolate brown buds and grabbed her by her hair with a sexy moan.

"Y-yn........ aahhhh! Ag-again!....." He stuttered in pleasure and closed his eyes, letting his wife do him further.
YN hummed at his pleased response and started playing with his other nipple, tweaking, pinching and kissing it teasingly.

Namjoon couldn't take anymore so he grabbed her ass, lifting her in his arms and carried her to the bed. He start with her in his lap, his palms softly grabbing her bosoms and squeezed them firmly and lied down on his back letting her continue with the pleasurable torture.
"Umm..... aahhh!" She moaned with a small gasp and he grinned with satisfaction.

YN sat straight on hard-on, rubbing her clothed middle against the long thick outline of his massive manhood and again dived forward to kiss him.
Nam's hand roamed sensually from her thighs to ass and rose to her back, fumbling with her bra straps and pushing them down breast. YN's back arched like a bow and she let out a sharp gasp when he pulled out from the kiss and buried his face in between her bosoms with a satisfying grunt and bucked up his pelvis.

She let him take his sweet time, enjoying the soft and pleasurable caresses as she hummed, carding her fingers through his hair with slight tugs. Enjoying every moment of here husband smooching, lapping, groping and nibbling on her perky sensitive buds.

YN slipped her left hand in between Namjoon's thighs and cupped his balls and felt the minor wetness on her fingers. She sneaked her fingers in through the side of his boxer and started fumbling with them earning an instant reaction from her man.

"......ungh...... hahh..!" The man under her let out a litany of moans and planted a bite on her breast in surprise.

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Namjoon's body immediately reacted at the sudden intrusion of his brothers and he hurriedly wrapped both his arms around his wife and rolled over, flipping their position and hiding YN from the kids' eyes.

"Noona!............."

Taehyung shrieked in shock and froze on his spot but the others were no better. The three hyungs rushed into the cabin and their eyes bulged out of their sockets.

Namjoon's mind instantly reacted to the bunch of stares in their direction and the man let out a sharp yet loud growl as same as some ferocious wild, covering himself along with his wife with the duvet.

"Get Out Of Here!"

Anger and frustration evident in his voice.

The boys came back to their senses and hurriedly rushed out of the room without a single noise except for Taehyung who almost lunged in his direction if not for Seokjin's and Hoseok's tight grip on his arms.
But that didn't stop the younger from cursing explicitly loud.
"How dare you touch my sister? You ........ I am going to break your neck! Let go of me now!........ Yah! You pervert, giant oaf..... Namjoonie hyun..... Stay away from my sister!"
He thrashed in their hold as the two forcefully dragged him out of the room, closing the door on their way back.

A deep and long sigh escaped his lips before he felt the wet muscle travel down his nape from his earlobe making him shudder in lust and pleasure.
A lustful grunt rumbled through his chest and he buried his face into his wife's breast, devouring her like his last meal.
"Fuck!....M-more.......... H-hah!... Uhmn......." YN moaned as the man above her continued fondling with her breast and didn't notice when the man slid down his own underwear and sneaked the hard muscle inside her panty. She gasped loudly as Namjoon pressed his length between the fluttering wet lips of her pussy, grinding softly yet with desperate need.

YN's eyes shut close and a pained frown appeared on her face. Namjoon's one hand cradled her head and the other cupped her left cheek, playing with her bottom lip, squeezing it a couple times and calling her in his soft, deep and affectionate voice.

"YN! It's me, Joon. Your Joon!" He coaxed her softly.
"Open your eyes and see! You're safe. You're home. With me!"

The woman under her let a couple drops of tears slip past her eyes and open them with a small tremble on her lips.
Namjoon's breath hitched. How come he got this lucky? This woman under her, so pliant and vulnerable and withering is all his. Body, mind and soul.

"I love you. I'm so freaking in love with you that I wouldn't mind burning the world if that's what you ask me to do." He spoke with determination in his voice.
"So don't be afraid and hold back. Keep your eyes open. On me only. Love me like you've always wanted. Let me love you. Let's be nuts together!"

Namjoon's gaze on her held a promise of love and desire to give and receive everything in his capability. He leaned over, grinding his hips upon hers and joined their lips in a wet, messy, dripping kiss.
YN could only moan loud and clear, tremble and wither in lust and pleasure her husband decided to shower her with.

A few more minutes and white clouds their visions as the waves of orgasam washed over their bodies and minds.
Namjoon peppered his wife with butterfly kisses as he slowly slid down beside her, pulling her into his chest and kissing her softly.
A soft mumbling series I Love Yous' following right after.