Crimson Ties: The Mafia Bride [18+]

Twenty six

Damn it what happened last night? Was that a dream? Or was it all real? I don't remember anything from last night. I know we drank wine but I don't remember much after sitting on the couch with her. 

I sat up cupping my face trying to remember what I said to her last night. "We're just puppets to our father..." Shit what if I said something wrong last night. I groaned at the thought of what I could of said or done wrong last night. Maybe a shower could help.

I walked out of my room and walked down the stairs Y/n was laying on the couch with her phone. She looked so beautiful, "You okay?" My thoughts were interrupted, she looked at my direction crossing her legs "Yeah, I'm fine just drank a bit to much last night." She pointed at the kitchen, "I made breakfast. I was waiting for you to get up but you were taking to long. It's probably cold by now." She cooked? "Oh, thank you." I headed to the kitchen, "So... Have you received any word for that clan member you had capture a few nights ago?" I asked her. "No he's not talking... Might have to send him to Namjoon, I'm sure he'll make him talk."

 "I heard your brothers torture method is a lot less rough then yours. You think it will work?" Y/ n shook her head standing from the couch and making her way towards me, "He may go easy, but he knows how to mess with others minds so easily; it's quit amusing to watch." Wow this whole family is messed up... "Thats good..." I took a bite from the food, "Y/n I'm sorry."

She crossed her arms looking at me leaning against the fridge door, "About..?" 

 "I was black out drunk last night and I don't remember much of what we talked about." She chuckled lowering her head, her hair covered her face before she looked up at me, "What do you remember?" I shrugged, "I think I missed somewhere but you rejected me." Y/n scoffed, I can tell she was trying to hold in how she actually felt. "Again I'm so sorry." 

She walked towards me patting my cheek and fixing a strand of loose hair, I swolled harshly as our eye met. "Pauvre garçon, ne se souvient de rien..." (Poor boy, doesn't remember anything...) She sighed placing her hand on my cheek for a few seconds before looking down at her feet, "C'est peut-être une bonne chose." (Maybe that's a good thing.) She spoke in French catching me off guard. Both her hands were now on my chest.

 "Vous n'avez pas fait- ah my bad. Nothing important happened last so don't worry... Also you have a bruise on your face... I'm surprised you didn't whine when I touched it." That's why she was touching my face? "Anyways I have to get going I have a meeting with my brothers in a bit." She pat my chest and then walked away. Did we...? An image of kissing Y/n's belly struck me. Oh no...

After finishing breakfast I tried remembering what we did last night. Something tapped my shoulder causing me to jump slightly. "Hey, were you even listening." I shook my head no, Y/n sighed, "I'm not gonna be home late for a bit. I have an appointment with an rival leader..." She sighed again, "After the appointment, I'm gonna be gonna be out a few days."

 "Where are you going?" I asked her. "France. I've been needing to meet with my clan there and inform them about the agreements of our clan... If you need anything call Namjoon" 

 "When do you think you'll be back? We have a meeting with my father in a month or so." She poured herself a glass of wine I have her a judgemental look  , she swirled the drink in the glass. "I know it's too early for a drink but I need it before I go. So fuck off," She took a sip, " I'll be back in about two weeks so I'll see you then." She finished her drink and left.