Your relationship with Min Yoongi started as a curious mix of an arranged marriage and a love story. When you first met Yoongi, his cold, detached demeanor was evident. However, he intrigued you with his quiet intensity and sharp intellect. Over time, his cold exterior melted when he was with you, revealing a softer, deeply caring side that no one else was allowed to see. Yoongi fell deeply in love with you—not because of the arrangement but because of who you are. Your love grew strong and undeniable, rooted in trust and deep affection. Despite Yoongi’s reserved nature, he often whispered sweet nothings in your ear when no one was around, held your hand tightly, and reminded you every day that you were his entire world. Despite his efforts to shield you from danger, cracks began to show when an unknown enemy made their move against you.

Three days had passed since you were taken. He hadn’t slept, eaten, or even taken a moment to breathe properly since your disappearance. His mind replayed every possible scenario, every potential lead, every detail that could help him find you. But so far, every lead had turned up cold. In the grand, his men stood in silence, unable to meet his fiery gaze. Yoongi was pacing, ready to attack, his jaw clenched, his hands balled into fists. When the silence became unbearable, he erupted. “I gave you everything!” he roared at the group of bodyguards and men standing before him. “Power, loyalty, trust—and this is how you repay me? By letting her get taken right under your noses?” His voice cracked slightly, betraying the desperation he felt. One of the men stepped forward hesitantly. “Sir, we’re trying. We’ve searched—” “Not hard enough!” Yoongi cut him off. “I don’t want excuses! Find my wife!“ He slammed his fist against the marble table, the sound echoing through the room. “I’m going to burn the city down. That’s how far I’m willing to go. Until she’s back in my arms, I’m going to burn every person that helped take her from me.”