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Chapter 19: Empire of Two

They said idols don’t stay in love.

That arranged marriages don’t turn into fairy tales.

That the Indian bride and the Korean superstar wouldn’t last beyond the headlines.

But now?

You and Yoongi were building an empire.

And the world couldn’t stop watching.

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The Power Couple Era Begins

Charity gala in Paris. UN art panel in Delhi. Music collabs in Tokyo.

You weren’t just the idol’s wife anymore.

You were his partner. His equal.

And the way he looked at you?

Like he’d burn the world down just to relight the stars in your eyes.

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The Threat in the Shadows

Just when things felt steady… a name resurfaced.

Jaeun.

A former idol trainee.

Yoongi’s past—before you. Before the truth.

She sent letters.

Then flowers.

Then photos of you—taken without your knowledge.

One message stood out:

“You took my future. I’ll take yours.”

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The Confrontation: Woman to Woman

You agreed to meet her. Alone.

A rooftop café. Wind sharp as her words.

“He never wrote songs for me,” Jaeun hissed. “But for you? He bled on tracks.”

You sipped your chai calmly.

“Maybe because I never asked him to worship me.”

“I just loved the broken man beneath the idol.”

She lunged.

Security pulled her away.

But you stood unfazed—like a queen unshaken by storms.

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Yoongi’s Breaking Point

He found out. Too late.

He held your trembling hands, guilt painting his face.

“I should’ve protected you better.”

You cupped his face.

“You already did. By choosing me.”

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The Empire Grows

You launched a global foundation:

Art Without Borders — funding underprivileged talents in India, Korea, and beyond.

Your first campaign?

A spoken word video. Your voice, his beat.

Raw. Real. Revolutionary.

It broke streaming records in hours.

Trending hashtag: #YoongiAndY/NUnstoppable

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Ending Scene: A Crown Without a Throne

Backstage after another sold-out BTS concert.

Yoongi pulled you close, sweat still glistening, heart racing.

“They used to scream my name.”

“Now they scream ours.”

He slipped a velvet box into your hand.

Inside?

A gold anklet.

“For the girl who walked into my world barefoot… and made it hers.”

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