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"Wait, wait!" Haneul gulped at the tiger whose emotions were soaring in front of her. "I don't want any trouble so let's just be friends." 

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An uprising between the Mafia clans of Gwangju resulted in immigrations and separations, with several clans bonding together and several dying out. Two of the major clans remained; Yeom and Jang, along with several other minor clans that decided to lay low. 
While the two major clans also laid low for the longest times, their conflicts brought them back on surface. The Yeom family struggled to stay on their feet and went to look out for a powerful family to form an alliance with. 

Kim Haneul was the victim of alliance, a Pediatrician and the only daughter of the respected Kim family. On the surface, the Kim family was asked for Haneul's hand in marriage by the CEO of Gearhead Game Studios, Yeom Tae. 

Not knowing the real identity and past behind Yeom Tae, Haneul got wed into the Mafia's family. The honest Yeom Tae, however, revealed his true identity to his newly wed wife right away and her reaction put him in a spot he had never imagined for a dazzling and charming man such as himself. 

How will he ever be able to progress in his romantic life after a death sentence such as that? 

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"Wait what?" Tae blinked a few times to slap himself back to reality, "We're what now?" 
"Friends!" Haneul exclaimed joyfully, of course. 

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Join a soft romantic comedy ride of the couple as they progress from just friends to more than just friends, with awkward and subtle conversations to picking up on each others' habits! Read how the obstacles in the new Mafia life and the small expressions in the doctor life affect the relationship between the two.

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Cover artist: @alina._.smthng (Instagram)

My Wife Friendzoned me because I'm a Mafia

Haneul woke up wearily, finding herself wrapped inside Yeom Tae's embrace. He smelled like the asphalt after a heavy rain. Haneul struggled slightly to move inside his tight grip but managed to look up at him, sleeping restlessly. His face said words, many words. Haneul pulled her hand upwards to touch his soft skin.

The tips of her finger grazed right below his chin, managing only that far. It felt like a bubble. A weary bubble. Haneul wondered to herself why she was so poetic early in the morning. It wasn't like herself, but she would be lying if she said she didn't miss him.

She missed him so badly that her eyes still hurt from yearning for him. All night long, she yearned for a glimpse of him.

The doorbell rang out of the blue.

"Oh, someone's at the door." Haneul said, "I'll call you back." She added and ended the call.

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