I open my eyes to the sound of my door being open.
"If your hungry come on." one of the bodyguards said.
My stomach was growling even at the sound of someone saying hungry.
Maybe I should go.
I hesitantly walked out the door and the guards closed it behind me.
They didn't grab me this time but I could definitely feel that they had there guns out just in case. We walked through the big ass hallway I can tell this hole place or whatever was expensive. There was bodyguards everywhere it felt like prison but not really at the same time.
I got to the end of the hallway there was a big fancy door. I can definitely hear people talking behind the door. One of the guards behind me opened the door as the other pushed me in a little.
It was huge there was a huge table with hella food and everything was so clean.
Damn okay.
I looked around shocked at how the hell are these mother fucker living like this. As I looked around seven guys walked in from a door.
The first one was Namjoon. I saw a guy that was extremely handsome and had very built shoulders. Another walked out he was a little short but scary as hell. Another one had yellowish hair he had a amazing smile. Another one he had amazing plumped lips and was a little short like the other one. Another came out he was definitely a beautiful man with a sharp kinda face. Then there was Jeon Jungkook.
I couldn't see his face because he was still wearing his hoodie but I could see his tattoos on his arm. They all had matching tattoos it was definitely there mafia group thingy.
"Jungkook this is why we can't let you do Jobs without all of us to support you." Namjoon says well sitting down.
"I'm sorry hyung the damn company didn't want to listen so I killed the-".
"Aye it's y/n." Jungkook got cut off by one of the group members.
I stood there watching them as all of them looked at my awkward figure.
"Yeah we got y/n last night." Namjoon says well sitting down and picking up chopsticks.
"Why she just standing there were not that scary right?" one of them members says well laughing.
"Shut up Hoseok." another member said well sitting down at the long ass table.
"Welcome y/n." another member said well greating me with a smile.
it was comforting to be honest but I hesitantly walked to the farthest seat as they sat together.
"Damn she don't like us I guess." Jhope said well raising his eyebrows to see me sit so far.
"She will not remember anything from her past so she will not remember us." Namjoon says well picking up wine from the table.
I look up at Namjoon shocked how did they know I got brain surgery?
"How do you know that?" I said. How the hell do they know so much about me? How did they get all this information do the know something I don't know.
"Like I said before y/n you will find it out." he said well pointing at me.
We all sat in silence well having small glances at each other now and then. I can tell they are a family type of group there really comfortable with each other. I just don't get it I can tell they probably know me well. I wish I could remember all of my old memories My doctor said I will get my memories one by one but all I got was a memory of me leaving foster care. It sucks to be honest that I barely knew my mother, But maybe if they know me well they maybe will know.
"I have a question what do you guys mean I was chosen?" I said to clear up the awkwardness.
"I knew she will ask this question." Namjoon says well pouring wine in his glass.
"y/n I know you very confused right now about why your chosen but we can't tell you now." a member said well giving me a smile.
"Jin we supposed to be scary not nice you dickhead." a member said well placing his feet on the table.
"Yoongi I will beat the shit out of you if you call me that again." Jin says well getting up and out of his chair.
"Jin sit the fuck down and Yoongi get your feet away from my food." Namjoon says calmly we'll snatching his plate away.
"I'm older than all of you I deserve some respect on my name." Jin says well scuffing.
"Damn." I whispered well covering my laugh with my hands.
They all give me a glare. I cough well turning to put some steak in my mouth.
"Jimin and Taehyung go finish Jungkook's job because he didn't do it right just blow up the place I don't give a shit we got to clear Jungkook's name." Namjoon says well glaring at Jungkook.
"Alright hyung." Taehyung and Jimin says well walking to the door to leave.
"Damn come on I got y/n though so give me some points here." Jungkook says well folding his arms.
"Just shut up Jungkook please." Namjoon says well drinking from his glass Jungkook scuffs well laying back in his chair.
these guys are something they definitely act different then I thought they would. I thought they would be a scary type, I mean they are but low-key they are funny.
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The Chosen One
FanfictionA black women who explored the mind of the past and was welcomed to the sad and scaring truth of her family through 7 members of the mafia. Chosen to the point of confusion. Is it love or hate? What's the key? Will she find it before it's to late? ⚠...