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Chapter 38

Bianca was sitting at the dinner table, and she was pissed, "You'll never guess who I saw today."

Her brother and parents curiously looked at her, "who did you see?" 

She frowned at her brother, who was four years younger than her and annoyed her so much. "You don't know her, but I saw Beatrice."

Both of her parents jerked a bit and looked at her, her Dad looked sad, and her mother looked so pissed. "Are you sure?"

She looked at her mother and frowned, "It was like looking into a mirror, so yes, I'm sure. She was with this hot dude and looked like she came into some money."

"Excuse me? That little deviant is living it up while we barely get by." Her mom slammed her silverware on the table, "this is completely unacceptable. How did she survive? How did she fall into money? That bastard doesn't deserve to live, let alone live well."

Yoongi heard her cry out in pain, and it made him smile. It shouldn't have, but it did. He was the reason it hurt. Yes, she had been busy before him, but he was the final nail in the coffin. Plus, he knew he was larger than the others. 

Joon got them in bed, and it didn't take long before he fell asleep to her soft snores. He had to be careful; he was going to get addicted to this girl. 

Bea woke up the next morning sore, so sore. She looked at Joon, and he was fast asleep. She crawled out of bed; there was no way she could go another round with him that morning. She grabbed his shirt, pulled it on, and quietly made her way to her room. 

When she opened the door, she had to roll her eyes, "Oh no, not today, Daddy. She needs a break."

He snorted, "I'll be good, come on, let's take a bath."

She took his hand and followed him. "You've never been good a day in your life," she said.

He had the water on, adding all kinds of stuff into the tub, "you aren't wrong there. But I'll be good for you, promise." When she was done, Bea brushed her teeth, and her eyes met him in the mirror. He was standing behind her, fully naked, and she groaned.

"You aren't making this easy on me, Daddy."

He lifted Joon's shirt off of her and started kissing down her neck: "I know, baby girl, I know." Then he picked her up, and they got settled into the tub. He was washing her body so gently that he rubbed all of her sore muscles, and by the time he was done, she was putty in his hands. "I'm going to wash your hair now, baby girl. Close your eyes and lean back."

He scratched her scalp and rubbed the shampoo into her hair, saying, "You are way too good with your hands, Jimin."

He pulled her hair hard and pinched her chin to make her look at him. "Try again, baby girl."

"Sorry, Daddy."

He growled and slammed his lips into hers; he started kissing her. His tongue was in her mouth, and he was exploring everywhere. It was making her moan, but he pulled away too quickly for her liking. "That's better. Now, come on, Yoongi has plans for you today. You need to get ready and get something to eat before you go."

Bea didn't want to leave his arms, but she promised Yoongi they could do something today. So she did what Jimin asked. She dried her hair and did her makeup while he stood in the doorframe and watched her. When she hopped down, he told her that he had laid her clothes out. The dress was super cute—it was black with rose gold flowers embroidered all over it. The heels he picked out matched as well.

She didn't wear jewelry other than her necklace since she had nothing that matched. She pouted a bit, "What is it, baby girl?"

"Nothing, it's nothing."

He chuckled and handed her a black velvet box, "Here, baby girl, Yoongi got this for you."

Bea opened it up, and inside was a rose gold necklace just like the silver one he gave her on her birthday, diamond earrings, and a rose gold band with whiskers on it. It made her laugh, "he got me a kitten ring; of course he did."

But she put them on, "Let's go eat, baby girl."

When they got into the kitchen, Yoongi was grinning, and Joon was pouting. Yoongi patted his lap, and she shook her head no, which earned her a glare from him. She walked over to Joon and sat in his lap; it made him perk up. She turned and palmed his face, "I'm sorry I left this morning," then she leaned into his ear, "I was so sore from the big dick."

He growled and kissed her. They heard a slam of metal, and they both turned to look at Yoongi. Joon looked apologetic; she just smirked at him. Bea loved pushing his buttons. "You need to hurry and eat the kitten. We have a lot to do today."

She shrugged, "Sure, whatever you say, Yoongi."

Bea knew that would push him over the edge. He pushed his chair back and advanced on her like a caged tiger. He grabbed her hand and threw her over his shoulder, "Don't wait up for us. We might not be back for a few days."

"Wait, what?"

Yoongi swatted her ass hard, "Be quiet, kitten." She was deposited into his car, and he pulled out of the garage like he was on a mission. He said nothing to her the entire drive; they were downtown. There were tall buildings everywhere. He pulled into the garage, and then he dragged her out of the car. She went to open her mouth, "Not a word, kitten, not a fucking word."

So she closed it, he hit 21 on the elevator, and up they went. They were at a lawyer's office. Why were they at a lawyer's office? She wanted to ask, but he made it abundantly clear that she was not to speak.