The Invincibles-KTH FF (BOOK II)

-THIRTY-

"Y/N, are you ..."

"Shut up, Joon and stay in the car," I told him, putting the gun behind my back before grabbing my cane and opening the door.

The moment I stepped out, the guard stood straighter and smiled at me. After all, what could go wrong with a little woman using a cane?

"You on the wrong street, lady," he said. "This place ain't for your kind."

I fought the urge to roll my eyes, but managed to smile kindly instead. "I'm here to see Chul."

His eyes widened before they narrowed. "You ain't here to see Chul, cuz Chul ain't seeing nobody today."

"Oh?" Idiot. "Not even Mrs. Kim?"

"You're Mrs. Kim? Wife of Kim Taehyung?" he stammered. I would have enjoyed it if he hadn't said "wife" as if I was some sort of accessory.

He didn't even give me a chance to reply before opening the door.

"Y/N—"

"Sit, Namjoon. The grown-ups are working," I said before walking—limping—in. My leg burned, but there was a bully in my playground and I hated bullies. I knew what type of club I was walking into, and it wasn't the first time I had entered one. However, the smell of sex, sweat, and other miscellaneous fragrances, made me want to hurl. The place was so dim I was surprised the people could see the very ropes they were using to tie each other up; or that they could even concentrate over the music. But I preferred it loud. Maybe for the same reason they did. The louder it was, the harder it was to hear someone scream.

"You looking for a good time, bunny?" A man grinned at me, eyeing me from head to toe. His cock looked as though it wanted to rip out of his leather pants and attack me.

"Bunny?" I asked without emotion.

He grinned, stepping closer to me. "You know, cute, sweet," he looked at my cane, "injured. You came here to explore your inner lioness, didn't you? Don't worry..."

I simply walked around him, but he grabbed my arm. Before I could smack the shit out of him, Namjoon beat me to it.

"Touch her again, and I'll kill you," he hissed, and for the first time, I could actually see how he and Taehyung were related. His brown eyes glared into him.

"My bad, man..."

Ignoring them both, I continued on my way, not bothering to make any eye contact with any of the other horny men...and women, who may have been looking for a new partner. However, I doubted most of them were paying any attention to me.

"Mrs. Kim for Chul," I told the man in front of the door that stood at the back of the club; he didn't even hesitate. He simply opened the door.

The room, covered in nothing but cheap fur rugs and lava lamps, looked as if I had stepped back in time and into an Austin Powers-esque porno. And there sat Chul, getting the blowjob of his life, from some very tiny redhead. He was so carried away with himself that he didn't even seem to notice me or the five men "guarding" him for that matter. They stood against the wall of bear fur, looking at the man in disgust.