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Isabella's POV:

A private jet— they possessed a private jet. God, it was drool-worthy, but I maintained my emotionless facade as I boarded the aircraft.

After eight hours:

Something seemed to be shaking me.
I opened my eyes and sat up straight, suddenly remembering that I had fallen asleep, and my elder brother—what was his name again? Ah, yes, Jin—was waking me up. "We have reached," he said in a calm tone.

I nodded and stepped out. Hoseok had already taken my bag out.

"Wow! You have a Chrysler 300."

"You like it?" Hoseok smirked.

"Of course," I replied, providing them with comprehensive information about the car—its speed, engine, and various intricacies unknown to the average engineer. I glanced at my brothers, who had their mouths hanging open.

"I guess we have another Jungkook here," Jin said with a sigh.

"True," muttered Yoongi.

Who was Jungkook? Hoseok and Namjoon were still looking at me with their mouths agape. I flicked my finger in front of them, and they snapped out of their trance.

"How?" Hoseok asked.

"Let's just say I am a crazy car lover," I said, smirking.

"Okay, kids, get inside the car," Jin instructed, and we all proceeded into the vehicle.

As we settled inside, I chose a seat far away from them. My second brother—whose face resembled a cat, what was his name again? Oh, yes, Yoongi—was already sleeping. Despite spending only a few hours with them, I could tell he truly matched my vibe: savage, unfazed by his surroundings, and, most importantly, a lover of sleep. Yes, he is definitely my kind.

An awkward silence lingered among us, and it seemed my eldest brother, Jin, was not a fan of it. He decided to break it...

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