our princess ( Under Editing )

9

Bella's POV:

Jungkook showed me to my room, and to be honest, it was pretty cool—black and red, my type. "Someone will take you to dinner," Jungkook said. "Okay," I replied. As soon as he left, I closed the door and searched for my phone, deciding to call someone.

Me:
"Hello, Dad."

Dad:
"Hello, my dear daughter. How are you? Did you land safely?"

Me:
"I'm fine, Dad, and yes, I landed safely."

Dad:
"How are they treating you?"

Me:
"Nice, but not like you guys. By the way, where am I meeting them?"

Dad:
"Bella, they are your real family, and you will meet them at Times Square Mall tomorrow."

Me:
"Okay, bye, Dad. Got to do some unpacking."

Dad:
"Bye, dear. Love you."

Me:
"Bye, Dad. Love you too."

I hung up the phone, grateful for my family, the ones who helped me overcome that hell and made me who I am today. I don't know what would have happened to me without them.

Suddenly, I heard a knock on the door and saw Taehyung peeking through the small gap. "Dinner is ready," he said. "Okay, give me two minutes," I replied and changed my outfit.

We reached the dining room, and everybody was waiting for us. I sat between Taehyung and Jimin, with Jungkook in front of me. "Bella, since you don't have any clothes, the maknae line will take you to the mall tomorrow," Jin said as I sat on the chair. "Um, can we go to Times Square Mall, please?" I asked, needing to meet someone. "Of course," Jin replied. "Um, Bella," Namjoon said. "Yes," I said. "How do you know that mall? I mean, you lived in Italy, right?" Shit! I am dead. "Well, I saw it on the internet and always wished to go there," I came up with a pretty good lie.

After dinner, I went to sleep.

Jin's POV:

After Bella left, we started our talk. "Yoongi, get some information about our princess," I told Yoongi. "Okay, hyung."