RE Beginning: FAITH ~V~

Chapter 44

Luna takes a deep breath in, feeling a little unsettled. She is in the back of a limousine with Namjoon, Taehyung, and Yoongi, heading to the soiree being held at a mansion Namjoon owns.

The more she learns about the wealth Namjoon inherited, the more she feels resentful of living in her little studio apartment. She didn't even know her father had this much money.

This party is being held so Namjoon can introduce Luna as the leader of The Reapers in Korea, just like Friday night. This time, however, is for the richer supporters and members of The Reapers. The politicians, the police officers, the judges, the millionaires, the musicians, the entertainment CEOs, and many more.

But, apparently, Namjoon has very little control in Seoul.

It doesn't fucking look like it.

300 people have been invited to this event, and all of them are showing up. This is every member in the entirety of Korea, not just Seoul. To the public, it has been classified as an invite-only charity event to raise money for an unknown organisation.

She is wearing a shiny silver dress made out of some strange material that feels heavenly on her skin. It hangs from her waist, hugging her in all the right places. 

Namjoon even paid for her to get her makeup and hair done for the event, something she has not had time to do for a very long time. The jewellery alone costs more than her entire apartment is worth, glittering thin chains of silver around her wrists, fingers, and neck, making her look like a princess. 

She has never seen so much wealth in her life, never mind wearing it. She even has some nice heels to match her dress, which are surprisingly comfortable.

To help calm her nerves, she looks around the interior of the expensive car, eyeing her companions. 

Namjoon looks handsome, his hair combed back to reveal his forehead. He is wearing a simple 3-piece suit with a black button-up, the vest accentuating his muscular physique. One of his lapels is white, stark in contrast to his simple attire. He looks like a rich boy.

Yoongi is wearing a suit jacket and dress pants, a plain white button-up underneath. His formal shoes look shiny, his pants leg hitching up as he crosses his leg, casually sitting beside Namjoon. His black jacket has a belt, making him look like a model or a singer. His pitch-black hair is also combed back, his usual messy hair tamely curling at the base of his neck. Luna didn't know he knew how to dress up.

But Taehyung? She could eat him up right now. And with the way he is looking at her, the feeling is mutual. He is wearing a black 3-piece suit, his jacket left unbuttoned to reveal his accentuated waist, a white button-up underneath. Half of his hair is tied back into a bun, the rest of his hair cascading around his neck. He has rings along his fingers, exaggerating his veiny hands. He looks like a prince.

He is watching her, his eyes slowly gliding over her dress and up again. When they make eye contact, Luna looks away. She is too nervous to be flustered right now. He slides his hand onto her lap but decides to take her hand instead after a deathly glare from Namjoon.

"So, anything I need to remember tonight?" Luna asks, breaking the staring contest between Namjoon and Taehyung.

"Just that some of these people are really rich," Namjoon emphasises, "There will be a lot of flashing money and showing off wealth, as they do. But there isn't much to worry about. These people are here because they align themselves with my philosophy. They are good people,"