Wanted by the Mafia (Jenkook)

Chapter 17

I stormed into my room and slammed the door behind me, still mad at Jungkook. I was in my closet, looking for something to wear, when there was a knock at the door.

"Come in!", I called out. Lisa stepped in the room and waved. "Hey, Jennie! Is everything okay?", she asked, looking worried. "Yeah, why wouldn't it be?"

"I just heard you slam your door and thought something was up.", she answered. I felt myself blush.

Shit, she's only 17. I can't tell her what happened!

"Uhh, Jungkook told me that I can't go out tonight. But I'm still going anyway.", I said with a shrug. She laughed. "I would join you, but I wanna try a new recipe that I found.", she told me.

"Help me choose what to wear?" She nodded eagerly, sitting down on my bed. "Show me your options.", she told me.

***

Half an hour later, I found something to wear: a long sleeve crop top with a long skirt that is cut between my thighs and black high heels.

I straightened my hair and went with dark eyeshadow and a dark red lipstick for my makeup. "Wow, Jennie. You look amazing!", Lisa commented, clapping her hands together. I bowed and she laughed.

***

Time to sneak out!

I crept out of my room, and sprinted down the hall. I saw that there were people in the elevator, so I decided to use the stairs.

Fuck, I have to walk down four flights of stairs in my heels. RIP feet.

Once I was on the ground floor, I waited for everyone to leave the entrance hall. Then I ran to the door, opening it slowly.

*Creakk!*

"Shut the fuck up you dumb door!", I hissed.

Wow, you're talking to a door. You really need a night out.

I ran outside and went to the garage, looking for a car that wasn't locked. I finally found one and got in. Then I bent over in the drivers seat and hotwired it. The car purred to life and I grinned, feeling proud.

I still got it.

I lifted my head up and was met by a steely glare.

Uh oh...

"What do you think you're doing?", Jungkook demanded. "Oh, you know. Hotwiring a car.", I said casually.

"I told you that you can't go out.", he gritted his teeth. "Since when do I listen to you?", I asked, rolling my eyes.

"you seemed to listen to me earlier.", he smirked, placing his arms inside the open window of the car and leaning on them. I glared at him, still annoyed about that. "Look, I'm going out. Whether you like it or not. I'll come back, if that's what you're worried about."

He laughed. "I'm not worried about that at all.
Because I'm coming with you." He walked to the passengers seat and hopped in. "So where are we going?", he asked me. I gripped the steering wheel so hard that my knuckles went white.

Calm down, don't let him get to you. Just breathe. In, and out. In, and out.

"Rush.", I said eventually. He grinned. "Let's get going then."

***

As soon as we entered, all eyes were on us. I guess that's what happens when you're with the leader of the Mafia. As we made our way to the bar, I got quite a few dirty looks from some of the girls.

Jealous bitches.

After drinking a few rounds, I wanted to dance.
"I'm gonna dance.", I told Jungkook. "No.", he replied. "What do you mean no? I can fucking dance if I want to. I am a strong, independent woman who doesn't need your consent!", I stated as I walked to the dancefloor.

Drunk Jennie is a feminist too. Yay me!

I swayed my hips to the beat and put my hands in the air. I suddenly felt someone grabbing my waist and I turned around. A cute guy with blonde hair smiled at me.

We danced for a while before walking back to the bar. "I'm Chanyeol. And you are?", he asked me.
"Jennie.", I replied. "Well, Jennie, I must say that you are gorgeous." I smiled at him and leaned in. We were just about to kiss when someone interrupted us.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?", Jungkook demanded as he placed his hands in between us and pushed us away from each other.

"Way to ruin the moment, asshole.", I murmured. "Who is this?", Jungkook asked, glaring at Chanyeol. "Ciao, I'm Chanyeol. And who are you?", he asked Jungkook.

"I'm her boyfriend. And if you don't get your hands off her right now, ti ammazzo. (I'll kill you.)", Jungkook told him, placing a hand on his gun. "Go find Mario or something."

Mario...hahahaha I see what he did there.

Chanyeol's eyes went wide and he scurried off. I turned to Jungkook and glared at him. "What the fuck was that about?", I asked, annoyed. "I didn't like him." He shrugged and sat down, ordering a drink.

"Well, you didn't have to like him. He was hitting on me dumbass.", I rolled my eyes. "Oh come on. The Mario thing was funny.", he protested. I tried to keep a straight face, but I ended up snorting. "Okay, I'll give you tha-"

"Jennie? Jennie!" I turned around and was enveloped in a huge hug by someone. My immediate response was to knee them in the stomach and step backwards. "Cazzo, what was that for?", Mino asked.

"Mino! I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you. Are you okay?" I hurried over to him, and led him to the bar stool, making him sit down. "I'm fine.
But what about you? We heard that the m- Who is this?", he asked, gesturing towards Jungkook.

"Jungkook, Mino. Mino, Jungkook.", I introduced the two of them. "Jungkook? As in Jeon Jungkook?", Mino let out a low whistle.
"Yeah. He, uh, helped me out so I'm working for him now.", I told him. "Helped you out?"
Jungkook finally spoke. "I bought you for £1.5
million."

"You did not buy me. You can't buy people.", I told him sternly. "Then why are you working for me?", he asked with a smirk.

"Because...because I chose to work for you. I could've escaped a long time ago.", I said stubbornly. He chuckled. "You got caught trying to go clubbing, Jennie.", he pointed out. I glared at him.

"Your father and I were so worried!", Mino told me, placing his hand on my shoulder. "I'm fine. Tell my father that I'm okay." He nodded and hugged me again. "I miss you."

"I miss you too, Matty." I hugged him back.
"We're leaving.", Jungkook announced, pulling me away from Mino. "Wha- no! I'm not done!", I protested. "I am.", he said.

"Bye Mino!", I yelled as Jungkook dragged me towards the exit by my wrist. Mino frowned and tried to follow us, but ended up losing us in the crowd.