Fateful Desire || Bang Chan

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The sound of the bass thudded loudly, though slightly muffled by the walls of the bathroom, which was full of the sounds of drunk girls. Ignoring them, I washed my hands and checked my make-up in the mirror; despite the warm humidity of the club, it was still intact. As was the black wig on my head; I had to be careful I was not recognised now or any other time.

Sighing, I made my way through stumbling girls and out into the dimmed corridor. As I made my way back to the main area, I hoped that my target had arrived since it had already been an hour, an hour of dancing and pretending to drink whilst fending off guys who were trying to hook up with me.

My heels clicking on the floor, I entered the main area of the club. It was a large circular room with a bar on one side, private booths opposite the bar, and in between them opposite the doors was a DJ setup. In the middle of all them was a large, circular dance floor filled with sweaty, drunken bodies swaying to the beat.

Immediately, I made my way to the bar, wanting at least one cold alcoholic drink to keep myself cool. I'd already had two glasses of cola, but I could afford myself one weak drink.

"One cider, please," I asked the barman when it was my turn.

"Anything for the pretty lady," he winked, and I giggled, flashing him a grin. Getting into character was way too easy.

After paying for the drink, I sat at the bar for a little while, bottle in hand as I surveyed the room.

So far, no sign of my targets, though admittedly the private booths had some curtains half closed, so it was hard to see, but I wasn't about to go creeping into them. I knew what my targets looked like, at least from pictures; admittedly, I'd never had anything to do with this mafia group before despite hearing of them plenty, especially as they were one of the most powerful groups.

Once again, I sighed. Doing undercover work was fine, but there were some settings I preferred to others. A club was not one of those settings.

Placing my empty bottle down, I stood up from the stool, but before I could move, a body closed in behind me, trapping me between them and the bar.

"Such a big sigh," a male voice came from the person. "A gorgeous woman like you shouldn't be sighing like that."

I turned to retort back at the guy, as I had been doing all night, but paused when I saw his face; he was handsome to say the least, with warm, dark brown eyes, a grin that showed off perfect white teeth, and jet black hair that looked soft to the touch. Handsome... and one of the targets. Chan was his name, and he was the leader of Skz.

Goal 1: locate target, or at least one of them. This was the easiest goal.

Goal 2: seduce them to make them take me home with them. This was the slightly more difficult goal, but it was something I was able to do as I had done a number of times by now.

"I'm just bored of being by myself," I said, putting an alluring tone into my voice as I looked at him with seductive eyes.

"I can change that," he smirked, biting his lip, then looked at the barman behind me. "Two fireball shots, please."

I raised an eyebrow at him as he passed one of the shots to me.

"To not being bored and lonely," he said, holding his shot glass up.

One shot wouldn't hurt, and I had to humour him to get him to take to me.

We clicked the glasses together and downed the shot at the same time. A fiery cinnamon taste coated my mouth and throat, and I relished the feeling... but I had to be careful not to have too much to drink tonight.

"Come on," Chan grinned as we set the glasses down on the bar, taking my hand.

As I thought he might, he led me over to the dance floor, finding a good spot that wasn't too crowded. I knew what I had to do now.

Without any words we began to dance to the music, at first innocently as we flirted with each other with our eyes and bodies, but we quickly got closer and closer until our bodies were up against each other, Chan turning me around so my back was up against his chest, his hands on my hips. Smirking, I grinded against him, feeling his hands squeeze my hips as a low groan emitted from him.

"Careful, sweetheart," he whispered in my ear, making me shiver. "Don't be too teasing unless you're ready for the consequences."

"Maybe I want to find out the consequences," I purred, continuing my movements against him.

Chan growled quietly, which sent another shiver through me, then pulled me by the hand through the dance floor to one of the private booths partially concealed by curtains. This booth had other guys in it, and I instantly recognised them. Ah, they'd been hiding here all along.

"I knew he'd bring back a girl first," the long-haired one snorted as he lounged on the sofas with a drink in his hand.

Chan ignored him and sat on another sofa, instantly pulling me onto his lap, making me straddle him as he looked at me hungrily.

Without much hesitation, he pulled me in until our lips met. This was something I was used to when it came to my work, to the point I considered myself an expert and always did what I had to do to get the info. However, I wasn't always quite immune to it all.

The make-out session quickly got heated, and it was difficult for me to not get carried away by the gorgeous man beneath me, making me feel all kinds of things. My face flushed as I felt a hard bulge through his pants.

"What's the name, sweetheart?" Chan panted as he kissed my neck, making me moan slightly.

"Meg," I whispered out my fake name.

"Meg," he repeated. "My name is Chan." His lips went up to my ear. "Just so you know what name to scream later."

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A/N

Thoughts on first chapter?

I know this chapter wasn't very long, but it is the first one, I hope you stick with me throughout 😊

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