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Minho has never been turned down before in his life. Briefly surprised, he watched as Jisung turned to go. The young man's boldness thrilled him, and he was driven to follow in order to find out what was so remarkable about this stranger. Jisung, however, disappeared into crowd of people as he attempted to make his way around the packed celebration. Minho quit up looking for Jisung, thinking that perhaps Jisung had returned to Seungmin.

The night took on a new hue in Jisung's perspective. He was well aware of Minho's reputation and the stories surrounding his fuckboy like behavior. Hyunjin had reassured Seungmin—who informed Jisung of this—that Minho wasn't quite as horrible as the rumors had portrayed. Still, Jisung couldn't quite believe it. Everyone was naturally drawn to Minho because, well, he looked like a greek god straight out of the books.

Jisung just disliked being touched without warning, especially not by someone with such a bad reputation. After his brief chat with Beomgyu, he kept exploring the property in search of a more peaceful location away from the bustle of the party, tired of the noises and tons people. It wasn't long until he came to a door and opened it to find a library within. With its enormous couch and armchair, it was a comfortable haven ideal for retreating from the crowd.

He decided to sit down on the couch and keep drinking his vodka sunrise. The quiet atmosphere of the room contrasted sharply with the noise of the celebration, and Jisung experienced a wave of peace. He was unaware of the time when the door abruptly opened, exposing Minho.

"How did you find me?" With a tone of surprise in his voice, Jisung asked.

Minho grinned and said, "Seungmin was trying to find you, so I promised to help while he stayed with his boyfriend." Seungmin had informed Minho about Jisung after searching for him earlier. Acknowledging from the description that the boy was the breathtaking boy from the kitchen, Minho offered to go seek for him with great enthusiasm. Entering, Minho sat down next to Jisung, a little too near for comfort. Minho's carefully selected cologne wafted into the room, its aroma intoxicating and dangerously alluring.

"You smell delicious," Minho murmured, leaning in slightly.

"I sincerely hope so." Trying not to lose his cool, Jisung said, "This perfume was expensive."

Minho never looked away. "Oh, you may purchase much more expensive items. I'm right here" he said, his voice growing hoarse as he moved close to Jisung and took a deep breath, inhaling Jisungs scent even more

Jisung sneered, his determination growing. He scoffed, "I just want some fucking peace," he said in a low voice, hoping that Minho wouldn't hear him, yet he did. With a mixed look of astonishment and pleasure in his eyes, Jisung got up and left Minho behind. With a gentle click, the library door closed, and Jisung experienced an odd kind of satisfaction knowing that he had left Minho in the same state of chaos that he had first brought up initially.

As Jisung made his way through the dimly lighted halls in search of escape from Minho's suffocating presence, his heart raced. The magnificence of the property seemed to enclose him, and he began to desire the peace and quiet of his own place, away from the night's troubles.

Minho, meantime, was sitting in the library with a pensive look on his face. He was more captivated by Jisung's resistance than he wanted to acknowledge. Nobody had pushed back against him with such tenacity in a very long time. Minho was convinced that this was not the last time he would meet the mysterious young guy who had the audacity to turn him down.

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Minho was unable to stop thinking about Jisung. His mind kept returning to the young man's rebellious gaze and how he had so easily brushed off Minho's attempts. It was a strange sensation that bit into him and made him take action.

The following day, Minho went in search of Hyunjin, managing to catch him in a brief period of rest. Trying to seem casual, Minho said, "Hyunjin, I need some information about someone I met at your party."

Hyunjin arched an eyebrow, his interest piqued. "Oh? did someone finally caught your interest ?" "Jisung," Minho said, observing Hyunjin's behavior for any sign of recognition.

A knowing smile spread across Hyunjin's face. "Ah, Jisung. He's Seungmin's best friend. They're practically inseparable. . such a cute little boy."

Minho filed the information away with a nod. "Many thanks, Hyunjin. All I needed to know was that. Minho spoke, getting up quickly and leaving the room without saying goodbye.

"serious as always.." Hyunjin muttered.

However, it was not enough information. Minho need much more. He dialed a trustworthy a hacker of his, a man who could find the most difficult information. "Every and any information you can discover about Han Jisung is needed." Minho gave the order, "Discreetly," his demands obvious in his voice.

Days went by, and Minho continued to work on his mafia business, his mind divided between the intricate operations and thoughts of Jisung. While organizing a mission one evening, a thought struck. He needed a plan to claim Jisung as his own. To let anyone know who Jisung belongs to.

Minho revealed his plans to his right hand man as he stood right infront of Minhos' desk. "I need to make sure Jisung understands that he is mine," he said, his voice firm and determined.

His left hand, Bangchan, bent forward reflectively. "What about a necklace? Something that bears your signature.

Minho became intrigued. "Continue."

"We could engrave it with your emblem—the cute kitty head. With a faint smirk forming on his lips, Bangchan said, "And we add a lock, one that can only be locked and unlocked with your fingerprint."

A gradual smile stretched across Minho's face as he thought about the idea. "I like it. Make it happen."

The necklace was instantly put together. Expert craftspeople painstakingly crafted a piece that was both delicate and complex. The lock was designed to react only to Minho's fingerprint, and the cat head emblem was expertly carved. Everyone knew and feared the cute kitty head,

When the necklace was finished, Minho examined it, feeling the cool metal on his skin as he held it in his palm. He was pleased with the outcome and tucked it into his pocket, ready for the next occasion when he may run across Jisung.

When the necklace was ready, Minho held it in his palm and felt the cool metal against his skin. Satisfied with the result, he put it in his pocket so he would be prepared for the next time he would see Jisung.

The necklace was more than just a piece of jewelry; it was a symbol of possession, protection, and promise. Minho was thrilled as he imagined the moment when he would lock it around Jisung's neck and finally call him his.

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