A Taste Of Midnight

15

Jungkook sat in his office, a stack of documents spread across his desk as he reviewed the latest updates on the Jeon Empire's newest project with Kim Heritage Corp. His focus was steady, but beneath the surface, an anticipation simmered—a curiosity he hadn't been able to shake ever since he'd heard about Kim Seokjin and the enigma surrounding him.

He was deep in thought when Yoongi, his assistant, walked in with an envelope, its edges embossed in gold. "This just arrived for you, sir," Yoongi announced, holding it out with a raised eyebrow. "Looks like something fancy."

Jungkook took the envelope, his fingers running over the luxurious paper. The seal was stamped with the emblem of Kim Heritage Corp, and beneath it, in delicate calligraphy, were the words: 100th Anniversary Celebration – Kim Heritage Corporation.

"Finally," Jungkook murmured, a flicker of excitement lighting up his face as he broke the seal. This was it—the invitation to the masquerade he'd been hearing whispers about, the event where he might finally come face-to-face with the elusive figure who had occupied his thoughts.

He pulled out a richly designed invitation card, black with silver accents, adorned with an intricate mask motif. The lettering shimmered as he read the details aloud:

"The Kim Heritage Corporation cordially invites Jeon Jungkook to its 100th Anniversary Celebration, a Masquerade Gala to be held at the Heritage Grand Hall. Come dressed in mystery, and let the night reveal what it may."

The note ended with a simple instruction: Dress Code: Masquerade Attire.

Yoongi leaned in, peering over Jungkook's shoulder. "A masquerade, huh? Seems fitting for a company as mysterious as Kim Heritage Corp."

Jungkook nodded, his eyes lingering on the invitation. "Exactly. If what I've heard is true, this event will be my chance to see Kim Seokjin himself. Maybe even to test my theories."

Yoongi's expression turned skeptical. "You still believe in that vampire stuff? You know, not everything strange has a supernatural explanation."

Jungkook smirked, his gaze never leaving the invitation. "Maybe not. But there's something about this man... or whoever he really is. I can't shake the feeling that there's more to him than just wealth and secrecy."

Yoongi crossed his arms, sighing. "So you're actually planning to go?"

"Of course," Jungkook replied, a determined glint in his eyes. "This isn't just any party, Yoongi. It's the perfect opportunity. If there's even a hint of truth to the rumors, I'll be there to see it."

Yoongi shrugged, though Jungkook could see the hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to see you in a mask and a fancy suit for a change. Just don't get too wrapped up in your vampire theories, alright? You've got a reputation to uphold."

Jungkook chuckled, carefully placing the invitation back into its envelope. "Don't worry. I'll play the part of the respectable businessman. But..." His gaze turned thoughtful, his fingers drumming on the desk. "If Seokjin truly is as enigmatic as everyone says, he'll be watching. And maybe, just maybe, he'll take the bait."

Yoongi shook his head, muttering under his breath. "Just try not to get into trouble."

But Jungkook's mind was already elsewhere, envisioning the grand hall, the shadowy figures hidden behind masks, the thrill of mystery thick in the air. And somewhere in that crowd, he knew Seokjin would be watching, concealed yet present, waiting for those who dared to seek him out.

A challenge. An invitation in more ways than one.

As Yoongi left the office, Jungkook leaned back in his chair, the invitation resting in his hand. The upcoming masquerade would be more than just a gala; it would be a game of cat and mouse, and Jungkook was ready to play.