"I look down to my hands and feet, which are bound by golden chains that link to the ground, centring me in the middle of the stage. 'Use her as your slave, or simply as a toy...' the same anonymous voice proceeded to speak amongst the small, yet ex...
Whilst working, my mind began to drift into the thought of the men who had bought me. I began to wonder what type of profession they had, and what made them so rich and famous to be able to so easily fork out $15 million dollars.
I knew for certain that Rap Monster was a musician, given his name, but he also seemed to be very closely related to the people who owned the Grand Sapphire Hotel. Meanwhile, Suga was someone that I seemed to already know too much about, so it was clear to me why he was so famous.
However, I didn't know how or why J-Hope, Jimin, Jungkook, and the two other men who I had yet to properly meet, were famous. I thought about how may be possible for me to ask J-Hope what the others did for a living, but the idea of asking such a question made me think that I may be invading information that I'd be better off not knowing.
"Juyeon, Is everything alright?" Haenim's soft voice awoke me from my daydream.
"Haenim! Oh, yes, everything's fine." I smiled, slightly startled by her.
"I didn't see you come back to the dorms last night, but I'm glad you're okay." She smiled whilst responding.
"S-sorry," I stuttered, suddenly remembering the threats that had been made towards me if I were to tell anyone about the illegal auctions taking place within the Grand Sapphire Hotel. "I wasn't feeling too well so I left early, but I'm better now." I said, desperately trying to recover as smoothly as possible.
"I'm glad," she smiled yet again "make sure you're not overworking yourself though."
"Thank you, Haenim." I smiled back to her, "I'll see you later." She nodded in agreement and we went our separate ways, the day slowly dragging by.
A few hours later, I had yet again finished successfully cleaning another room, and began walking out of the room. As soon as I was about to enter the next room that needed to be cleaned, I felt something in my pocket vibrate.
Pulling out a small device, I quickly realised that it was the pager that J-Hope had given me, and that he had told me to rush to the penthouse immediately if it ever were to go off.
I quickly made my way to the elevator, scanned the back of the pager that allowed me to go up to the penthouse, and waited patiently.
The elevator doors opened, and I quickly paced up to the front door of the penthouse, knocking to signal that I was here, and feeling nervous yet again.
The door opened a few moments later, revealing one of the men that I did not know the name of, but certainly recognised his face.
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He had a kind-looking face, that made his evident frown and cold gaze seem completely out of place. Like all the other men, his thin frame was adorned by an expensive and well-tailored suit, making him look extremely professionally, and additionally, extremely intimidating.
"Uh, I got a buzz from the pager, is everything okay?" I asked, feeling suddenly even more nervous as I looked up to the man standing in front of me.
"Yes, but we need your help with something." The man responded, his voice rather deep and unexpected.
"My help?" I questioned, feeling oddly confused.
"Come in." He said, his tone sounding extremely instructing.
I slowly began to enter the penthouse as he moved aside, spotting another man that I recognised, the one who had caught me accidentally looking in one of the rooms I wasn't supposed to.
"I'm V, I don't think I got the chance to properly introduce myself to you." The other man said, his voice significantly deeper than the man who had answered the door, despite my previous thoughts.
"And I'm Jin." The man who had answered the door said from behind me, slightly surprising me.
"N-nice to meet you," I bowed slightly.
An eerie silence hung within the room as I waited for either one of the men to say something.
"Juyeon," Jin spoke, surprising me that he had remembered my name, "do you.. know what kind of people we are?" He asked, anxiety brewing in my stomach as I listened to his words.
"Uh," I stuttered, feeling incredibly nervous yet again, "n-not really."
"We're mobsters." V said, my eyes instantly widening as the words processed through my mind.
"M-Mobsters?!" I unintentionally blurted out "But, Jungkook, he's a cop, does he know?" I asked, my mind racing at the thought of the type of power they held.
Jin scoffed, his facial expression changing for the first time that I had seen. "Ironic, isn't it?" he said.
"Look, we're not bad people," V said, as though somewhat trying to reassure me.
Oh yeah, that seems perfectly logical, considering the first time we met, you had me pinned against a wall and you were threatening me to death.
"We just occasionally.. have to do bad things." He said, his facial expressions remaining stern and serious.
"I see," I said, my voice mumbling slightly, "so, what did you guys need my help with, then?" I asked, bringing up the reason why I had been called to the penthouse.
"Well," Jin started, letting out a sigh as he slowly walked over to me, "We're having a bit of an.. issue,in the mafia." He said, now only a few feet away from me.
