The gambling man : Exo mafia fanfiction

Chapter 25: Lost and lonely

Mia's gaze flickered upward to meet Namjoon's hot whiskey eyes, as she silently sat in front of him. The man folded his arms in front of himself, resting them on the surface of his desk. There was a heavy silence in the room, it was suffocating and thick. No one dared to speak, that was until Namjoon sighed deeply and leaned into his desk chair.

"So, why do you think you're here"? The man asked with a raised eyebrow, Mia eyed the blank, emotionless man. Truthfully, she didnt know why she was here herself, his motive was never made clear. The woman shrugged, and looked up at him with the same emotionless face.

"Truly I do not know, would you care to enlighten me"?Mia asked a cold edge lacing her tired voice, the man let out a breathless laugh. Shaking his head, he leaned in closer to Mia, once again his eyes tore into hers.

"Simply I am bored, and also you will work as leverage to getting Jimin back". Namjoon slowly pushed himself back smoothly, Mia shrugged and crossed her arms over her chest with a huff of a breath.

"I doubt Exo would trade Jimin for me". Mia countered, the man nodded slowly, pausing before he pointing to her weakly.

"That is true, but im confused why would they go that far to give you to us, then try so hard to get you back"? The man asked, his tone becoming accusatory.

"You threatened Chanyeol, he wanted to save his friend, The rest of Exo wasn't aware of it ". Mia replied, Namjoon slowly pushed his chair back. Standing up from his seat, he walked around his desk lazily, to the opposing side. The man scooted past her legs and sat down on the edge of the desk, right across from Mia.

"So a misunderstanding"? The man stated weakly, Mia nodded in a bored manner.

"Seems lazy on your part to forget a detail such as that". Mia replied bitterly, Namjoon growled quickly in response his calm demeanour fading almost instantly. Mia quickly jumped up from her chair and pushed herself away from the angered man.

"Do not make light of me Mia, you have no idea what Im capable of". The Bts leader warned wearily, the girl swallowed the forming lump in her throat. Fear coarsed through her body, the man before her took a small step forward.

" I do not know what you are capable,
but forgive me for over stepping". Mia replied truthfully a slight panic edging her worn out voice. Namjoon eyed her dangerously, his gaze dark and body tense, he loomed over her silently. The bts leader no longer smiling gently or speaking that calm voice of his. He was glaring at her, a murderous intent swamping his hot whiskey coloured eyes.

"I'm sorry Namjoon". Mia apologized once again in a pitiful attempt to calm the man before her. Namjoon eyed her up and down after the brunettes hurried response.

"I didn't know what I was saying ". She weakly added, Namjoon closed his eyes and shook his head. The man clicked his tongue and walked back over to his seat behind the large wooden desk. Silently he pulled the chair back, elegantly sitting down in his large leather chair. As soon as he sat down, his glowing whiskey eyes flickered up and pierced through her.

"True you don't know what you were saying, but you will see our might". Namjoon mused with a raised eyebrow, noticing that he was visibly calmer. She weakly nodded in response to his question, Namjoon let out a hum as he rested his elbow on his desk, placing his head in his open palm.

"Sit back down, im ready to be calm and civil". Namjoon declared to the small girl, Mia nodded timidly and gingerly walked over to the chair placed before the leaders large desk. Namjoon removed his head from his hand and slowly folded both hands in front of himself on the surface of his desk.