The Bangtan Boys ||| BTS and GOT7 Mafia AU

03

I looked around the room. I spotted the bright ass light pooling in the room and a serving tray on the table beside me. Aww cute, he was sweet enough to get breakfast.

I tried moving my legs to find out my thighs and pelvic area had apparently ran a fucking marathon. Beside the serving tray was a note and two morning after pills. The note read, "just incase." I don't think your supposed to take two, but just incase its twins right?

Jimin walked back into the room from the balcony. "I called the boys and told them where we are and what happened. It looks like we were drugged pretty hard, fucking asshole."

He looked at the morning after pill, "I don't remember much if it helps. It didn't seem like you were a virgin. It's my job you know, so don't feel too attacked, but if you're ever lonely my doors always up."

"Don't worry it wasn't anything special, Jimin." I said with a tight smile as I swallowed the pills.

I sensed I hurt his masculinity. "Is that why your thigh is tender and the whole left side of your neck has hickeys. Why I vaguely remember you scream "oh yes please." multiple times?" He said tauntingly.

I shrugged. "I was drugged, thank you. Also you kept moaning in a very high voice so I wouldn't speak." It seemed we both lied about how much she knew.

Jimin threw my bag at me. "Change your clothes."' I got out of the bed and grabbed my bag to unzip it. "Hey, I'm still in here."

"We just had coitus last night. Nothing you haven't already stuck your twig into." I said. My maid had packed a spare outfit. A tight ass shirt and a tight ass skirt. A tight ass matching pair.

The drive back to headquarters, as I had taken to referring it as, was silent and almost laughable at the stink face that Jimin possessed. However I did believe I earned his respect just a bit. As odd as it seems.

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"If I'm going to be apart of this I need to know what is going on." I was wondering about the man who drugged us.

"That was Im Jaebum. They have 7 members. We used to have 14 main people on our family. Fifteen of we count your father. Your fathers best friend was Namjoon's father. He and his wife were the family boss. Your father the assassin and the underboss. Recently however all three of them died in the attack. We have a lot of enemies, but Namjoons brother may be the worst." Jimin was still driving. The car was zooming through traffic in a unlawful speed.

"Did he.."

"Kill them? No. That was another group we got even with. Namjoons brother is 19 and his name is Kim Yugyeom. The family split in half because the bosses never left who they wanted to be the underboss when they passed. We just so happened to split evenly."

I was given the rundown.

Jaebum was the seducer, the one who drugged us. The Kim family had taken him along with Bambam and the boys had all been best friend since.

Jackson Wang is their Hitman. A friend of the Kim's from Hong Kong. He's in charge of international affairs.

Youngjae their sneakiness spy. Mark works alongside Youngjae as their second spy and sniper. Jinyoung their hacker, and the only hacker in the family.

Bambam's in charge of getting information and keeping connections.

Jimin said to think of us as one family, but we're in a civil war of sorts. The Kim family had been in business of organized crime for almost a 100 years. "Yugyeom and Namjoon were very close before their parents death. Then everything went to shit when they tried to choose a successor. The rational went and stayed with Joon. The greedy and impressionable went with Yugyeom." Jimin turned to me as the car stopped in the driveway and smiled.
"But that's just my opinion."

Namjoon and Tae greeted us outside the car. Namjoon put his hand on the small of my back. "We have company." He whispered in my ear. I raised my eyebrows at his touch. "Just play along. I don't want them to know about our secret weapon. He's a drug dealer for my brother."

We walked into the den. The man, of course, was smoking a stereotypical Cuban cigar. He was also wearing sunglasses indoors. A universal sign of a douche bag. I raised my eye at Namjoon who returned my question with a little pinch to the back. "Bitch!" I mumbled through my teeth. I could see the laughter in his eyes.

I move my hand back to slap his hand away only to find the barrel of a gun shoved into my hand. I hid the surprise from my face when Namjoon whispered, "Kill him when the time is right." 

I hiked my skirt up in the back, shoving the gun into the back praying in my head that the fabric wouldn't pull the trigger. Namjoon and Tae shook hands with the man in the black coat. "Walk with me, Ryun. I want to show you the new pool we added." 

I followed them, my heels echoing on the black and white marble floor. Tae winked at me, signaling me to draw my gun as he opened the door to the patio. The pool had been drained two days ago. Namjoon moved aside as Ryun looked down at the empty pool. "What di-" He fell forward before he could ask his questions, the sound of the fire ringed in our ears silencing his cries. His cigar, nothing but ashes and smoke, laid on the ground before his body. The stone of the pool stained red. The bullet, I was later told when the body was removed, landed and exited perfectly between the middle of his eyebrows.

I threw the gun at Tae. "I'd like some answers on what is going on here." Was all I said.