Get away (BTS Jungkook Mafia x Reader ) (completed)

Late night drink

                  YN was felt warm. Not because of the drink in front of her that was currently a still as a snake, but because she felt actually happy. That was the first in a while since she moved to korea. She moved from (Where ever you live) to Korea, and she had no regrets, but she was still afriad of what was out there. Jeon Jungkook, or his street name Jungkook Killer.  

YN took another sip of her drink, the smooth liquid burning her throat slightly. She winced as she placed it back onto the clear glass counter.  But as she did, she felt a prescence beside her on her left. She dare not look to see who it was, cause she already knew. It was him , Jeon Jungkook. She focused her eyes onto her glass, the wall, the bartender, anyone and anything but the man beside her. Jungkook got a drink hsortly after he sat down, of course he would, this was one of many bars he owned. Why he was here now? Nobody knows. "So, what would a pretty girl like you, be here?" Jungkook spoke taking a sip of his drink, staring holes into her side. Yn ignored him and took another sip of her drink, emptying the glass. 

He nodded at the bartender and the bartender gave her another drink. YN stared at the glass infront of her, she took it in her hand and chugged the entire thing down.  She coughed slightly and got up. She had to get away from him. She had to get away from a man that was covered in blood. As she walked out the door, she felt tispy, more than she should have been. She did make it back to her apartment, but she felt like she was gonna pass out. She made it to her kitchen, before she finally collapsed, her mind sinking into darkness.

YN woke up with a start, her mind foggy and from what she could see, she already knew where she was. She could tell by the fancy decor and painted walls, the feeling of a velvet blanket under her, she was Jeon Jungkook's house. it wasn't a new thing for Jeon to capture women like herself. She had three options. 1.)Be his girlfreind for a few months to get into fancy parties. 2.)Me his maid. or 3.) You were used to steal stuff. Sometimes it was just one of those, or all three. YN was a repoter in her old country, and she found everything she possibly could about him. But he always slipped away, always avoided arrest, all because he paid people off with his large amounts of green paper. 

Jeon came into the room soon after she woke up. She change her clothes. She was now in a pair of baggy grey sweatpants and a black tanktop with her hair up in a ponytail, like how she always kept it. "You look even more beatiful than you did last night." He complimented with a smile. YN glared at him. "I know you're angry-"Angry doesn't even descride my feelings right now." She snarled walking up to him. He had a few got soild four inhes on her, but she was still tall for a woman. He smirked. "You've got a lot of fire, but I need that to go out, for now of course, you'll have plenty of time for that later." He grinned as he stuck a syringe in her neck and she passed out once again.