Mafia's Property | P.JM ✓

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I laid in my comfortable bed after I had changed into casual clothes and thought about Taehyung's words.

"What are your conditions, so you cooperate?"

It was actually easy to answer.

I heard someone knocking the door and Hoseok peeked inside.
"Jimin is back, he wants to see you."
I got off my bed and followed the boy downstairs. I knew that he probably wanted to punish me for my actions, but I didn't really care. I didn't regret what I did and I won't regret it when he's done with me.

Hoseok led me to his office and waited for me to go in after I had knocked.
"Come in."
I opened the door and entered the room. Jimin sat behind his desk and wrote down some notes after he looked up to me and placed down his pen.
"Take a seat." He pointed at the chair in front of his desk and I obeyed without any hesitation.
I just want to get this over with.

I lazily laid back and looked at him without any kind of emotions.
Jimin inhaled sharply and placed both of his arms on the table and leaned forward.

"Do you know that you have caused Bangtan a lot of problems tonight?" He asked.
"Yes I'm aware of that."
"I should punish you for your misbehavior." Jimin stated.
I shrugged with my shoulders and he watched my moves as if I was some new discovered reptile species.
"You don't seem fazed at all. Should I do it then?"
"Do what you want but don't expect me to behave differently afterwards." I shrugged.
He leaned back and it remained silent for a moment.
"Taehyung told me that you would cooperate with us under some conditions."
I furrowed my eyebrows and recalled the talk I had with Irene.
"Why aren't you trying to break me till I do what you want? This is how it is supposed to be. Why are you willing to compromise?" I asked out of curiosity.
He chuckled but turned back to his serious expression.

"That only works with weak, limp and dumb girls who don't fight for their life, besides I don't want to break you."

"What? I don't get it. Why didn't you take a weak girl then? She wouldn't have caused problems like me. And if you don't want to break me, that means that you are fine with the struggles I cause?" I challenged and Jimin smirked in return.
"Do you really think that I have to destroy you, so you don't fight?"
I crossed my legs and gave him a cold gaze.
"Yes, I will never accept this lifestyle."
He crossed his legs as well and stared back, but with a soft gaze.
"But you don't know anything about this lifestyle."
"I'm not an object to be owned Jimin!"
"You don't have to see it like that Gigi—"
"There is no other way to see it!"
I started to loose my self control and my voice got louder as I hit my fist on the desk.

The man in front of me placed his hands on my fists and slowly loosened them from their tensed state.
"Look, this property thing is an ancient tradition. I don't think it's valuable but I had to accept it to become this powerful. This is why Bangtan needs a property to be even more powerful and respected and you are the chosen one. If you promise to cooperate and accept to be Bangtan's property, you have the chance to live a wealthy and nearly normal life." Jimin offered.

I looked down at mine and Jimin's hands and pulled them back to my body.
"Who chose me? Aren't there any preferences?"
He smiled.
"Bangtan did. And you met our preferences."
I scrunched my nose and gave him a weird look.
"How? Your preferences are cheeky, stubborn brats?"
He let out a huffed chuckle and looked at me with amusement.
"If you wanna call yourself like that."

I thought about his words for a moment and came to conclusion.
They wouldn't just let me go. If I do this thing for them and be their property, I can ask for things in exchange.