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"i know you drugged her." mina stated.

"and how would you know that?" namjoon enquired, leaning back in his king seat.

"i have my ways. i'm not as stupid as you think." she spat. "so tell me. what exactly happened that night?"

"i'm afraid i can't tell you that miss." he said. "for a pretty lady, you seem awfully curious." he moved closer to her, his beautiful fingers caressing her chin and jawline.

"what the hell is that supposed to mean?" she slapped his hand away. he winced, shaking his head at her.

"don't go looking for answers you don't know the questions to."

"i have a question. what happened that night?" she yelled, standing up to face him properly.

"no."

"what happened?"

"no." he said louder.

"tell me!" she roared, scaring the living shit out of him.

"yes. we had fun." namjoon said, a smirk playing in his lips.

"you sadistic monster." she slapped his face.

he smiled again. "not as sadistic as you think." he pushed her away. "i mean... you would know."