Mafia's Property | P.JM ✓

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My head was comfortably placed on Jimin's chest while he was gently stroking my hair and typing on his phone.
It didn't take much for Jimin to forgive me. I said sorry for a hundred times, stuff like "I'm never gonna do it again!", I even called him oppa, and that was when he couldn't stop the smile forming on his lips.
It was probably already around 11.30 pm and everyone was asleep expect us, but I couldn't care less. I was extremely tired but also enjoying this moment too much to fall asleep.
I felt so incredibly safe and warm, it was almost scary, cause I've only felt this way with one person. My mom.

"Princess, you should sleep. It's late and tomorrow is gonna be busy."
His soft silent voice sounded above me and I lightly tilted my head in his direction.

"What have you planned for tomorrow?" I spoke softly.
"My dad wants to meet you. We're gonna come over for dinner."
My body shot up and I turned around to face Jimin who was slightly taken back by my sudden movement.
"Why does he want to meet me?"
"I told you about him and your mom being in love right? Of course he wants to meet her daughter."
"Oh." I stared at nothing particular and let the thought run through my mind.
Meeting Jimin's father?
I wasn't sure if that was a good idea. He would probably be disappointed if he saw me. I'm nothing like my mom. Even though my father always told me, that I look just like her, my personality couldn't reach her's in any way. She was extremely caring, good, well behaved and way too selfless.

"What's wrong? It'll be a simple dinner, don't worry."
I exhaled softly and laid back down, next to Jimin.
"If you say so."

"Why do you seem uneasy about it?"
He put his phone down and dropped his gaze on my face.
"It's nothing. I'm just not that good in presenting myself." I admitted.
He held out his hand and patted my head to comfort me.
"Just be yourself. He's really looking forward to finally meet you."
I thought for a while and then spoke my thoughts out.

"So you picked me because of that? Because I'm the daughter of the previous property? Did you know me from the start?" I asked and Jimin nodded lightly.
"Yeah. My dad promised your mom to look after you and she knew that your father would make you their property so we preempted that, cause with me you are safe."

I had to progress the information, before the next questions came up my mind and Jimin chuckled a little at my curiosity.
"You knew me when we first met in the Club?!" I asked in disbelief.
"Actually yes. That's the part where Taehyung comes in. He showed me pictures of you and told me you would visit our Club."

"Traitor."
I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest.
"It was his job. He's been watching you for years and waited for the right moment to finally make you our treasure." He gave me an empathic smile but I ignored it.
"So sneaky. Waiting for the right moment to get his target." I narrowed my eyes.
"Seriously it's not his fault, I told him to get you."
"Yeah but I didn't except more from you, so it's okay." I turned around, my face facing the other side, ignoring his playful pained expression and closed my eyes, pretending to be sleepy.
"I'm tired, please be quiet." I spoke even though it was quiet already.
"Such a child." He gave me a slight push and I could feel his eyes on my figure.

And even though I wasn't actually tired, I kind of managed to fall into a deep slumber, cuddled into the manly smelling sheets. The last thing I heard was,
"Good night princess."