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We arrive at the club called Meduza. It was already 10:30 pm.

"He's not inside yet. You know what to do Ji, Jimin. We'll take care of the bodyguards," said Namjoon after giving me his cute dimple smile.

"Sis, be careful," he hugged me tightly, burying his face in my hair. "I can't lose you. "

"Oppa, look at me. You're not going to lose me." I chuckle and he did the same.

" Jimin... "

"I know," Jimin grabs my shoulders and locks eyes with me.

"Ji! Be careful with him. I'll be there and protect you," I'm nervous really but I can't disappoint the boys. Disappoint Taehyung. Disappoint Jimin. I can do it.


He rubs my waist before we enter. The club was full of drunk people dancing, sweat and smoke filled the air. Well, the club was beautiful. Of course, Jin has a great sense of style. Except for my clothes. The walls were dressed in black leather. The ground was shining in black color. And there were thousands of small lights shining the dark place. Also the disco ball of course. Also, there were 2 big bars and also couches and tables to sit.


" Let's grab some drinks," he whispered in my ear since the music was too loud. We sit in the bar and the bartender sees us and brings us 2 drinks. "It's water for you, don't worry."

I gave him a smile and take little sips like it was alcohol while on the other hand, Jimin was in his third shot of vodka. He's stressed, I can see in his eyes.

"He's here."

I look towards the door and saw our target. He really has bodyguards. Like 5 men are behind him. He looks annoyed by them, who wouldn't be.

"Let's dance," he grabs my hand and pulls me on the dance floor. He grabs my waist and pulls me in his body. My chest touching his. "Act more normal," I grab his neck with my hands and look at his eyes. Our faces inches away from each other. His hands slowly move to my lower back, slightly his fingers touching my hips. 

"He's checking you out. Now act like we're breaking up and slap me"

"But-"

"With some force."

"Bu-"

"No buts baby," I push him and act angry, which made Jimin surprised at some point. Well, my acting class wasn't for nothing. I walk towards him since I push him too far and slap him hard.

"You cheater!!"

I slap Jimin hard and the slapping noise filled the room. People were looking at us. Some guys were smirking and checking me up and down. I went to the bar and sit near our target.

"Give me the strongest you have."

"Make it two. I'm Jihoo."

"Stella," The bartender gave us the drinks and I drink in one shot. I needed this water.

"Chill babygirl. I know you just bro-"

"He was nothing to me."

"Then you wouldn't mind this," he put his hand in my inner thigh rubbing it slowly. I hate it but I can't show it. Jimin was sitting in the couches and drinking giving me an unreadable look.

"Let's dance," I grab his hand and drag him to the dance floor. He put his hands in my hips and pull me near. His face in my neck giving me butterfly kisses. I swear to god I'm going to kill you. Put your dirty body away from me. 

"Let's take this somewhere else," he drags me to the back door. Luckily no bodyguards were following us. Maybe we lost them since it's so crowded. We open the back door and it leads to an alley.

"Luckily they're not here."

"Who, baby? "

"My bodyguards. My father makes enemies with everyone."

"Baby, I need you," I kiss him. This is so disgusting. Jimin where the fuck are you? He pulled my hair and whispered in my ear.

"Someone is needy," he starts giving me kisses in my neck traveling to my chest. It's so disgusting. I'll kill Namjoon, I swear but first this motherfucker.

"Remove your fucking hands from her," I push Jihoo and look at Jimin. Finally, where were you, idiot?

"What do you want cheater? "

"She's mine."

"But she wants me."



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This fucker! My blood was boiling in pure anger. I wouldn't be surprised if steam was coming out of my ears. I walk slowly at him and punch his jaw with all my strength. I hope it's broken. Don't touch my girl.....wait, my girl? I've drunk too much. He falls in-ground and holds his jaw while blood was coming out of his mouth.

"Jimin-ah. Calm down. We need him," she tried to keep me calm so I could leave him alive and don't ruin the plan.

"He touched you so he deserved it."

"You-you.."

"Oh shut up! It's your father's fault. Thank him for this," spoke Jihee to him.

"Goodnight!" I punch him again knocking him out. Now we need to wait for Jin Hyung. Then the backdoor of the club opened revealing 5 fucking bodyguards. Where the fuck did they come from?

"Your hands up now," he pointed a gun at me and the others followed to point theirs at me and Jihee. They're too many for me. And I have also Jihee. I can't risk. In the corner of my eyes, I saw Jihee walking towards me slowly. "Don't move."

"I'm just walking to my boyfriend. I'm scared. Who points a gun at a lady. "

"Who are you?"

"Why do you ask? " I said looking the bodyguard who gulped at my eyes before talking again.

"You better talk."

"Oppa, I'm sorry," I better follow Ji's game.

"Baby, I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have cheated on you."

"Stop your lovey-dovey!"

"Can't I just say sorry to my girl?"

"Tell me what did you do to Mr.Jihoo?"

"He touched my girl and I punch him. He couldn't handle it and passed out."

"So you're telling the truth?"

"Oppa, I'm scared."

"Don't be baby. We didn't do anything wrong."

"We're taking you to the police," now it's time to fight. I grab my gun and the waistband of my jeans and shot on of the bodyguard. Jihee, on the other hand, punches one of the guns of their hand and grabbed it shooting him. Oh my god, she just shot. What a badass. I noticed the 3 others didn't have a gun. Yes, fistfighting baby. I punch him hard in his stomach and I punch in the back of his head knocking him out. Then the two of them followed after.

"This is a pain in the ass. Babe are you ok? "

"I'm o-okay," I walk at Jihee and cup her face.

"Hey....tell me."

"He....is ..de...ad. I.... killed...him"

"Hey. Look at me. It's okay. You were amazing. Trust me," she nodded and smile a bit than who could have known that this was going to be the longest night of my life.........

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