Colourful lights, loud music and people partying like there's no tomorrow made Hana really agitated. The smell of alcohol sneaking into her nostrils made her feel sick.
It was really unusual of Yoongi having Hana in his embrace. He did not wanna loose her in the crowd.
Nevertheless, Hana felt protected in his embrace. It was a really good feeling for her.
Yoongi took her to the club because Jungkook arranged a party for all the gang leaders including their family and friends.
"Did you really need to bring me here?" Haha spoke in a very annoyed tone.
"Doll, what shall I do if they ask me about my wife cuz everyone present here have attending my weddin-- wait, our wedding so let's be good kids and act politely towards each other okay?" Yoongi smiled.
Hana rolled her eyes with disappointment. She wasn't used to this kind of atmosphere. If she really got the chance, she would literally run away from the whole city.
I hate this place, I hate everyone here, I hate myself for coming here.
Yoongi brought her to a bunch of guys who looked like they could eat her away in no time.
"Hey pretty lady." A guy out of no where called out for Hana.
She felt uncomfortable with all the glares. She constantly kept pulling down her dress which was leveled just about her knees and that made it worse.
"Doll, don't worry. They are just my friends." Yoongi spoke while holding her hand.
Hana gave him a are-you-stupid look. Despite being his friends, they could immediately steal her away.
"Bro can I have her for a day?" a guy asked Yoongi. Hana felt so disgusted.
Firstly, get a kick in your balls and then you can have me.
"Oh no, I can't cuz she is mine." Yoongi spoke to him while glancing at Hana. She felt relieved.
Hana looked into his eyes and could sense how much of anger he felt when that guy said those words.
Does he really care about me?
Hana was left alone, watching people going crazy and some of them blending into the music at the background. She wanted to leave the place as soon as possible.
Yoongi as usual, went to party with his beloved friends, leaving Hana all alone and not even thinking about the guys around her.
She felt lonely so she headed towards the counter to get some drink.
"Hey princess." Hana turned towards the voice of the owner, leaning onto the counter having his arms crossed.
"Oh hey Namjoon....Wait, why are you here?" Hana was baffled.
She never knew that Namjoon was a gang leader. If she comes to know, the most possible chances would be her to avoid him.
"Uhh...Jungkook invited me cuz he used to be my friend from my neighborhood since I shifted." Namjoon lied.
"Okay...." It was quite until Namjoon spoke again.
"Where's Yoongi?"
"Well, he is hanging out with his friends. You can join him if you want."
"Why would I leave you alone? Let me stay with you." Namjoon spoke with a smile on.
"Okay that's good." Hana shrugged and faced the counter and looked for a drink.
"Oh wait, I actually have an extra drink if you want some. Here you go."
Hana glanced at the drink for a while. Apparently it was her favorite one. She grabbed the drink and immediately poured the liquid down her throat. This made her feel refreshed.
"It was a good one." Hana kept the empty glass on the counter and smiled at Namjoon.
Hana could sense the intense stare she is earning from Namjoon. She felt awkward to the point when she started speaking.
"Umm, what's wrong?" She spoke while glancing down at her clothes to see if there was something.
"You look gorgeous." It was unusual of him complimenting her in this way. What made her surprised was the fact that he smirked playfully while speaking out those words.
Hana had the difficulty to find the right words to speak further. It was quite for a while until she muttered a silent 'thanks'.
"Anyway, would you like to come to my place and chill with me?" Namjoon asked.
Hana thought for a while. She would like to but she kinda felt clueless about why would he wanna invite her to his place.
"Well, I gotta ask Yoon—"
"Oh that's okay, I'll inform him when we get to my place." Namjoon replied.
"Huh, okay?" Hana spoke doubtfully.
Besides, Hana trusted Namjoon, even if he would be diligent for her.
"Follow me." He spoke while holding her hands.
Hana didn't look back for Yoongi and neither did he check on her. They both headed to the Lamborghini that Namjoon owned.
The ride was silent until he stopped the car in front of a luxurious mansion, more tremendous than the mansion Yoongi owned.
Namjoon got out of the Lamborghini and headed towards the other side of the car and opened the car door. Hana stepped out and Namjoon led the way.
"How's it." Namjoon questioned.
"I never knew you would own such a huge mansion. Where did you get the money from?"
"I got my ways princess." Namjoon spoke.
"Hmmm." She approached the royal couch and sat on it.
"Do you want something to eat?" Namjoon asked.
"No thanks, I'm not feeling hungry." Hana replied with a smile.
"Okay but don't be a lazy ass and sit in one place, let me show you around the house." Namjoon chuckled.
"Haha, I totally forgot to ask you." Hana giggled too.
Hana stood up and Namjoon led the way. He showed her around the mansion which could take forever to approach every places in there. She felt astonished about how Namjoon could build such a huge palace so beautifully.
But where did he get the money from?
After Hana glanced into every corners of the mansion, they headed to hall and sat on the couch.
"Everything was fascinating, you know?" Hana spoke
"Haha thanks." Namjoon giggled.
All of a sudden, Namjoon got a call. He grabbed his phone and glanced at the caller ID.
"Hey, I gotta attend this call. You better stay here." Namjoon patted Hana's back and stood up from the couch.
"Sure, go on." Hana replied.
Once he headed to the other side of the mansion, Namjoon answered the call.
"Bring back Hana."
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