God Is A Woman. /KTH/

14

"Your invite?" the tall, muscular man asks, reaching his hand out. He's dressed head to toe in a black suit and has his dark brown hair slicked back.

I smile sweetly at him as Jungkook hands him our invites.

Even though Jungkook will have to see me like this for the rest of the evening he seems determined not to look at me. It's rather strange to be honest.

"We should just relax for a bit before we find him, avoid drinking any alcohol." I say as we enter the giant mansion. The inside is even more stunning than the outside, a giant ballroom covered in flowers and ribbon, about a hundred people in the room sipping on expensive champagne and dancing with each other.

Jungkook nods, finally looking at me, "I see him anyway, we'll have to wait for him to come to you. He'll spot you in a minute, I'll go mingle."

His arm leaves mine as I glance around the room, stepping onto the dance floor and standing with others close to the wall. I watch the people dance while still keeping my eyes on the target who appears to have noticed me and is heading my way.

I'm quite surprised at the absence of voice in my ear as Hoseok doesn't seem to be talking to me. Maybe he just wants to sit back and watch the show?

"Vincent Redwood." I look up at the tall, semi-muscular man in front of me as he takes my hand and kisses it. "And you are?"

"It's a secret." I tease. He's not ugly but he's definitely nothing compared to Taehyung. Or any of the boys to be honest.

"A secret," he smirks, "We can do something in secret if you want."

"I might have to take you up on that." I bite my lip, running my tongue over my front teeth. I wink at him before turning and walking away. Namjoon taught me that the best way is playing hard to get.

I can sense him still behind me as I walk, I subtly glance over at Jungkook, giving the signal that I have him distracted.

Following a schedule we concluded earlier, every half an hour he goes into his office just to ensure the safety although he already has bodyguards. I just need to keep him distracted.

"Champagne?" an arm slides around my waist as Vincent eyes me up, thrusting a glass of Champagne into my hand. "I see you like to play hard to get."

I mentally wince as his hand squeezes my ass but my face remains the same; a sexy smirk.

I deserve an Oscar.

"Mhm, I like to play."

"Then why don't you join me upstairs, kitten? We can play plenty up there."

I sip on my Champagne as I glance around the room, making eye contact with Namjoon, who looks amazing in his tailored suit. "I don't know, you seem like a man that wouldn't let me do what I want."

"What you want?" he pauses for a moment, thinking about his options, "You can do whatever you want to me, kitten, let's have fun tonight."

I smile at him, "That's what I like to hear. Where's the bedroom?"

He instantly grabs my hand and pulls me through the crowds of people, to the staircase at the back of the ballroom that's blocked off by guards. He nods at them as he leads me up the staircase and to one of the rooms.

As soon as we step inside I realise how truly rich this man is. The room is enormous.

"Jungkook's in, he just needs to hack his computer and get the files. Keep Vincent distracted." Hoseok speaks through my earpiece, which by the way is about a millimeter big and basically inside my actual ear... some very impressive technology.