Y/N is an exotic dancer. Yep, you guessed it, a stripper. Her night starts regular, just like any other night. Then, he walks in. He says two little words, "That one." And then it begins. Sorry for such a short description. I hope you enjoy my fan fiction ♕

"What's the matter, angel? Scared of the dark?" PORTUGUÊS: http://w.tt/1UXHmmZ CZ: http://w.tt/1SCIHC4 Türkçe: http://my.w.tt/UiNb/TpS3oMpauz العَرَبِيَّة: http://my.w.tt/UiNb/FAsGKisB5D [my original storyline, do not repost] started summer 2015 HIGHEST RANKING: #1 Supernatural #39 FanFiction #1 Devil 031717: hit 1m reads

"You're Jung Ho Seok's younger sister, am I right?" the man questioned. I pulled my hoodie down to reveal my face and wet, messy hair. I could hear the water droplets rolling down my hair and falling to the ground. "Yes. I am Jung Ho Seok's little sister." I am Jung Hye Soo, Jung Ho Seok's little sister. Yes, THE Jung Ho Seok of BTS. Yes, THE J-Hope of BTS. But no one knows. And no one cares. Including Ho Seok himself. From the day of the incident, he's ignored me, spat at me, hated me. But... is it out of anger... or out of love?