"Young master, the thing has arrived." One of Jimin's men said after he bowed down in respect to him.

Jimin take a deep breath, "Okay."

He stood up, fixed his newly changed suit, "Let's go."

The man nodded understood and waited until Jimin walked out first only then will he followed him from behind.

Jimin stepped out from his office, in a steady pace walked out from the house. A truck was parked outside with two men of waiting at the gate for him.

A man jumped down from the truck, "Jimin," He smirked and signaled the men to open the truck door.

Jimin walked to the man and smiled, "That was fast, hyung."

"Who do you think I am? Of course your request would arrived quick. The money?"

Jimin looked at his men and one of them said something in his walkie-talkie, "The money will be here soon." He said in a respectful tone.

"Good." Jimin said and looked at the boxes inside the truck.

"Let me see inside it." He said, two of his men pulled the box out and opened the box.

Jimin chuckled, "Amazing. You're the best in getting these guns." He took one of the gun and satisfiedly looking at the other boxes.

"How many did you smuggled, huh?"

"Smuggled? Duh, I got my own gun factory." Hoseok said.

"Seriously? You're kidding right?"

"Jimin, money works everytime. Where are you going to put all of these?" He sling his arm around Jimin's shoulder while patting his chest.

A small smile appeared on Jimin's face, "Store it in the underground storehouse." He said to his men.

"Yes, sir!" They yelled in unison.

Jimin lead Hoseok into his mansion, walking in a steady in silence. As they both entered the main door, Jimin saw you walking down the stairs.

His eyes caught yours, and slowly went down to your shirt and lower to your skirts.

"Come here." He demanded.

Your vision caught another guy beside him, "Hoseok, right?" You said as you walked over to them.

"Glad you remember my name, but let me introduce myself again. I'm Jung Hoseok, you can call me J-hope or just Hoseok." He smiled.

You smiled in return.

Jimin grabbed your wrist and pulled you to him, "Walking around in this house full of men with that kind of short skirt, I'm sure somebody will see what's under that skirt."

You lowered your head in embarrassment; speechless as your face turned red.

A chuckled left Hoseok's mouth, "Sweet Y/n, how old are you again?"

"I'm eighteen this year." You tried to take a step back but Jimin put his hand on your back, closing the gap between the two of you.

"This house, full of vigorous men.. With that attractive face and body of yours, I'm not gonna be surprised if somebody laid their eyes on you today." Hoseok looked around the house, eyeing the men guarding and doing their duty.

"He's right, Y/n. Even if we're just 'engaged' to help each other, we're engaged. " He whispered in your ear.

Hoseok phone vibrated and he checked the message, "I want to stay a little bit longer, but it looks like I need to go. Meet you there later, Chim."

Jimin nodded, "Okay. Thanks for your help, hyung."

Hoseok nodded before walked out from the house.

"Jimin, let go of me." You pushed yourself away from him.

"Why? Scared? Embarrassed?" Jimin laughed, "Well, don't be. I'm not gonna do anything to you."

You fixed your shirt and pulled your skirt down a little bit.

"Not now, not yet." Jimin spoke to you in a soft voice, his fingers touching your cheeks; caressing it as if you're too fragile.

"W-what do you mean?"

Jimin pulled your hand in his, guiding you to your room in a quick pace, not bothering the eyes of his people. You clenched your fist, trying not to be bothered by those judging eyes.

He opened the door and pulled you in, closing it again and pushed you to the door.

"Change your skirt, it's too short. "

You looked at him, blinking twice.

"Now."

"Okay, okay, calm down." You said and went to the wardrobe to find a jeans this time.

You took out a jeans, and turned around, "Can you please go out? I want to change my skirt."

"I refuse. Just change it now."

"But-"

"No but."

You sighed, you remembered that this room have it own bathroom so you walked to the bathroom, twisting the door knob but stopped when you heard Jimin's voice.

"I said, just change it now."

You gulped down a lump of your saliva, "I refuse." You said and got into the bathroom, your face redden again.

Everytime, everywhere he's with you, your face gonna be red. But you don't seems to hate it, "Why?" You thought.

You shook that thought away and quickly changed your skirt to the jeans. After that, you walked out of the bathroom and saw Jimin still standing near the door.

"What?" He said in a grumpy tone.

You looked at him, "What 'what'?"

"You had just increased my desire of wanting you, Y/n."

"Why are you telling me that?"

Jimin went silent, "Cause I feel like telling you that."

"Oh." was all your reply.

Jimin walked to you, towering over you as he looked at your face, "This, body and soul, is belong to me."

"What are you talking about? You crazy?" You took a step back.

He chuckled, "Never mind."

Your eyebrows knitted together, looking at him walking out from your room as if he's just joking with you.

He's weird.

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The day had passed, and now it was in the afternoon, you're at your room, not having any idea on what should you do.

The door suddenly opened, revealing Lucy who looked like she's going out soon, "Y/n, we're going out today."

"Huh? To where?"

"Buying your clothes. It's the young master order, hurry up and get ready."

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TBC

Hey guys, thanks for reading.
I hope you enjoyed it. Expect for some more romantic scene soon. ❣️