"Hey Jackson, can you do something for me?" Namjoon asked.

"What is it?"

"I want you to investigate something." Jackson was about to ask  Namjoon what he wanted to do when Dami walked into the room, wearing her yellow swimsuit.

"What are you two talking about?" Dami eyed the pair.

"Nothing Dami. Where are you going?" asked Jackson.

"Namjoon oppa said if I use the jacuzzi, I have to change my clothes first. He's angry if I'm only wearing underwear or naked, even when I'm in the house," she put her right hand on her waist.

"Have you ever been naked in the house?"

"Haven't tried yet," she grinned like a Cheshire cat.

"Don't you dare!" Namjoon warned her. She chuckled and turned to the jacuzzi.

"Hey Namjoon, if she's naked in the house, I bet you won't be able to hold yourself any longer," Jackson whispered to Namjoon.

"What the fuck dude!" Namjoon smacked Jackson's back. Just then, Jackson looked up and noticed Dami's dreamcatcher tattoo on her back which spanned across her back. Which is a lot bigger than what women normally would have as tattoos. As women would prefer to get a tattoo that is small or some cute ones. Dami's tattoo however, covered her whole back, and it almost reached her waist.

"Woah Dami, when did you get that tattoo on your back," questioned Jackson.

"I don't remember. Namjoon oppa said that I had it a long time ago before I got into the accident," Dami said offhandedly, walking into the other room.

"Jackson, I want you to investigate that tattoo," Namjoon spoke up.

"Why? It looks like a normal tattoo," Jackson commented.

"I thought the same thing too but I just want to make sure if it has any connection to her past. Hope you can help."

"I'll try my best trying to get any info after we're done with our mission tonight."

"Thanks dude." Namjoon patted Jackson's shoulder and walked away to his room.

"Dami, can I join?" asked Jackson as he approached the room Dami went in.

"Sure, oppa. Come on in," Dami replied. At that moment, Namjoon suddenly walked out of his room.

"Sorry Dami, Jackson has some work to do, right Jackson?" Namjoon squinted his eyes at Jackson, daring him to go inside.

"No, I'm--" Jackson stopped himself when he saw Namjoon's stony face, getting the message that he won't come out alive before the sun rises.

"Y-yeah Dami. I forgot that I still haven't finished with the plan for tonight," Jackson finally changed his mind and went to Namjoon.

"Jealous," he muttered to Namjoon and walked back to his room.

3 hours before they headed off for the mission, they all gathered around a table as Jackson explained the plan to Namjoon and Dami.

"The target will be present at the Chinese Restaurant around 11 p.m., after closing time. It's the place where The Capone will gather for the meeting and it's tonight."

"How many people will be there, including the target?" asked Dami.

"The Capone have six thousand members but there will only be 25 leaders of each group who will join tonight including your brother."

"Oppa?" she pointed to Namjoon.

"Yep. I will join the meeting."

"How?"

"You will know soon," he smirked.

"So, what am I gonna do?" she asked Jackson.

"Surprise us, like you always do," Jackson replied. After finishing with the short meeting, Namjoon dressed up in a suit, and carried his bag.

"Well, got to go now. See you guys tonight," Namjoon bid farewell and went to the door.

"Oppa." Dami called him and he stopped.

"Hmm?" he turned back. His body was suddenly hugged by Dami and she was holding on to him. Her warm hug made him feel touched and he felt his heartbeat increase.

"Please be careful," she hugged him tightly. Namjoon just smiled and patted her head.

"Don't worry, Dami. After we finish, we will celebrate together. Okay?" Dami nodded and released her hug. Namjoon opened the door and walked out from the penthouse as Dami watched him leave.

"Dami?" someone called out her name. She turned her head and saw Jackson was standing beside her.

"Yes Jackson oppa?"

"Do you love Namjoon a lot?"

"He's... the only family that I have. I can't imagine it if he leaves me one day," she spoke with worry on her face.

"What do you mean?" he was curious what Dami was trying to say.

"Ouh it's nothing. But, yeah I love him. He's caring although he's sometimes hot tempered but he's still patient with me," Dami grinned. Jackson just smirked since he knew about Namjoon's real feelings about Dami. The fucker fell for a girl he saved.

He loves you, Dami. But, he can't... Jackson thought sadly.

Night.

Namjoon and the other mafias were heading to their allocated meeting point with the head of the mafias' group. There were 5 black Infiniti QX80 SUV heading to the destination followed by a white Ford Mustang where the target was traveling along with his two bodyguards.

"Hey, what's wrong with your face? Did you get bitten or something?" asked one of the members to Namjoon who was covering his face with a mask and sunglasses. He couldn't speak or his undercover be known and thought of an idea. He acted as if he was sick; coughing and sneezing unceasingly.

"Damn, don't infect me with your fucking virus," the man scooted away from Namjoon and he smiled, glad his plan worked. As they arrived at the restaurant, all the mafias including Namjoon and the target got out of the cars and went inside the restaurant.

Jackson and Dami who have already arrived hid in a narrow street beside the targeted place. As they saw the mafias entering inside the restaurant, Jackson brought out his laptop from his bag and switched on the laptop.

"The target and Namjoon have entered the restaurant. Now let's do some magic, shall we?" Jackson said out loud.

"It's Jackson oppa's magic time everybody!" Dami cheered quietly. Jackson used his hacking skills as he accessed all the systems in the restaurant including the electricity and the security cameras inside the restaurant. All the images from the cameras appeared on the screens and they saw the mafias were lazing in the secret room inside the basement.

"Tada~"

"Wow, Jackson oppa is the best," Dami showed her thumbs up.

"There are 5 guards inside the restaurant. Now, it's time for you to make a surprise, Dami."

"Got it," Dami nodded and covered her face with a mask as she walked to the restaurant. Striding inside, the gangsters saw her and they stepped up preventing from letting her go inside.

"Don't you see the sign outside, beautiful? it's already closed. Except.. if you came here to play with us? Don't worry. We'll play with you gently." The mafia talking to her touched her chin and held her mask to pull it down. Dami swiftly grabbed his wrist and twisted it, breaking the bones as the man groaned in pain. She kicked his face in an upward swipe, causing the momentum to turn his body and for his body to roll when he hit the ground. Groaning in pain, Dami casually stepped next to him and slammed his face with her foot, crushing his head. The others who was watching their dead friend get beaten by the unknown woman stood up and warily approached her. She rolled her head, getting ready as the four guards approached her. 

While she was taking  care of the guards, those in the basement didn't have a clue on what's going on above them as they gathered around the table and started their meeting.

"Boys, anythin' you wanna inform me 'bout. Our areas, drug suppliers or anythin'," the leader of The Capone started.

"No news from our patrols but 3 of our members had been fought by unknown couple today," said one of the mafias.

"Who?"

"We don't know. They told us that they fought a man and a woman. Siblings."

The boss shook his head and sneered in disgust, "How did we have weak men in our group. Honestly, they were fighting against two, ain't it. And one's a  woman!"

"But boss, the woman was strong. She broke one of the member's fingers."

"I don't want to hear any complains. Tell those shitheads they're fired. What a disgrace. How can they lose to two people. I swear if I find them, especially that woman, I'll fuck her up and kill her after that." Namjoon who was presently hearing the target blabber what he wanted to do to Dami made his blood boil.

Back at the van, Jackson was stretching his fingers, ready for the big show. "Now, let's get the killing party started," Jackson cut off the electricity in the building and simultaneously all the lights and devices in the building switched off, the occupants in the room saw only black.

"Hey, who switched off the fucking lights!?" yelled the boss at the sudden change. His hearing sense heightened, he flinched as he heard multiple groaning sounds that seemingly came from his lackeys as they were knocked down by someone in the dark.

"What the fuck is goin' on?!" the target was clueless and was starting to panic as finally silence succumbed the room.

"Don't you wanna see me?" a woman's voice suddenly whispered at his ear. He heard it but he can't see.

"I'm right here..." Just then, the lights turned on and the target was shocked when he saw Dami sitting cross legged on the table, with a gun aimed at his head.

"In front of you," she smirked

"Who the fuck are you?!" he yelled. Namjoon approached from the back and the boss snapped his head at him when Namjoon appeared from his side. Namjoon walked in a relaxed manner to the table as he took off his mask and sunglasses.

"What the?! You are not my boys!" the target finally realized.

"One of your fucking boys is dead so I took his clothes and pretend to be him," Namjoon explained the truth as the boss wouldn't be alive for long anyways.

"What do you want from me?!"

"We got a call from someone who wanted you dead because you didn't complete your debt," Namjoon said.

Dami cut in, "I thought you're rich. Don't you have the money to pay back, sir?"

"Debt? What debt?  I don't owe anyone!"

"Well, they told us to kill you so.... any last word?" asked Dami before she ended the target's life.

"Please d-don't kill me, I'm begging you!" the target begged Dami and Namjoon for mercy.

"I thought you were the one who wanted us dead, especially her so you can rape then kill her?" Namjoon went beside Dami as she took off her mask, revealing her face to the target.

"Really, sir? You want to do that? How degrading," she grinned.

"Your boys take a lot from you don't they. Fucking perverts but they learned their lesson when Dami here broke one of your minion's fingers," Namjoon smiled.

"Sorry, I make it harsh," she chuckled.

"Don't act so fucking innocent, you bitch!" the target yelled at Dami's face.

"I'm not a bitch, sir," she lifted her gun and aimed at the target's head as she kept her smile.

I'm a Bad Bitch...

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"When did this happen?" the detective asked to the policeman who was in duty.

"We received calls from people nearby about this incident just 30 minutes ago of loud noises coming from this restaurant. When we arrived, the mafias were all unconscious and one of them, the leader of the group was killed. The mafias didn't know what happened to their boss because the scene was hazy and dark."

"Did you check all security cameras in the restaurant?"

"Yes sir, but we didn't find anything. It seemed as if someone had hacked into the system and deleted the footage when all this happened," said another policeman.

"Sir, I found something on one of the victim's chest," one of the forensic team called out. The detective went to the victim and saw a 'D' scar on their chest.

"The 'D' scar..." he mumbled.

"Do you know about it, sir?" asked the police. The detective nodded as positive.

"This killer is not an ordinary one. They've been wanted as one of the dangerous serial killer in the country. If this scar is found on the victim, it means they had been killed by the them. We still don't have any information about this killer," the policeman explained to the others.

"But, why does the killer must put the scar on every victim that they kill?"

"I don't have any idea but I believe that the killer is still around in this country."

*******

"Our mission is a success and we are 10 thousand richer so....let's celebrate!" Jackson tossed up his can of beer with Namjoon and Dami as they had a successful misson and decided they all get drunk for the night. After drinking more than two can of beers, Jackson had already passed out on the sofa while Namjoon and Dami was still awake as they sat on the couch together.

"Damn, he's the one who's hyper just now but he's the first to knock out," muttered Namjoon as he drank his beer. Then, he looked at Dami who kept silent and still hadn't touch her beer yet.

"Hey Dami, what's wrong? You don't seem happy?" Namjoon asked.

"Nothing just....  I didn't have enough time to do the scar on that target's ass," she made a pouting face as she wasn't able to do what she wanted.

"You will do it someday when we go on another mission." 

She smiled and nodded her head. Dami reached for her beer and drank it. After she and Namjoon had drunk more than four cans of beers, they've started to feel the booze and was getting drunk together while watching the dark sky at night through the big window.

"Oppa, do you think our parents are happy with us right now?" Dami suddenly spoke about their family. Which was essentially Namjoon's family.

"I don't know," he said shortly as he didn't want to talk nor remember about them.

"What about you, oppa?  Are you happy with your life?" Namjoon looked at her for a moment. It was his first time getting that question. He thought everyone didn't care much about him and stayed away from him. But, when Dami appeared and became as a part of his family, his life had gotten better as he finally realized that there was somebody who cared about him.

"Yeah, because I have you by my side," When Dami heard the words from Namjoon, she felt her heart throb inside. She kissed his cheek and his eyes widened.

"Thank you Namjoon oppa. I love you," she grinned and laid her head on his shoulder, passed out from drinking too much.

"You're welcome," he replied and watched the stars through the big window.

And I love you too, Yoobin...

End Of Chapter 4.