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The clicking of shoes echoed all along the hallway as Namjoon made his path towards one of the rooms. He knocked on the door, and entered on hearing a faint 'come in'.

"Namjoon!" The man cheered, expressing his happiness on the presence of the tall man. "My man! You came."

"Of course" the taller said, flashing a smile that reached his eyes. "Is there any way I won't come when you call me?"

"Haha" the man laughed "have a seat." He gestured towards the chair across him on the other side of the desk.

Namjoon sat himself comfortably and looked around. The office was cool. There was a big TV screen, a medium book shelf, decent lighting. Namjoon liked the idea of the book shelf. According to him, a room without books is of no use, and a person who doesn't read is of no use either. Its fine, he's a book lover.

"I heard Yoongi, tried getting to you." Namjoon said.

"Ah yes. That guy is so desperate. But I wonder why he left like that." He said, "I mean he was close to getting a hand on me that day."

"Near the bus stop?" Namjoon asked.

"Yeah there." He nodded, "But how'd you know?"

"C'mon HanJae! Don't tell me you've started losing your memory." Namjoon laughed, "you were practically the one to tell me first."

"Oh yeah right. I'm having a lot on my mind these days. So maybe, it slipped." HanJae said.

"Is everything fine?" Namjoon asked, in a worried tone.

"Hmm, pretty much. Remember that Yeonha girl's brother?" The older man asked. Namjoon nodded.

"Jung guy right? Uh what was his name..?" Namjoon asked.

"Yeah, Jung Hoseok."HanJae said, "He uploaded those pictures. I don't know what to do with him now, I mean not like he can give me money or anything. He's just being an extra player now, that needs to removed."

"Oh I get it. Lemme take care of him." Namjoon smirked. HanJae laughed and nodded.

"Sure." He said, "But his sister is beautiful. We can get a pretty good amount for her."

"I haven't seen her though." Namjoon told him.

"Don't worry, you'll meet her soon." HanJae said.

They sat and talked for a while. Yoongi is so stupid to let go of a person like Namjoon. Well, HanJae has gotten his grip around the man, and its quite firm.

"I'll get going now." Namjoon said and stood up, "I have a few places to be."

"Sure, let's meet soon. We have things to do with Yeonha" HanJae stated. Namjoon smirked and nodded.

He walked out of the office, cracking his neck. Namjoon heaved a sigh as he escaped the building. This guy's got complications. Now Namjoon has to do something about Hoseok and Yeonha. He pulled out his phone and dialled a number.

"There's a Hoseok guy involved."

"Yeonha, his sister."

"Okay, I'm on my way."

Namjoon hopped in his car and drove off. Yoongi must be alone right now. Namjoon smiled to himself, thinking only he knows what. After a 5 minutes ride, he stopped in front of a bar. Its early to be in a bar though. 6 pm. But anyways, work got the best him.

"Mr. Namjoon?" A lady asked. Her eyes travelled all over his body, starting from his head to his toe, while stopping at his lips. Namjoon smirked and nodded.

"Follow me." She said and led him to the first level, where it was a quieter and more private. Her hips swayed side to side all the way as she walked in front of him. Namjoon wasn't affected much.

The woman stopped in front of a room and turned to face him. She was much of a beauty, he'd say. But not for him. She inched closer to him, placing her hand on his chest. Namjoon didn't budge. The lady sneaked a peice of paper in his pocket, while her free hand trailed down his muscles. From his chest to down abdomen and stopping dangerously close to his belt. She smirked and stepped back, mouthing a 'call me' and walked away.

Namjoon shook his head opened the door nonchalantly. There was a man, red haired man. With him was a girl, probably his sister. And then there was another man, who was supposedly there to just accompany them till Namjoon took the lead. He entered the room and signalled the the other man to leave.

"Jung siblings huh?" Namjoon asked, taking a seat across them on the couch as he loosened the tie around his neck.

"What do you want?" The red haired guy spat.

"Cool down man" Namjoon said, letting out an airy chuckle, "We're here to talk." He spoke looking at the older girl.

"No" Hoseok said, "We are here because filthy rich people like you freely exploit us like shit!"

"Fine, if that's what you think." Namjoon said casually. "Go ahead then. Let HanJae have your sister, give away the last and only house you have, sell away your bodies and if you survive even after that, then you're free to come to me." He said.

"How do you know?" Hoseok asked, alarmed by whatever the man had said.

Namjoon laughed, "Money my friend, that's what it all revolves about."

"HanJae sent you, didn't he?"

"For now, let's just say... Yes he did. Now its time for you" Namjoon pointed his index finger at him and his sister."-to answer my questions. Get it?"

"Do whatever you feel like. I'm not getting into this." Hoseok said.

"As you wish."

The door opened and three muscular men came in, walking straight to Hoseok. They held him captive, while Namjoon took a seat beside his sister.

"How about now?" He asked as one of his men took out a gun pointing it at his head.

"No!! Please don't hurt him!" Yeonha cried, seeing her brother like that.

"Uh-uh, not so fast lady." Namjoon held her wrist, preventing from reaching to her brother.

"Okay, Now tell me. How do you know HanJae?" He asked. Hoseok glared at him. "Speak!" Namjoon raised his voice, making Yeonha flinch.

When she still didn't speak, Namjoon stood up and took the gun from the man and pressed it harder against Hoseok's head, having his finger placed on the trigger.

"Speak." He said.

"H-he was my friend.." Yeonha spoke, with tears streaming down her face.

"That's it?" Namjoon asked, and loaded the gun.

"He is m-my Ex.." she spoke. Namjoon raised his eyebrows. This was a news for him.

"How long did you dated him?"

"A few months.."

"Don't you love your brother? Dare not lie in front me, when he's all in my hands." Namjoon threatened her.

"T-two years.."

"Why did you break up?"

Yeonha went silent at that. She chewed on her lower lip, while her hands clenched tightly on the sheets of the bed she was sitting on. Hoseok lifted his head to take a look at her.

"Fuck!! You're a bloody rascal!" He cursed at Namjoon.

"I would never say something like that, if I was being a bait." He said, pointing the gun at his left foot and pressing the trigger. Namjoon rolled his eyes when he heard Hoseok groan in pain. Yeonha rushed to her brother, crying and begging Namjoon to let them go.

"Why did you break up?"

"He just wanted...my b-body. He said that he never loved me.."

Namjoon and pointed the gun back at Hoseok's head, moving on to the next question.

"Why do think he came back at you?"

"I don't know.. maybe because I was the one to b-break up with him. And I said no when he wanted me to go to clubs with him.. saying he'd earn profit from me. He had pictures of me.."

Namjoon nodded, the questions were pretty much done for now. But he had something in mind.

"Do you have any idea what brother is capable of doing?"

"Huh?" Yeonha gave him a confused look. Hoseok shot him a glare saying 'dont-you-dare!'. Namjoon cared less. He rolled his eyes at him.

"Tell her what you did?"

"I didn't do anything." Hoseok gritted out.

"Really? Didn't you post shitty pictures of a girl, who you didn't even know?" Namjoon said with a smirk, "Tell her, you got paid for uploading those pictures."

"N-no.." Yeonha said in a shaky breath.

"Tell your sister, how you ruined her reputation by posting those fake pictures with her face on it. And wait. What was it? Why did you do it?"

Namjoon glanced at Hoseok. Till now his eyes were fixed at Yeonha, to study her expression. She was hurt and disgusted. Hoseok looked down, with tears spilling from his eyes.

"You got money. Fifty thousand dollars. And what was your excuse to do the 'shitty' deed?"

Hoseok didn't dare to utter a word. His silence fed fuel to the fire that had ignited in Yeanha's heart. She had never imagined her brother doing such type of thing.

"You said you were doing it for your sister right? For her." Namjoon pointed at Yeonha. "But look, she doesn't seem to like it?" He clicked his tongue.

"And guess what?" He spoke looking at Yeonha, "Your brother spread shit about that girl, for you as he says, which I technically do not believe in. HanJae paid him to work for him."

That was it. Hoseok's face jerked to the side due to impact of a tight slap from his sister. Namjoon smirked as he saw Yeonha grabbing her brother's collar and shaking him,

"When did you become that heartless!?" She screamed.

"For me? F-for me you got the right to ruin someone else's life!?"

"Or did you really wanted that money!?"

"I thought you hated HanJae for what he did to me!"

"I'm sorry.... I'm sorry noona." Hoseok cried. "I had to."

She fell on the floor, crying. Hoseok already wasn't able to move, thanks to Namjoon for the bullet inserting a bullet in his foot. He glared at Namjoon.

"You!" He spoke, wiping his tears harshly, "You did it on purpose! You wanted to see us break like this!! Fuck you and your goddamn money!!" He yelled.

Namjoon rolled his eyes, and told his men to get some medics for Hoseok and take Yeonha out of here. He left the gun with his men and walked out, like nothing ever happened. One walking down, he spotted Min Yoongi. A smirk crept on his face as he walked near the older male. Though, Yoongi kept a straight face.

"Doing that shit again?" The older asked.

"As if." he said.

Yoongi laughed, "Quit it then."

"Now that I'm half way there, quitting at this point will be foolishness."

"And you are a fool."

"Sure sure."

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