Your POV

"Alright..." Namjoon sighed walking into the conference room. "I met with him a few hours ago, and just got off the phone with HR; he's gone."

"Gone?" Jin asked.

"Fired. Gone." He replied.

"So when you talked to him?..." Hoseok asked.

"I asked for his version of what happened." He sighed and looked at Jimin. "You were right...we should have never brought him here."

"What did he say?" I asked.

"His story was parallel to yours, Noona. He didn't even hide anything."

"You're not telling us something." Jimin chimed in.

There was a long pause and Namjoon locked eyes with Jimin. Jimin was holding my hand tightly and his grip stiffened as he waited for Namjoon to resond. After an awkward moment or two... "He said that he did nothing wrong. He claims that because she was not mated, it was within his right to...do what he did."

"Jimin..." I squeaked. "You're hurting my hand."

He let go and placed his hand on my thigh instead. He took a deep breath and let it out through his nose before he spoke. "So he's gone...what does that mean?"

"That means he is not here...but I don't know where he is."

"WHAT?" Tae shouted. "Did he like...run away?"

"Pretty much." Namjoon said taking a seat. "Hoseok, do you think you could run a perimeter? See if you can...you know."

"I don't know...I'd have to be able to smell..."

"Take Jungkook with you...he will help you and bring along a remedy in case anything gets out of hand."

They both nodded. "We will have to go tomorrow...I've already taken it for today."

"That's fine."

"Namjoon, should we be worried?"

"I don't know Yoongs...I have a feeling we haven't seen the last of Jackson."

Suddenly we heard a gasp coming from Taehyung as he was looking at his phone. He looked up with wide eyes and started to stammer. "Uhhh...J-Joon....you m-might w-ant to put the n-news on."

Yoongi scooted closer to Taehyung wrapping an arm around his shoulders and pulling him close. He looked down at his phone and a moment later his eyes went wide as well. He looked up to Namjoon nodding.

We turned on the news and what I heard sent chills down my spine.

"...she was found outside her home completely drained of any blood in her body. This type of murder is one that anyone would find abnormally chilling. We were unable to speak with her family, but our sourced tell us this had to have been within the last few hours since her mother spoke with her just this morning. Her name was Taylor Lace and she was one of the popular dance instructors for Big Hit Entertainment. We don't even know if the 7 CEO's are aware of her death, but one thing is for sure, we are eagerly awaiting a statement...."

Namjoon turned off the TV and ran his hands from the bottom of his face and through his hair. Jin got up wrapping his arms around him. "We will make a statement on Monday. Tae what is our schedule for the next month?"

"We have a performance on the 28th but that is 3 weeks from now."

"What group?"

"Group 3...they are the ones who are traveling."

"Was she part of that group?" Namjoon asked a sad tone laced within his voice.

"No...she wasn't."

"Okay...Jimin, Noona...I want you to work with group 3 and make sure they are prepared for that performance...we are going to temporarily shut down the corporation...I'd imagine for about 45-60 days."

"What about our staff? We would lose them if they didn't have a job come to." Yoongi reminded him.

"We have enough money to last us the next 200 years if we didn't work. Paying them for the time they are off wont even put a dent in it. I'd rather give them a large paid vacation than for anyone else to lose their lives." He said turning around to huge Jin back. "Jin, baby, can you reach out to the family...pay for the funeral, pay any debt she had and then give a compensation to the family...however we can that doesn't make us seen involved."

"I can do that Joonie." Then he kissed him.

"Alright...lets start contacting everyone."

We separated and each contacted all our own staff so that everyone was notified. Namjoon drew up an electronic legal document for all of our staff to sign guaranteeing their pay and an estra $2500 bonus for 'vacation' during this hard time. When we were done we made our way to the house...only to see the front door wide open.

"Stop." Yoongi said. "I'll look."

He and Tae walked into the house and a few moments later they walked back out. "The only room that's trashed is yours." He said looking to Jimin and I.

"Not to be crass..." Tae started. "But I think he took your panties Noona."

"WHAT!?" Jimin shouted.

"I know Noona keeps her panties in the top drawer of the second dresser..."

"How do you know that?" Jimin interrupted.

"I've done a small load of her laundry before." He said blushing a bit. "But anyway that drawer was completely out of the dresser and there are only like...half of what I knew you had."

"That sick fuck." Jungkook said.

"I swear to fucking god if I ever see him again..."

"Jimin..." I stopped him. "Just...don't you pity him? He's a pathetic sad excuse for a man...don't be angry...be sad for him." I said.

"Wow you're taking this a lot better than I'd imagine." Jin said coming up next to me taking my hand.

"Its just sad." I repeated. "He has to FORCE a woman to be with him? I mean...he's an attractive guy, if he wasn't such an asshole he would probably be able to find someone."

"He's attractive?" Jimin said annoyed.

"All of you are." I laughed. "But seriously whats with him?"

"He's old." Yoongi said. "Very old. He was around when courting and arranged marriages were the norm. When he was made, you paid for the woman you wanted...which he did."

"He's the one who tried mating a human...not thinking about how its physically impossible for them." Namjoon added.

"Moron." Jimin mumbled.

"So he knows where we live." I sighed. "What do we do."

"Nothing." Jungkook said.

"What??" Jimin asked.

"Nothing...we cant allow him to alter our lives like this...he needs to fucking learn that he cant just do whatever he wants whenever he wants...there are concequences to his actions...I'm sorry Noona...but if I find him...I'm going to kill him. Taylor was a sweet girl...and I can almost guarantee you that he killed her as a message to us."

"Yeah Noona...at this point...if any of us get around him...he's going to die." Tae said nodding.

I turned to Jimin and his facial expression was one of contentment. "I think we can all agree with that."

"I'm going to call the cleaning company and have them come straighten up the house."

We all made our way inside and like Yoongi said...our room was trashed and half of my favorite panties were gone...what a sicko. I didn't bother cleaning up and I pulled Jimin to the bed wrapping my arms around him. "I love you with my entire being you know."

"Who wouldn't?" he teased.

"You have a point there." I giggled.

He kissed me softly over and over until we heard a light knock. The cleaning services were here so Jimin and I decided to take a long, hot shower. Turned out to be a great idea because before long he was kneeling in front of me, one of my legs over his shoulder, and his face buried into my pussy. "You are mine." He'd breath out every so often kissing me sporadically as he devoured my soul.

That night we ran out of hot water, and I had to be carried to bed.