Author's POV:

"You're the most disgusting and biggest pervert I've ever seen!" You said, glaring at the raven-haired who sat in front of you, sighing. He had been hearing you cursing him for almost 20 minutes now. But did you shut up?— no. 

Acknowledging the fact that you slept on his shoulder wasn't just surreal but also utterly disgusting. Purely defaming and embarrassing! It was a straight-up disgrace to the entire Choi clan. You were so disappointed at yourself for dozing off, lying on his shoulder, and not even waking up. Like— how comfy was that dirty shoulder, actually? 

You took a sharp breath and said, "I won't repeat myself. You've already forced me in here, kidnapped me and what not? If you... take advantage of any situations, I won't sit back." 
He couldn't help but nod, a corner of his lip lifting into a slight smirk. You hated it, you hated him. You hated everything at this moment.
You opened your mouth to say something but didn't. You pressed your lips back and looked away, glaring at a random object behind him. 

Currently, you both were in the airport, waiting for Jo and Azure to come. Probably an hour left. Though you both should've gone to the Hotel already, you were in no mood to ride a car with him so you, of course, acted stubbornly. 
Despite being a mafia, he didn't force you or torture you like in those movies. But you weren't trusting him. Who knew when his inhumane instincts would come alive?

A moment passed by in silence— and another moment when suddenly Taehyung's phone rang. 

He picked up and spoke, "Yea?" His voice sounded intimidating, cold and deep. It made you confused. Like his voice, his actions weren't that scary— excluding all those times he made you eat grass and sleep on the cold floor and said that one hurtful line to you. Your heart still ached because of that line. Whatever, he was still— a b*stard and inhumane motherf*ker—end of discussion.

"Okay.." He hung up and looked at you. You pretended not to notice his gaze and looked at something beside and behind him while sipping your drink. 
"We have to go to the hotel now. Jo and Azure are coming 2 days later." Taehyung's remark made you choke on your drink.
"What?!" You asked, your face scrunched up in a sour way due to the drink getting stuck on your throat. You coughed for a while, looking at him in disbelief. 

"Something happened. Jo has to stay back in Korea for 2 days."
"We could've brought Azure with us! You-" You were almost yelling but Taehyung's stare stopped you. You realised— you both were in the middle of a busy airport with people staring weirdly at you. 
"Why?" You asked. That was all you had to ask. 
"Personal emergencies. Now, if you don't mind— we need to go quickly. I have an appointment soon." He said. 
"F*ck your appointments. In no way am I staying alone with you for 2 days!" You protested. He sighed and shook his head saying, "That's what is happening, sweetheart." 

—Conrad New York Midtown, Manhattan 

You stared at the lady staring at you both, a little awkwardly. Well, anybody would be awkward seeing how you were arguing to every single sentence Taehyung said. 
"Well... we'd like to take the keys for the reserved room."
"Your name, sir?"
"Kim Taehyung." 
"Oh, alright! The VIP suite room... There you go, sir! The luggage cart is here, the staff will carry your luggage to your room. Have a nice stay!" 
"Thanks." 

Taehyung took the keycard and said, "Let's go, sweetheart."
"Don't call me that in public." You glared at him and looked at your hand which he held, tightly.
"Leave my hand, ugh." You said.
"I would have... but you don't keep your promises." He said, in a disappointed tone. You scoffed and rolled your eyes. 

"Why are we even sharing a room?!" You asked as you both got in the elevator. The staff members carrying the luggage cart were kind of interested in the seemingly 'couple-fight' happening. But who knew it was a kidnapper-kidnapped fight? 
"I have repeated myself 4 times in a row now." He sighed and said, "There are no sufficient VIP rooms. Only 1 is available until another VIP room frees up, we have to share." 
"I can just use a normal room!"
"I can't let you. You'll run away." 
"Your safety measures are surely... ridiculous." You said gritting your teeth.

"Just like your thoughts." He said as the elevator door opened. You glared at him. The urge to push him down the window and run away. Gosh— only if you could— YOU WOULD. YOU DEFINITELY WOULD.

You both got inside the room as Taehyung left your hand saying, "You can't exit the room without my permission. If you want to, you will have me with you. If Jo was here, he'd be here instead. So, you can only exit the room when I'm in the hotel. But you'll accompany me to most of my appointments so.." 
You didn't listen to his words. You just walked inside the washroom, leaving the door open.

As soon as the sink came into your sight, you rushed there and washed your hands with soap. Taehyung just sighed seeing you and frowned. He was offended right now, very offended. 
You walked out of the washroom, drying your hands while glaring at him. You noticed how his face was back to that— squinted icy cold eyes and an angry smirk which didn't look like a mischievous smirk but very... angry. If that could explain—

You felt a shiver run down your face seeing that face but no, you didn't care. You just sat on the couch and said, "Do I look like an animal to you?" 
"No." 
"Then stop treating me like one!"
"Keep your promises first."

You sighed, squeezing your eyes. He was so frustrating. 
"I'm going somewhere. The whole suite is yours until 7 pm. After that, we're going somewhere else." 
"I don't want t-" You were speaking but your voice died as he stared at you with that blank cold look. Sometimes, his smirk looked better than these cold eyes. He was truly scary. But anyway— not like you cared. 

—Room no 707

You sighed and finished eating. Taehyung was long gone, thankfully. New York's weather was supposed to be hot during summer. But maybe today was a lucky day. It was pretty good. You looked outside the window to see a beautiful day view of the city. Licking the sauce off of your fingers, you washed your hands quickly. 

It was 5 pm right now. You changed and freshened up, rested and watched some TV while eating. Thank god, he let you use room service. And that was unlimited. He was paying so you did everything you could to make sure he doesn't have a receipt shorter than 300 centimetres. You were acting too evil at this moment but you kept justifying that it was all right. 

"Does it look like I'm kidnapped? Isn't this all too luxurious?" You asked yourself, sipping the unicorn milkshake with an extra bomb of chocolate chips. 
It was your 6th day of being kidnapped. You were actually doing better— way better than the first two days where you were living on grass. 

Not like it was only the food. Somewhere, you also found Azure fun, you spent your entire day playing with her or staying in your room while she was sleeping. You were allowed to use the TV. No telephone, no mobile phone or any internet connection other than Netflix. Yeah, not that bad, was it? 

But still— they were unfair. You were getting privileges in exchange for your freedom. Somehow, getting out of that mansion and travelling soothed you. But again, you were in a 4 wall suite. Well- maybe there were more than 4 walls but anyway. Not the point. 

You wondered how long you'd be enjoying yourself until he'd come and ruin it all.

—Ophelia Lounge, NYC 

Taehyung clinked glasses with the blonde-haired guy in front of him and pretended to sip the drink but he didn't. 
"It's really great seeing you after a long time, Kim." The blond-haired spoke.
"Yeah, I agree. We haven't seen each other for years, Tom." Taehyung said. The blond-haired guy supposedly named Tom smiled. 
"Are you going to that party?" Tom asked. Taehyung, in his attractive and deep English accent, spoke, "Of course, how can I not?" 
"Bringing any partner?" Tom asked. Taehyung just quietly nodded and said, "Yeah." 

"Oh, love interest?" Tom asked. Taehyung just gave him a tight smile saying, "Can't be sure how to put it."
"Ahaha.. happens! Our lives as mafias are just like that. No guarantee about love or life." Tom raised his brows and said, "Well, did you do something about Lee Taereul?"
"Yeah... I'll tell you later, once I work on that plan," Taehyung spoke. Tom just nodded as they both sat there. Taehyung looked at his watch before saying, 

"Oh.. it was nice meeting you, Tom. But if you excuse me, I have to go now." He got up as Tom said, "Your partner's waiting?"
"I think it's quite the opposite... but, I have to go." He said and smiled slightly, shaking hands with Tom and leaving the bar.

—Room no 707

You sighed and stared at the mirror, noticing how your face looked these days. The glamour was not really there. You sort of looked— different. 
"Lack of freedom... lack of good skin." You sighed sadly and examined your face a little more, making some faces. You stared at yourself realizing you were still looking nice. Strong, so strong for someone who was kidnapped and fainted once due to starvation.

You smiled softly which soon turned into a grin and then into a chuckle. A warm and soft chuckle filled you up. A chuckle only for you and yourself. 
"You're really brave, Y/N? We'll fight these 3 months easily and also get that douche a 500-centimetre receipt of room service!" You giggled, staring into the mirror. You were laughing to yourself but as soon as you turned your head, your eyes met with a pair of black orbs. Those eyes... 

Your smile flattered as your face straightened up. You stared at the raven-haired guy in front of you quietly, your eyes holding his. You noticed how his lips were slightly parted and his eyes were unreadable. Not cold, not angry, not mischievous... something else. 
Did he just see you laughing and giggling? Pretty— embarrassing to think of. But anyway.

You looked away, clearing your throat. Your happiness seemed to dissipate in thin air as soon as you acknowledged his presence in the room and he felt that too. He just stood there as a few moments of silence passed by— until he spoke, 

"Get ready, we're going shopping for the week."