That intimate moment between them put a weight on the situation, at least in her eyes. You're not a fuck up, take a deep breath. Runa slipped on a black dress over her bikini along with stilettos and a silver chain around her neck, a few rings adorning her slim fingers that matched her shiny, black coffin nails. After reapplying lipgloss and putting it in her silver clutch along with her phone, she descends the staircase to see Jungkook leaning up against the wall, watching her until she stands before him.

"Ready?"

He didn't say anything in response, turning around to open the main door and hold it for her, and before it could shut in her face, she followed him out and gave nods to the guards stationed outside as they gave a respectful bow of their heads upon her presence.

Once he unlocks the Tesla, he holds the passenger side door for her and after she gets in, he does as well and puts the vehicle in drive, the purple lights inside creating a luxurious experience that makes her feel somewhat relaxed in the spacious car.

"Are you mad?", she asks after some time, figuring that maybe he was since he wasn't saying a single thing to her.

He was always quiet, but after what transpired, she couldn't help but overthink and wonder what was on his mind. It wasn't her fault, he wasn't a vocal person. She understood that. But right now she needed to hear something, anything that would wash away the doubt she was feeling.

"Now why would you think that?", he asks in his usual monotone voice, one hand on the wheel and the other rested on his thigh.

At the corner of his eye, he can see her shrug, "I don't know."

"If you don't know, then why would you ask?"

She huffs at his dry responses, "I just want to know if I made you uncomfortable. That's all."

He feels some type of way about that, and he looks over in her direction briefly before focusing back on the road with a thoughtful look on his face as he nibbles his bottom lip.

"I loved it."

His voice was a mumble, barely audible, but she heard him and pretended not to just so he would say it louder. Her heart did a backflip, front flip, any flip you could think of just hearing that.

"Huh?"

"You didn't make me uncomfortable", he clarified, "And I loved it", he added after a few moments and she turned to look out the window so he couldn't catch the flustered smile on her face that made her feel giddy and weak.

"I just wanted to make sure", she says through her smile, unable to stop because of how he made her feel.

It only burns her face hotter when he places his hand on her thigh, squeezing it lightly before moving it closer to between her legs and holding it there, the cold leather of his gloves feeling like icicles against her heated skin. She shifted slightly, parting her legs a little so he couldn't feel the pulsing between them, but he already knew she was turned on and that wasn't going to go away so easily.

"It's a good thing you stopped me. We might've been late to this party", he inquired, his eyes remaining forward and she looked over at him, shamelessly thrilled by his touch.

"I'm happy you're with me", she says out of the blue, and a small smile forms on his face making her gaze in awe at how beautiful he looks.

"I'd be displeased if you weren't", he squeezes her thigh, making her lips press together so she doesn't moan.

"You know how much I like hearing you. So open your mouth", he moves his hand under her dress and she gasps in surprise when he starts stroking her.

"Jungkook...what are you-"

"Take off my glove", he impatiently demands, moving his hand away and holding it out so she could do as he instructed.

In surprise, her brain was lagging and she stuttered, "But I thought you didn't want to touch me right now?"

"Fuck that. You said you wanted me to touch you, so I will. Now remove the glove and don't make me ask again."

His attitude sent a rush of heat between her legs and she already knew she was wet, again. Without another moment of hesitation, she gulped, pulling the leather material off his fingers and putting the glove in his lap so he'd have it.

"Good", his hand holds her thigh and her heart thuds against her chest as she awaits his next move.

"Now tilt the seat back and relax", his voice is stern, and to not tick him off, she makes haste with her actions and uses a button on the side to put the seat down fully so she can lay back.

His hands slowly trace up her thigh, his actions repeating a few times so he can enjoy the soft flesh against his fingertips. Taking a deep breath when his hand moves closer, she spread her legs a little more.

"May I?"

His voice was reassuring and she smiled at his carefulness and respect, "Of course you can."

A second barely passes and he's slipping the bikini to the side, his fingers sliding easily into her slit due to the arousal that soaked her bathing suit. Trying not to be too loud, she bites her lips and quietly moans as his fingers spread her slick around her throbbing, swollen clit, her eyes almost rolling back when his fingertips lightly tap it.

"Don't be silent. It's an insult", he says, taking one glance between her legs before pulling his eyes away so he wouldn't wreck the car.

Seeing as her attempt to be quiet was disliked, her lips parted as soft, melodic moans of pure bliss escaped. Two of his fingers gently swirled around her sensitive clit, stroking it a few times and the pulse against his hand made a tent form in his pants.

"Jungkook...put them inside please", she begs sweetly, her hips circling up desperately for more relief and giving in to her wish, he only slides his middle finger inside to make sure she's ready before adding another after a few seconds of stretching her out.

"This good?", he asks, although he knew it was because her voice got a lot louder and her back was arched.

"Mhm", she responds through breathless moans, unable to contain herself from the brutally amazing pace he kept throughout, hitting just the right spot that made her stomach burn with desire and the need for an orgasm grow stronger.

"Can I...tell you the truth about something?", she barely said due to the pleasure coursing through her veins, it almost made her brain go numb but she was able to keep herself in reality and not fade too quickly into the other realm he was sending her into just from his hand.

"Anything, boss", he responds, enjoying the squeeze around his fingers and the muttered curses that she tried to keep subtle because of how much that nickname turned her on.

"I did...touch myself...thinking about you. What I said when I was drunk...oh fuck...I wasn't lying", she gets out through pauses, her legs starting to get weak just from the sound of his voice.

"I know that, Runa. You can't hide anything from me", he says with a chuckle, and it sends her into overdrive.

"Fuck...Jungkook...", she moans out, her head tossing side to side as she moves her hips against his palm to create friction against her clit, which he purposefully denied and placed his hand a certain way because he knew she'd do that.

"Yes, boss?", he bites his lip, wishing he could pull over and taste her but they had places to be, and although they had plenty of time, he at least wanted to make her finish just so she wouldn't be upset at him for not doing so.

He had to take care of his girl, even if that meant he wouldn't get any in return. He was too lost in the sounds of her soft, gentle moans and lewd noises that filled the car to think about anything else at the moment, other than wanting her thighs squeezing around his head as opposed to his hand.

But right now, when he had a good few moments to look at her at a stoplight, his breath was knocked out of his lungs just from that pleasured look on her face, along with the sight of her pussy leaking all over his hand.

"It feels so good", she compliments with a chuckle, before it's cut off by a moan.

"I aim to please", he responds, the light turning green and with a frustrated groan, his attention is on the road ahead of him now that they're in the city, luckily concealed by tinted windows.

She could feel herself getting close, and although she'd hate to soil these nice white leather seats, it felt too good to stop when that knot was twisting in her abdomen, making her feel on top of the world. Not only because of what she was feeling, but because he was the one doing it to her.

"Jungkook...can you..."

When he looked over at her, she looked away flustered and he knew exactly what she was asking for without her saying it. That's what she loved so much about him. He knew her from the inside out.

"You're so soft, baby. So wet for me", he spoke lowly, very intimately and she squeezed around his fingers with a gasp, not expecting him to say that but his lewd praise made her ache to hear more.

"I wish I could taste you, feel you squeeze around my tongue", he shakes his head in disappointment, "I'll have to wait for now. But it's good enough to feel you with my hand. It's special to me, to please you like this. I've never liked these things, but with you, I need it."

His words were too much to handle and she could feel herself on the brink of collapse, his fingers continuously rubbed against that soft spot and his thumb started to stroke her clit in the way she liked best.

"Oh god, oh my fucking god", she started to cry out, closing her eyes, "More. More please."

She was aching for his praise, begging for it. Since she was being so good to him, he gave her everything she wanted, his pace never faltering because he was eager to see her come undone.

"I can't wait to feel all of you, wrapping around me. Your legs around my waist, your arms around my neck. I want to take from you. As much as I can", he notices they're getting closer to their destination, but that didn't rush him.

The lewd sounds made her stomach feel agonizingly tight, and then she realized they were now parked outside the building. That realization came as quickly as it left, the orgasm taking over her body much too powerful for her to process anything else but his touch and voice.

"I've never felt something like this before, but I'm throbbing right now. Smelling you, hearing you is killing me."

He leans over the center console, and holds the side of her face. His grip and intense eye contact made her whimper when he started to press heated kisses against her lips.

"Look at me. Look at me when you cum. I want to see how pretty you look", his gloved fingers stroke her red cheek with adoration, and the warmth of his breath against her skin has her spiraling.

"You're so close, aren't you?", he whispers, earning a hasty nod from her as slick continues to leak out onto his hand and it makes him salivate.

"You can let go, baby. Cum for me", his voice rings in her ears, and he watches with pure admiration gleaming in his eyes as hers roll back, her mouth falling open.

"Jungkook!", she cried out his name before that blissful sensation washed over her in sharp waves that had her whole body chilled and shaking.

Soft whimpers emitted from her when she felt liquid oozing out of her and onto his fingers and he slowed down, wanting to prolong the feeling as much as possible until it became too much.

Taking a breather and steadily coming down from that high, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss on her parted lips, moving to grab napkins from the center console so he could wipe off his hand, although he didn't want to necessarily do that.

No one would ever think this about him, but he was a bit of a freak. He would prefer to clean them off with his tongue, to taste her arousal but he decided not to indulge in that little fantasy of his. Seeing as there was a gracious stack of napkins kept for emergencies, once his hand was clean he made sure to gently wipe her, being extra careful since she was still in that sensitive state.

"When we get in, I'll take you to the bathroom", he says once balling up the napkins and putting them in his coat to throw away.

She hummed, hoping he'd hold her and he did. Once putting his other glove on, he fixed her bikini and made sure the seat was clean before leaning over to kiss her, taking in her flushed appearance from up close and how her doe eyes had a sparkle in them that he loved.

"That was hot", she breathes out, hiding her face in his neck and he held her there, his hand stroking her hair comfortingly.

"You have the prettiest face when you cum", he comments, only making her more flustered as she playfully punches his chest and sits up, pressing the button to move the seat back to its original position.

The things he said made her feel so good, but it was Jeon Jungkook after all. It would take some time to get used to this intimate side of him. She adored all of him, especially this new side he's been showing lately. A much more delicate side, vulnerable even.

"You're funny", she chuckles to ease the heavy tension lingering in the air, awkwardly clearing her throat before speaking up and acting oblivious to the heated look he gave her.

"We should head inside and find Seokjin, just to make sure Taemin is here."

As soon as she's about to grab the door handle and get out, the car beeps, indicating it's been locked once again and it makes her heart race, knowing she's trapped with him and has to face what's happened. She's never felt so flustered before, since she was the one always in control.

"Did you like it?", he asked, his usual frown of seriousness on his face and the afterglow on her features should've been proof of what he was asking.

But this was Jungkook, he wanted her words even if he could read her body language and facial expressions like they were his own. It made her smile nervously at how intensely he stared at her as if trying to look into her soul.

"Of course I did. But I'd say instead of liking it, I loved it."

His facial expression didn't falter, since he was still curious and wanted to ask more not only for reassurance but because he loved talking to her so intimately, something he's grown to love in such a short amount of time.

"Was there anything you didn't like? Did you ever feel uncomfortable?", he intently asked, eager for answers and she laughed at how serious he was being.

"Jungkook, baby, why are you asking me this? You know how good that was, for both of us. I thought it was perfect", she leaned forward and kissed his cheek, hoping he'd stop frowning, and with a nod in response, his knitted brows faded into a neutral expression.

"I just wanted to ask", he says, looking deep in thought before turning to her with a desirable glint in his eyes, "I meant what I said. I've never felt this way before, it's new to me, but I enjoyed it."

That made her chest swell with pride, "You did?"

He nods, and she asks, "It's kind of unfair that you won't let me touch you though. Aren't you mine? Don't you belong to me?", she says with a teasing tone.

Jungkook resists the urge to smile as he leans close to her ear and whispers heatedly, "It isn't the right time. When you touch me, I want you to take your time. I don't want you to rush, I don't want you to feel like you have to just because I do."

Her voice softens, "I want to. I want to touch you. I don't feel like I have to, I do it because it's a genuine desire I have. Please?"

Her eyes took a glance at his lap, unable to see if he was hard or not due to the length of his leather coat, but she could only assume he was. It seemed so selfish to leave him like that after what he'd just done to her, most definitely the best she's ever felt in her life.

"Another time", he pats her cheek lightly, and with a tap of a button, the Tesla beeps, indicating it's unlocked.

She's about to protest but he exits the vehicle too fast, shutting the door and proceeding to open hers. Once she deems her appearance good enough, meaning her ruffled hair was smoothed down, she takes his much larger hand in hers and walks across the pavement, her heels clicking against the rubble as they approach the extravagant building.

Upon seeing guards stationed at the entrance, Jungkook keeps a hand on the small of her back and it has her chest fluttering from the meaningful action as the two intimidating men stare down at her much shorter figure.

"Sorry miss, there's a private event here", the one on the right says.

"I should be on the guest list. Kang Runa", she says with a neutral expression, her voice calm and smooth as opposed to what it sounded like just a few minutes ago in that car.

Through an earpiece that the guard wore, he heard approval from the party host to grant them access, and a flash of recognition crossed their faces when they realized who was in front of them, and they rushed to apologize.

"Our apologies, Ms. Kang. You may enter", the other guard says with a respectful smile, earning a nod from the woman as her bodyguard follows her inside since he held open the door.

"I hope he's here", she mumbles to herself once getting checked in at the front desk and goes to the locker room to put her belongings away.

She grabs one of the towels provided and wraps it over her bikini as her bodyguard holds her dress and keeps his eyes to the floor, even though he just saw her legs spread only minutes before.

"Are you going to talk to him if you corner him alone?", he asks, putting the dress in the open locker before closing and locking it, following after her as they make their way to where the party was down the hall.

"I will", she responds, and a comfortable silence instills between them as they approach the thermal pool room, hearing the splashes of water, pumping music, and laughter from the guests.

The chaotic sounds envelop them as soon as they step in, and upon feeling the heat, she takes off her towel and Jungkook holds it, receiving a nod that tells him to stay close and keep his eyes open for anything. He disappeared, probably going to the floor above that had a bar and less people.

As expected, the party was a hit and the music was a vibe, definitely something of Seokjin's taste. Passing a few people who of course turned their heads to see her and watch as she walked through the crowd, she spotted her friend with his arms leaning against the edge of the pool, an attractive woman in each arm as he talked to a tatted male who was across from him.

Her heart leaps and she sneaks her way past a few people, hiding amongst them like a shadow to see if it was him. When he slightly turns his head to wink at a girl and her friend thirsting over him, she feels disgust bubbling in her stomach but hides it behind her poker face. In the back of her mind, she hopes San and Jimin's mission is going well, along with the task her men and his were sent on.

A lot was happening tonight, the first being Seokjin forming some bond with the last Min brother and gaining information, her brother and his new addition bombing the underground hotel in the Grand Central Terminal, and last but not least, the bombing of his drug shipment. She had confidence that things would go smoothly, and she felt lighter once she saw the casual exchange of laughter between the two men, meaning Seokjin had gotten him in his clutches.

It was too loud to hear anything, and she didn't want him to accidentally see her and flee, so making her way up the stairs, she grabbed a drink from the bar which was made upon her request for something sweet and bitter, exactly how she was feeling. Holding the cool glass in her hand, she gently swirled the blue liquid around before taking a sip, leaning her arms on the railing while intently watching the two men below.

She felt a brush of leather against her bare leg, and she knew exactly who it was when his hand held her waist, "Do they look close?"

His question is answered when he sees Seokjin laughing, already hearing that windshield wiper laugh buzzing in his ears even when he couldn't properly hear it due to their distance and the music vibrating throughout the heat of the room.

"I'd say so. Seokjin's quick with making friends. They seem relaxed together", she comments, not turning around because she didn't want to lose him if he possibly left, which would be just her luck if she only looked away for a second.

Jungkook was usually strictly business when on a mission, but he couldn't help but feel the urge to tease her. Especially when she was so close to being bare, the bikini only hiding the little parts of her that were for his eyes only.

And God did her ass look so good, he wanted to slap it just to hear her gasp and scold him for doing such a thing. But he refrained from doing so because of the amount of people surrounding them.

"I know your favorite color is purple, and I can't say it doesn't look amazing on you...", he leans in close to whisper in her ear, his warm breath sending a satisfying chill down her spine from the leather pressed against her skin, "But I think you look better covered in white."

Her breath gets caught like a knot in her throat, and only when he moves and she hears the soft thudding of his boots walking away can she exhale and process what he just said to her with a stunned look on her face. Yeah, this new behavior was something that would take some time to get used to, if she ever could.

"Little tease", she mumbles, downing the whole drink for liquid courage as she sways to the music and luckily isn't bothered by anyone.

She observes the interaction of the two men, obviously eyeing her friend since he is facing in her direction. Seokjin was a good manipulator, he was confusing at times due to his erratic behavior which only a select few, including her, could decipher.

Some might call it fake, but that's just the way he was. He could be all smiles and laughter one minute, and the next, crazed and yelling like a psychopath with no other thought than satiating the bloodlust coursing through his body. She's seen him flip out multiple times and was a witness to indescribable things that even made the devil cower.

So she wondered what they were talking about, she wanted to know what her friend thought of him because she knew he'd have plenty to say. It seemed as if they'd agreed on something because they shook hands and Taemin proceeded to stand up, water sliding down his perfect physique which Seokjin winked at with a smirk on his face.

Runa watched as he got out of the thermal pool in black swim trunks that hugged his thighs, showing off just how muscular he was underneath the suits he often wore that didn't show much of anything. He had a perfect line of abs that glistened in the neon lights, and once she realized he was maneuvering through the crowd to leave the room, she made her way down the stairs and hid amongst the people to follow him.

As soon as he grabbed one of the towels rested neatly on a countertop, which was presumably his, it was wrapped around his waist and she followed close behind, waiting to leave since the hall was empty and she didn't want to be seen. His figure disappeared to the right, so after a few seconds, she followed and realized he was now walking towards another facility room.

Upon realizing it was the dry sauna, she didn't bother going to ask Jungkook for her towel, so she took one from the racks and put it around her body, tightening it so it wouldn't fall. Through the frosted glass door that emitted red lighting from the room, she swiftly grabbed the wooden handle with a racing heart and entered, seeing that he was the only one in there, giving her a perfect opportunity to talk with him while neither of them had weapons.

She walked in and felt the smoldering heat relax her tense muscles, and she sat across from him on the other side, keeping her eyes open when his were closed, his head tossed back with a look of contentment on his face. It's silent for a few moments, and before she can open her mouth to say anything, he surprises her when he does first.

"Runa, nice to see you. Enjoying the party?", he muses, his plump lips curling into a smile as his eyes remain closed, awaiting her sharp response.

"Too bad Yoongi can't enjoy it as well", she taunts back, feeling a bit bold since he couldn't touch her here.

The elicited response she earned was exactly what she wanted, her expression neutral now that he opened his eyes and faced her with a scowl.

"I knew you couldn't be trusted. I found it suspicious as to why you had a sudden change of heart", he says with indifference, shrugging it off before his tone turns bitter, "Where's my brother?"

His jaw clenched at the nonchalant look on her face like she didn't care about the man that was her childhood best friend. She didn't. She didn't once regret what she did because he deserved it. His selfishness outweighed anything else, and that's why she wasn't merciful. He didn't show her that same kindness when his brother took what she loved away.

"Dead", her simple answer makes Taemin freeze, not expecting her to be this cruel even when he should've known the consequences of his actions along with his brother's.

The room was spinning and he leaned his arms on his thighs, his head falling while he tried to process that his little brother was gone and now who did he have to trust by his side? Maybe Seokjin, but that would have to be proven. And the woman who sat opposite of him enjoyed the despair in his eyes, the anger. He deserved it.

"You killed him?", he breathes out, trying his absolute best to not stand up and wring her neck.

"I did. You want to know why?", she asks, not waiting for a response, and continues.

"His foolishness got him killed. The fact that after what you and him had done, he thought I'd just forgive you both, disgusted me."

"You're a heartless bitch", he spits out, staring at her with a fiery gaze that showed just how upset he was.

And yet through it all, his 'insult' lit her whole body aflame with excitement as her glossed lips curled into a smile, "Being heartless isn't an insult. Besides, I have a heart. I didn't want to kill him at first, but you both forced my hand. I do what I do for a reason, but of course, it's okay that you blew up my car, killed my dog, killed Dong-Wook, and destroyed the city, right?"

Her scoff makes his blood boil because he knows deep down, she's right, "Your hypocrisy is quite amusing I might say. But like Yoongi, you'll die for your foolishness."

"Foolishness?", he asks, pondering what she meant by that specifically.

With a hum, she nods, "You're a fool to think you can get away with this. You're an idiot to start a war with me. Because you might have won a few battles, but trust me, you won't win this war. I will always come out on top and you will die brutally just like your brother."

"Goddamn you!", he yells, the veins in his neck popping out along with the ones on his arm from how tightly he gripped the wooden bench.

"Me?", she laughs maliciously, "You started this. You got power hungry and thought you could be somebody? The lost Min brother that was discarded and took what was rightfully his?"

Her menacing laugh and mocking tone makes his face burn with anger and embarrassment. Never had he given a single shit about what anyone else thought about him. But her degradation felt like not only a stab to the heart but a stab to his ego.

"Give me a fucking break. If you wanted to be somebody, you should've been appreciative of the power my brother gave you. You were reputable, you were feared, and now?", she snorts, crossing her arms over her chest and sighing out as she feels sweat build on her skin that made her glisten in the red lighting, "Your titles of the Yakuza leader and the head of the Min crime family will be swiped away before your very eyes. Why?"

She leans forward and relishes in the anger boiling in his almost black eyes, feeling her chest swell from the amount of power she held over him that he was unaware of, "I'm a Kang. I'm your worst fucking nightmare and when this is over, when it's just you and me, I'll enjoy seeing you on your knees, bleeding out, while your life slowly vanishes from your eyes."

Leaning back and closing her eyes, soaking in the heat that comforted her and made her body feel a bit heavier, she sunk into the atmosphere and its lighting that made her feel on top of the world, especially when she heard the door open, indicating he had left.

A few moments later, someone else entered, and curious as to who it was, she saw Jungkook standing there in his guard-like stance, wondering what transpired between the two while he was in another area.

"I think I scared him and pissed him off", she shrugs a little and leans her head back again.

"Jimin called, everything went as planned. The hotel is destroyed along with the drugs. We can only assume he'll be on the run and looking for refuge", he announces, deviousness melting onto her features.

"He'll find another hole to crawl into like the rodent he is."

Outside in his vehicle, his suit messily thrown on with his tie loose around his neck and dress shoes untied, the Min brother pulls out of the parking lot and races down the empty road, pure rage boiling in his blood that overwhelmed him to the point of tears.

"That fucking bitch, she'll learn", he laughs maniacally, unable to stop even as he dials a number and holds his phone up to his ear.

His eyes are blown and a craze glosses over them, he breathes heavily and curses with impatience at the cars in his way as he swerves around them and ignores their honking. Finally, the operator picked up on the other end.

"Hello, how may I assist you this evening?", a lady asks.

"Ten million dollars for Jeon Jungkook."

A few clicks later and the lady's smooth voice soon transfers to the other end, "And who might be putting this request in?"

"Lee Taemin."

That's all the information that was needed before the sound of a keyboard is heard on the other end and the lady's next words make the man chuckle, "Ten million dollars for Jeon Jungkook, the ex-assassin has been confirmed. Anything else I can help you with, sir?"

"No thank you. Have a good evening, miss", he hangs up and tosses his phone into the passenger seat, laughing crazily as he speeds dangerously down the road with the windows down and the wind whipping his hair around.

Hundreds of phones had rung, a new mission that offered one of the largest prizes any assassin had ever seen. As soon as the clock struck 12, hell broke loose as they searched for their next target, fearless and ready to fight the deadliest hitman in history, accepting their fate when most of them knew that they wouldn't make it out alive. But ten million dollars? They were contractors, a paycheck and the thrill of the kill were all they lived for.