I kept standing for a few more seconds, trying to convince myself that it wasn't The leader who offered to unite two days ago, who would order to murder me.

Was that one of their principles?
If anyone disobeyes them they have them killed?
Even if they are a murder based Mafia, that seemed a little extreme even for them.

I pushed the door open harshly. It swung open making  a thud sound capturing all the attention.

The first eye contact was with the one sitting right across from where I was standing, it was none other than Park Jimin, who had his head tilted downwards, but his eyes lifted as soon as he sensed the door being opened.

Something flashed across his eyes, before I could make it out, he immeditely regained his composure, as he straightened his back.

My eyes wandered around the room, seeing all those familiar faces again.

Huxley was standing holding a helmet, beside him was Kook who mirrored him.
I entered slowly, scanning their attire, noticing that it was similar to the attire I saw the two figures on the motorcycle earlier wearing.

They both turned to look at me with a look I couldn't decipher.

X was standing near Jimin's desk leaning forward, his tongue pushing the insides of his cheek, as he stared at me relived to see me alive.

"You know.." I started lowly, making my way to Jimin's Desk, putting two of my fingres on it, and dragging them forward as I walked.

"The Mafia world, no matter how fucked up it is.." I muttered darkly with a dangerous look covering my eyes, as I continued walking till I reached Kook and Huxley.

"There are still rules, that holds everyone in their place" my fingers snapping in front of Kook's face making him flinch.

"Ordering the murder of a high positioned Mafia member..." I turned to Huxley, glaring, While he was just smirking.

"Means that you declared war" I turned to Jimin, who was intensly staring at me.

"Whatever happened to last time?" I teased lightly leaning forward to press both of my palms on the desk.

He understood what I was hinting for, as he leaned back in his chair amused.

"I knew men don't keep their word, but I didn't think it would be that fast" I stated holding an intense stare with him...

"Change of plans" He shrugged smirking, as if we were talking about lunch options instead of someone's life.

I snickered under my breath, standing up straight, crossing my arms.

"I came to you on my own, that shitty move you orchestrated means that you are threatened by us" I mused enjoying this.

His eyes flickered with an anger flare. He stood up slowly, nodding at Huxley and kook to leave.

They shared a quick glance before they left without another word.

X was left standing there crossing his arms sensing the tension between us, as Jimin maintained eye contact with me.

"This is time wasting" he huffed before uncrossing his arms, and followed after them shortly.

That leaves us only in the wide room. The atmosphere was heavy and hooded with tension.

He took slow steady steps making his way towards me, with his head facing downwards, and his hands behind his back.

He stopped in front of me, staring me down with an intense stare and a michievious smirk.

"Making assumptions isn't healthy" he tamed shaking his head lightly, like a dad who caught his little girl not doing her homework.

I scoffed breaking the eye contact, switching my head to the side.

I felt a hand on my neck, with him taking a few steps forward nearing me again with his hand holding my neck in place and his fingures twisting my head to look back at him.

"You don't look away when I'm talking to you" I felt uncomfortable as I tried to shrug his hand off, but he just tightened his grip.

"It's disrespectful" he added smirking.

I laughed lightly, seeing the double standards here.

"Now, you care about morals. When you almost killed me not too long ago" I fired back at him with a calm expression, feeling my anger firing within.

He searched my eyes, before he let his hand drop to put them in his suit pockets.
The area burning after his touch.

"The only thing I will say to you.. " he leaned against his desk lowering his head, licking his lips.

"What you think had happened is wrong" he lifted his head to look at me with a serious look.

I looked in his eyes for any signs of mischief or lying, but there wasn't any.

He was dead serious, either he was mastering the lying standards and all of my 8 months physcology went down the drain, or he was actually honest and I misjudged what happened.

"How can I believe what you are saying" I crossed my arms skeptically.

He nodded while biting his lips. He stood straight and closed the distance between us, It was almost non-existent.

I felt my body heat up as he stared down at me with hooded eyes.

I felt like I wanted to eliminate the space between us and just make our lips meet. The temptation was getting to me. Every inch of my body was fighting against it.
The thought of controlling myself to avoid consequences was subsiding.

I shut my eyes and reopened them seeing how he was standing very still with his hands behind his back, inspecting my features.

He neared me until I felt his breath fanning my ear, as I stared forward. His mouth near my ear as he took small steady breaths unlike my disoriented ones.

"𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗿𝗶𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲, 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗜 ?"

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