As dramatically as Taehyung made his exit, it had, in the end, been all for naught. He was now patiently waiting for Jungkook to come down, so they could leave together for the meeting they had today. No matter their internal conflicts, he'd never let it affect their business. Their father had trusted their long built empire on them, and they would never break their trust. They will never disappoint him.

Through the black tinted windows of the car he was sweated in, he watched Jungkook stroll towards them with utmost confidence in his walk. His aura alone was so powerful that just a look at his side would make people fall on their knees. He could see the power oozing out of him in waves, making his heart swell with pride. There couldn't have been any greater leader than Jungkook and he always knew this. He knew that out of them both it was always him who was supposed to lead. He would always be by his side, even behind him, but never infront of him. This was the reason why he swore fealty to him. If Jungkook was the king then he wants to be the platform Jungkook steps on to climb on his throne. He wants to be the stepping ladder in his success. There was no such thing as jealousy in between them. Only pride and trust.

Jungkook climbs in the car and takes a seat right beside him. This makes Taehyung turn to his side, as he stares at him with a look of respect and fondness in his eyes. All his previous anger completely forgotten. He flattens his palm on Jungkook's Armani suit, as a way of acknowledgement and caresses the surface while they both hold each other's gaze.

"Look who's not angry anymore." Jungkook teases him but Taehyung only smirks in reply and leans forward. His nicotine tainted breath mingles with Jungkook's minty one, and he knows that the younger is twitching to clash their lips together. But he won't let him do it. This will be a reward, that Jungkook doesn't deserve yet. He'll have to earn it this time. He'll have to play hard, to win.

"When are you getting your tattoo?" He maintains his position and doesn't move back even an inch. He was having immense fun in teasing and seducing this mafia boss infront of him. So much power in his hand, yet he was begging him with his eyes to close a small gap. A king, acting like a slave. Maybe it wasn't so bad to let people know. To let them know that the man they fear so much is so easily broken with just a look of his eyes. He could feel the driver stealing very sneaky glances at them through the rear view mirror. He didn't want to get caught in his staring fest, but he also wanted to sate his curiousity. Too bad, he won't be getting any show today.

"Right after the meeting." Came Jungkook's reply. He was talking about the Army tattoo. The leader of their clan is supposed to have that tattoo. It was their father who had it before, but now that Jungkook took over, it was him who was supposed to wear the name on his skin. The members of their clans were called Army. It was kind of cliche of their father to come up with this name. He said that all of his clan members were minutely chosen. Every single one of them is equivalent to an Army. What to say? Their father considered his clan his family. It's a dirty business indeed, but it still held too many emotions.

Taehyung moved back from his position, leaving Jungkook hanging, and then faced ahead, waiting to reach their destination. The car soon stopped, indicating their arrival and the valets came rushing to open their door. Taehyung stepped out first since he had to walk over to Jungkook's side and as soon as he reached there, Jungkook stepped out too.

Their guards were already on their positions and opened the door for them, walking ten steps ahead and back to ensure their safety. They are in a Royal style hotel right now, which is actually a disguise for a brother. You can get what you want here if you know who to ask and if you have the right amount to pay. If not then you can simply enjoy your stay. No one really comes here to stay though. Everyone knows what goes here. The amount of profit they make from this business is no joke. But recently, there has been a drop in the profit. A drop. They're still in profit though. So today they'll be meeting with the owner of this brothel and many more alike and discuss the reason for the drop in the profit.

"Mr Jeon, Mr Kim." The owner greeted  them, as he stood up from his seat on the couch and walked towards them to shake their hands.

"Jimin. How have you been?" Jungkook asked him after taking his hand for a shake. Taehyung gave him a short acknowledging nod before releasing his hand.

"Busy. Very busy." Jimin answered with a smile as they all took their seats on the couch. Jimin was dressed in an all red formal suit, with his high waisted pants hugging his lean body gracefully, making him look as inviting as ever. An all red suit would definitely not be something you wear in meetings like this, but Jimin has always been a charmer when it comes to dressing. He makes every outfit look appropriate in every occasion. His eyes were painted in a smokey black and pink shade, perfectly popping out his almond eyes and entrapping its onlooker in its grasp. After all these years Jimin had perfected the art of seduction. He knew how to leave them wanting more, he was the perfect person in this kind of job. The perfect owner.

"Busy is good. But apparently you're not busy enough. There has been a drop in profit Jimin, may I know why?" Jungkook inquired in a firm tone, a sign that he was no longer in the mood to joke.

"People have started demanding more. They're asking to see faces." This much information was enough to make them understand the situation. They never spoke too much. Redundancy was just a nuisance.

"Then let them. Everyone who comes here stays. Many of them have been working here for years. I doubt they care about their dignity anymore." Jungkook mostly did all the talking while Taehyung listened carefully. He only butted when he deemed it absolutely necessary. He wasn't forbidden from speaking in between. Not at all. He just didn't enjoy talking very much. His intense stare was enough to get things done anyway. He looked very intimidating even with his resting face, he's been told so very often.

"Yes they don't leave because they don't feel the need to. Their identity stay behind their masks. They live a double life and they don't want to disturb their other life. That's how I run my business Jeon. And I've been very successful in it." Jungkook leans back at that and crosses his right leg over his left.

"I know that Park. If things were the same though, then we wouldn't be here. But I have my trust in you. You must have come up with something." Taehyung leaned forward now, interested to hear what Jimin has to suggest. Also interested as to why the other "issue" hadn't been addressed yet.

"They want more, so I've planned to give them more." There's a smug smile on Jimin's face as he looked proud and confident of whatever idea he had in his mind.

"You made it clear that you won't be revealing their identities." Taehyung finally spoke for the first time since they came here.

"Yes that rule stays the same. I've decided to broaden my options." Jungkook knitted his eyebrows at this.

"Elaborate." He spoke.

"I'll be offering them men too now. We'll be the first ever doll house to do that. You know with how the government and society thinks about homosexuality, it's very difficult to come across a nice ass to fuck. They'll get that here." Jungkook smirks at Jimin's idea, certainly very pleased while Taehyung's face retorted in slight annoyance.

"Boys. Not men. Men don't take it up their ass." Taehyung spat out making Jungkook raise his eyebrows at him. Taehyung immediately regretted his words, not because he was scared, but only cause it was disrespectful against Jungkook.

"Are you doubting my masculinity now Taehyung?" Jungkook's voice had turned a few octaves deeper making Taehyung gulp. Taehyung could never doubt that. He would be the last person to hold that kind of opinion about Jungkook. He knew Jungkook knew that too. But he was surprised how Jungkook could say that so easily, so confidently. No ounce of hesitance or embarrassment in his voice.

"Now that's some tea. Since when did you take it up your ass Jeon?" Jimin asked him with a smirk on his face. There was a teasing tone in his voice and Taehyung didn't like that.

"You don't have to worry about it Park. There's no way your dick is going anywhere near his hole." A throaty laughter could be heard from right beside them, Jungkook being the source of it. It looked like Taehyung's words had amused him a lot.

"Wouldn't even think about it. The only place I top is my business. Jeon would know that better than anyone." Taehyung didn't know how to feel about this information. Jungkook has fucked Jimin? He wasn't jealous or any of that shit. If he started letting his emotions get affected by where all Jungkook's dick has been then he would probably spend all his life crying. No, he was just disappointed. This is was a very unprofessional thing Jungkook had done. Jimin handles their business and fucking their business partners was against their rule. They could get attached and that would affect their business. He will sure have a lot to discuss with Jungkook after this meeting.

"From where will you get these men?" Taehyung asked, not wanting to discuss about sex anymore. Funny cause the whole point of this meeting was offering people some good sex.

"You were never curious where I brought my girls from." Jimin looked a little too relaxed right now. It looked almost as if he wasn't scared of him, and that wasn't good. And he swears if that was because Jimin feels too smug about fucking Jungkook then the younger is in for an earful. Before he could open his mouth to the warn the latter, another voice cut him to it.

"Mind the tone you speak with Park and who you're speaking to. My gun, shoved against your throat would be a good reminder if your memories have gone rust. The only reason we treat you nice and excuse you for your attitude is because you bring good profit. Try testing the waters and you'll chocking on your own blood, I can guarantee you that. You are no friend of ours. Now, be a good little employee, and answer the question you're asked, without acting too smart." The satisfaction Taehyung felt after seeing the colours washing off from Jimin's face, was nothing like he ever felt before. Just like Jungkook said, he liked the other male because he brought good profit, but doesn't mean he gets the right to act all smug. He, at all times needs to remember his place and that is below them. And that's exactly how it stays forever.

"The answer is nothing new. We get the guys just like we get the girls. We lure them in stating that they'll be modeling naked, then say they'll shoot a porn which won't be released here, and eventually offer them to work as prostitutes. If they agree then great, if not then we let them go." Taehyung knew this already so he just nodded his head, still waiting for Jimin to bring up the incident. When he didn't, he decided to indirectly bring it up instead.

"What about cross checking them? Do you do proper background check or not?" Taehyung felt Jimin flinch but soon the look of fear turned into anger.

"Is that why your men have been frequenting their visits? Treating my dolls badly?" Jimin asked through gritted teeth. Taehyung smirked and leaned back on the couch he was seated on.

"I don't know Park. You tell me. Why am I doing this?" Jimin clutches the couch tightly as he didn't know what to say in this situation. It was a mistake. They did their background check up accurately, but that girl was too smart. There were people backing her up afterall.

"It was a mistake and a one time thing." Taehyung smirked as he got up from his seat and walked towards Jimin. He ran his pointer finger gently over Jimin's jaw before grabbing it harshly. Bringing his face closer to the now trembling male and looking him straight in his, with his intimidating look that was enough to make people piss their pants.

"I don't know pretty boy. Would that have been a one time thing if your boss had been killed by her that day?" He saw Jungkook standing up from his seat abruptly, as his handsome face now wore a big scowl.

"What did you just say?" Taehyung had seen this coming, hence why he never told Jungkook the truth that day. Taehyung had never been the one to kill "innocents". The category of innocents had nothing to do with age or gender, it just dealt with the involvement of that person in their business. If they're clean, then Taehyung doesn't mess with them. On the unfortunate night of his father's funeral, Taehyung hadn't killed that girl, just because she was loud, she was killed because she was a spy. She wasn't very sneaky when she dissolved her nail paint in Taehyung's drink with just two swirl in the glass. Those colours on her nails obviously being some fancy poison. That was why she was shot on her shoulders and sent into the basement for further "questioning", which Taehyung remembers, is still to be addressed.

He didn't inform Jungkook that day because he didn't want to deal with any drama and Jungkook was even kind enough to offer a good fuck. Or maybe persuaded him to have a good fuck, nonetheless, he did become a source of good distraction. 

"I have it handled kook." Jungkook scoffed at his statement, clearly not pleased with the answer but he was never the one to create a scene. Unprofessionalism, never being something he practiced and so he planted his ass back on the couch and let Taehyung carry on the rest of the "conversation" with Jimin. More like intimidation but that's always how they talk so it was nothing new.

"So now babe you deal with us. Our men with be posted here all the time. There will be a lot more involvement from now and you'll be a good little boy and fucking deal with it. No complaints from your mouth." He could see Jimin grinding his teeth in annoyance and clear humiliation of being rebuked like this, but all he could do was nod his head in agreement.

"Great. So we're done here and will be taking our leave now. Our men will handle the rest." Taehyung turns his head to see the sheer anger in Jungkook's eyes and the way his jaw flexed with how hardly be was grinding his teeth and it dawns on him how he shouldn't have hid the incident from him. He could only imagine what the consequences will be.

As they strolled towards the exist with Jungkook taking big angry steps, and Taehyung taking equally big yet equanimous steps, they were stilled in their place as the body of one of their men came to thud down right in front of Jungkook's feet with a guilty teen standing behind him with a pocket dagger in his hand.

And Taehyung thought, the day couldn't be anymore interesting.