*Sin POV*

"This is my home, Jungkook. I hope that one day you'll be as comfortable here as I am." I touched his arm and smiled warmly to him. His presence was definitely very new and foreign to me, I felt so different when he was close to me. 

We had arrived at the hilltop estate and Jungkook was both shocked and confused at the grandeur of the place. It had cost me an appalling fuckload of money but I wouldn't settle for any other place.

"Come." I grabbed his hand and led him up the white marble steps. He was looking at everything with curious eyes, it was very nice to watch. 

"Welcome back, Sin." I looked up to the voice and breathed out a sigh of relief when I saw Jin standing in the tall archway to the house, he patiently waited for us to get to the entrance and for some reason I was very happy to see him.

"Has everything been alright here?" I let go of Jungkook's hand and approached Jin. If he did have anything crucial to say maybe it wasn't best for Jungkook to hear yet.

"Your brother is here." Jin lowered his head and gave me a quizzical look. He didn't trust my brother and I didn't blame him. My older, pale-faced brother was the definition of a rat. He would lie, scheme and betray people just to get his way and I fucken loved it. He taught me the art of taking advantage of people, made me the traitorous bastard that I am today.

"Jin, will you please take Jungkook to my quarters." I walked into the mansion without hearing an answer from him. I didn't need to, he's never disobeyed me and he never will. I made my way to the sitting room at the back, it was a gorgeous section overlooking several valleys and hills. Surrounded by glass and adorned with furniture worth thousands, this room could probably fit a small house in it.

In the centre stood a lean, well-dressed man with short hair that was bleached blonde like mine. He turned a pocket watch in between his fingers as the chain attaching it to his pocket hung in a perfect upside down arch.

"Hello, Yoongi." I walked up to him, a small smile played at the corner of his lips as he heard my voice.

"I heard you found a playtoy." He spun around slowly, the emerald eye contacts he was wearing made him look almost reptilian. 

"Not so much a playtoy, more like….a companion." I sat down on one of the velvety sofas and smiled just at the mere thought of Jungkook.

"I've had many playthings, Sin, and that is what he is to you. When you've made hundreds of men and women submit to you like I have, you learn that they all can seem special and….get you excited." He turned away from me slightly, spinning the watch between his slender fingers faster. 

"Enjoy the initial resistance, when they become compliant they become boring as well." He looked at me briefly then turned back to the view of the hills that were framed by the outskirts of the city. 

"I don't know exactly what I want to do with him but all I know is that I want him." I crossed my legs, staring down at the ground as I thought a million inappropriate thoughts.

"Well that's simple then. Fuck him." Yoongi turned around to me, placing his watch back in his pocket as he walked up to me slowly. I stared at the dragon tattoo on his neck, such a rough detail for such a sophisticated man.

"Oh I plan on it." I chuckled and shook my head, wondering why he didn't think that I've already done it.

"After a few good rounds, maybe a few days even, you'll have more clarity on why and what you're feeling." He stood in front of me, his hands now nestled in the satin pockets of his pants.

"Whenever I felt conflicted with a woman or a man, all I had to do was fuck them till they passed out and then I saw it was just carnal, sexual desire messing with my head." He grinned, obviously thinking of one or two extra good times. 

"Thank you but I think I'll be just fine, I'm a big girl now." I laughed heftly and stood up, touching his face gently. His skin was so soft and his looks unparalleled in the world, at least our mother did one thing right.

"Hm, perhaps you and I could go to the range one of these days….like old times." He grabbed my wrist and gave me a look that confused me at first, I had seen it once when he looked at one of his playthings….how strange.

"I'd love that, let me know when." I smiled and bowed slightly, he was older than me after all and our father would throw a fit if he found out I was in any way disrespectful to his beloved son. I walked out the room, knowing he would linger for a while and then retreat to his own home. 

As I made my way through the silent hall to my quarters I felt my heart rate increasing. There were so many things to do, so many ways to feel him inside me...however will I manage him? I reached my suite and opened the door, it was quiet, the soft smell of fresh lavender from my plants wafted to my nose. My mother hated lavender, that's why I put it all over my home. I walked around the living room and into the bathroom, seeing it was empty. Jin definitely brought him here, he would be a fool not to. I took off my shoes and walked into the bedroom, padding over the soft carpet and searching everywhere for him. I squatted down and looked under the bed, nothing. Where the fuck is he?

I turned around and opened the walk-in wardrobe. For the first time in my life I felt the smallest hint of sympathy. He was cuddled up in the corner with one of my fur coats wrapped around him. He snored so quietly I could barely hear it and his delicate face looked so docile when he was asleep. 

I lent against the doorway, watching him sleep with a content smile. What was this feeling? And why was I tempted to literally go to sleep in my own wardrobe right next to him?