Never would I have imagined this actually happening to me.

Never.

You know it happens; you've seen the reports on the news. Even in movies, but you truly never think it happens to you.

And then it does.

As I was walking out to my car from a very long and stressful day of work, two large black SUVs pulled up next to my car, one on each side of it. I stop midstride, and watch as several men burst out of them and start fast walking towards me.

My first instinct was to fight.

But then I laughed out loud, startling one of them before I turned to run.

I got about three strides in when two of them grabbed ahold of one of my arms. I tried to scream for help, but one of them put a damp cloth over my face and within seconds I felt myself get dizzy before my vision went dark.

I woke up in the vehicle, and I was laying in the back seat with my head on someone's lap. There was a gag in my mouth, and my hands were tied together, and I was laying in the most uncomfortable position.

I wiggled a bit, and he looked down and his eyes went wide.

"Oh shit, she's awake."

"What? You cant even knock her out right!" I heard another voice say.

"What do I do? We are almost there."

"Just leave her." A third voice suggested.

"Do we at lease have a blindfold?" The guy I was laying on asked.

It was actually starting to get hard to breath. I had respiratory issues and cant breath through my nose alone very easily, so I was afraid if they put a blindfold on me it would further disrupt the air I was getting through my nose.

I shook my head, and made my eyes plead. "I me qwieth." I mumbled. Then I closed my eyes.

He laughed. "Well she's not putting up much a fight. You sure we got the right girl?"

"He was very specific." The driver said, as I cracked my eye open to look. "He had Seok follow her for about a week and that was her office, and she gets out of work late every day. So yes, I'm sure it's the right girl."

"Lots of people could be getting out of work early."

"Do all of them have a scar under their left breast?"

My eyes went wide when I heard that. It's not a scar...it's a birthmark.

"You checked?"

"No!" he replied. "You think I want the boss to kick my ass today? No thanks."

"He'll kill you if you brought the wrong girl."

"She's not the wrong girl." He growled now clearly annoyed. "28-31 years old, dark hair, curvy, blue eyes, and what was it he said...oh...a sharp tongue. It's her." (Yes, this is my own physical description - just pretend it's your characteristics instead)

"How do you know she has a sharp tongue?"

"Ungag her and let her destroy you."

I giggled at that, and the guy my head was on looked down at me before rolling his eyes and leaning back. "It's your life Kook."

"Shut it Tae."

"Both of you shut it." The one in the passenger seat asked. "It's the right girl."

"Thanks Yoongs." The driver "Kook" replied.

The car ride was rather silent from there on in, and I was wracking my mind with any possibility of what could be going on. They clearly know me. Whoever sent them to take me knew me, and why the FUCK was I not terrified at this endeavor?

But I never would have guessed who was behind this.

The vehicle came to a stop and "Tae" helped me up and out. My wrists were getting sore because I was tied up with a very course rope, and the gag was so tight the corners of my mouth was also hurting. He grabbed me by the arm pretty hard making me wince slightly. He pulled me up to this giant house that looked like it had 3 stories on it. When we got inside it was a bit chilly. I tried to take in as much of my surroundings as I could. The first room being a living room area, decorated modernly with different grays and reds. I was pulled into a hallway, the other two guys following us.

There was an elevator, Tae pressing the button for the 3rd floor.

"Is he in his office?"

"Yoongi said he was."

"I texted him when we got her, and he said to bring her up there."

Who the hell were they talking about? What could I possibly do for these people...or whoever 'boss' was?

Inside the elevator, I was briefly let go so I turned to see the other two that had been following us. One had piercings and a few tattoos on his hand, and the other had a cap on so I couldn't even see his eyes.

"Turn around." The one with tattoos said.

I gave him a mean look, narrowing my eyes at him making the other one laugh. "There's your sharp tongue. If she wasn't gagged she'd have let you have it."

Just then Tae grabbed me and turned me around just in time for the elevator to ding and the doors start to open. We walked down a very dimly lit hallway before turning towards a mahogany hand carved door.

He knocked three times before a 'come in' was heard from the other side.

When we walked in, we were in some sort of office. It almost reminded me of the scene in beauty and the beast because all the walls were lined in book shelves, filled with books. At the very back, there was a huge desk, where someone was sitting, and a couch and a few chairs near a fire place.

A fire place?

"Boss, we have someone for you."

I turned my attention back towards the person sitting at the desk, and my eyes went wide.

I knew exactly who this was.

"Ahh, yes. Thank you." He said, standing and coming toward me. When he got close enough, his eyes were glued to my mouth, and then my wrists. He reached out for my wrists holding them gently before his eyes turned angry and he looked at Tae. "Taehyung, who bound her like this." His voice was low and calm, but strangely eerie as well.

"Uhh, I did." He stuttered.

His eyes narrowed darkly, before speaking. "And did you consider how tightly you were tying them? Look at her wrists, they are starting to rub raw!" He yelled!

Tae just stood there with wide eyes, not moving, not speaking. Just then the man I recognized, Namjoon, pulled a knife from his back pocket and pulled out the blade. He gently took my hands and put the blade between my wrist and the rope, careful not to cut me. He pulled the blade up , releasing my hands. He then moved to my mouth and did the same to the gag there, and when he saw the red marks on my cheeks he then glared at Taehyung again.

"You are lucky you're my little brother or I'd kill you for this." He growled. "Get out! All of you!" They all swiftly moved to exit the office, before he spoke again. "Yoongi!"

The one I could barley see due to his ball cap turned around and looked at him. "Yes, boss?"

"Be sure no one disturbs us."

"Yes, boss."

He then exited the office and shut the door behind him. When I looked back over to Namjoon, his eye brows were furrowed together and his thumb was strumming over my bottom lip.

"I don't like that you're hurt."

"I'm fine." I told him.

His eyes found mine and he grinned. "I've been looking for you babygirl." He said, as his other hand wrapped around my waist. He pulled me in close, his forehead resting on mine.

"You could have just called." I replied.

He laughed loudly, letting me go other my hand and pulling me towards his desk. "What's the fun in that?"

I scoffed. "Well, me being terrified wasn't fun."

When he got to his desk he leaned back on it, pulling me in again, smirking. "You weren't scared." He said. "Confused maybe. Annoyed, sure. But scared?" He let out a sigh. "Not a chance." He said as he cupped my face.

I tried to bite my lip to stop my smile, but it didn't help. I smiled anyway, making his grin widen even more. "What is it you want with me?" I asked, trying to pull focus to the fact that he had his goons kidnap me.

His eyes became intense and his focus was not on my lips. "You have no idea?" he asked. "No inckling?"

"I would have to assume it has something to do with the last time we were together. Did you want your soul back?"

"My soul?"

"Well yeah." I said, leaning more into him as I caught his gaze. "I sucked it out of your dick the last time, so I'm assuming you'd want it back."

He gripped my hair and tilted my head back in one fluid quick motion. His other hand took hold of my throat and I smiled at the reaction. "That tongue of yours..."

"Soul sucking." I repeated.

His lips then landed on mine kissing me harshly and aggressively. His hands gripped at my body, almost as if he couldn't get me close enough to him. My arms wrapped around his neck, and even though I had no idea what kind of situation I was now in, I almost didn't care.

He groaned before breaking the kiss and leaning his head on my shoulder. "You have no idea what you do to me."

I pressed myself further into him, feeling his cock harden and throb under the pressure. "I have a bit of an idea."

He groaned again before lifting his head to look at me. "You like to torment me?" He asked. "You have no idea what I'm about to give you, and yet you torment me."

"I barely know you." I reminded him.

Though our one-night stand at the dinner my friend invited me to was exciting and raw, I had no idea who this person really was. But I remember how gentle he was, how giving and unselfish he was. It's the whole reason why I wanted to suck him dry to begin with. He deserved it.

"I know you." He said, reaching behind him and showing me a thick file. "In just a week I know your address, where you work, your family's addresses, your criminal and credit back ground. Your medical and education history." He said, making my eyes pop and widen. "I know so much about you."

"What's my favorite color?" I challenge with a raised eye brow.

"Purple. It's the color of royalty."

"What kind of pet do I have?"

His eyes softened and his hand cupped my face again. "You had a cat, but you had to put her down earlier this year."

Damn. I thought that would get him.

"And what do I know about you?" I asked.

"Anything you want." He said, and placed a soft kiss at the base of my neck. "I will tell you anything. Everything." He said kissing me again.

"Who are you?" I started with, his kisses continuing up my neck as I spoke.

"Kim Namjoon. I am the leader of Bangtan." I gasped slightly, making him lift his head and look at me. "Does that frighten you?"

I swallowed. "A little." I said honestly. But I was also excited. I slept with the leader of Bangtan? He was kissing on my neck?

"You have no need to fear me." He said, kissing my lips softly. "I will do nothing to hurt you."

"Are you just looking for another round...or..."

"Oh no." he chuckled, kissing under my ear before his lips pressed against them. "I want you. I want you to be mine."

"Why?" I breathed out as he continued to kiss me.

"You captivated my attention from the start." He explained as he pushed off his desk and turned me around. He picked me up by the back of my thighs, showing just how strong he was. "Your intelligence, your wittiness. I don't just sleep around with random women at dinner parties."

"Which by the way I doubt either of us will be asked to return."

He chuckled again forcing my legs open so he could stand between them. "Seokjin is a good friend of mine. He will forgive me."

"Is that who's house it was?" I asked as he nodded. "How did my friend get invited?" I asked, more to myself than him, staring off into the distance.

"Babygirl, you're missing the point." He said, his hands resting on my thighs, working their way up my sides before settling on my waist.

I refocused my attention on this man in front of me. This handsome, powerful, incredibly sexy man who wanted me.

"I'm sorry." I said, lifting my arms up and carding my fingers through his hair. "Continue."

His patience must have snapped because he kissed me again, this time with more fervor and need. His teeth nipped at my bottom lip, making me almost ravenous for him. I held on to the roots of his hair pulling him into me as I kissed him back.

"I want you." He breathed out between kisses.

I then wrapped my legs around him, his dick even harder than it was before.

"I want you too." I replied, moving my lips to his neck and sucking.

Without further hesitation he took hold of the pants I was wearing and yanking them down my legs. It actually jerked me off of the desk, and I stood there in just my blouse and panties. He then pulled me to the couch that was in the room pulling my top off as well. I started to unfasten my bra as he started to strip himself.

Before long we were both naked, and he pulled me on top of him, straddling his legs. His member was poking me, and flashbacks of how he felt inside of me spurred me on to feel it again. He must have been just as needy because he guided me with one hand, while the other positioned himself perfectly at my entrance and he slowly pulled me down his shaft until my ass hit his thighs.

I threw my head back at the pleasure of the stretch alone, Namjoon licking and sucking on my nipples. When he did, I started to roll my hips lifting my body just slightly at the same time. We both moaned loudly together, the breathy gasps I let out only making his cock throb inside of me. With building momentum, I started moving faster, grinding down into him making my clit scrap against his pelvis.

This was just as good as I remembered.

Namjoon was holding onto my hips, letting me set the pace and speed of our activities. But I wanted more. I wanted him to take control, so I decided to tease him. I slowed my hips, which made him slightly whimper.

When he looked up and saw that grin on my face, he shifted his strength to lift me up and then throw my back onto the couch.

"Do you want me to turn over?" I asked, as he started to thrust into me.

"No." He growled. "I want to watch you cum."

With his words I throbbed around him, my moans growing as he started to hit harder but keeping a perfect pace. He moved on of my legs to rest on his shoulder, the other securely wrapped around his body as he moved. He was gentle and tender at the same time being ruthless and controlled. It was driving me crazy and I was on the edge of my orgasm.

"Namjoooooon!" I groaned, my back arching. "I'm...I'm..."

"Say you're mine!" He said. "Tell me you'll be mine. All mine."

"Yours." I breathed out, trying to reach that sweet place.

"Say it!"

"I'll be yours." I repeated, now desperate for my climax. "I'll be yours Namjoon. All yours."

"Oh fuck, yes baby girl all mine! Cum." He commanded.

And I did.

Spiraling I came hard, clamping down on his dick as I did. I felt him grow impossibly bigger before he was letting out groans of pleasure and pumping himself deep inside of me.

When we were both still, silent, and breathing heavily, I realized what I said. And I smirked, making him look at me with a raised eye brow.

"What's funny?"

"I'm yours." I giggled again.

"Mmmm. Mine." He hummed, leaning down and kissing my chest.