I was just a normal ordinary girl so, people would of thought. I had a obsession. A really bad one. I wasn't your sweet average innocent girl. I was bad.

Today, I was making it my mission to take home my trophy, he was something I had wanted for a very long time. He was quiet and shy, but I knew deep down inside he had a bad side.

I walk out my house walking towards my destination. I wore my black fitted dress that hugged my every curve, with my red high heels. My makeup was done naturally, but I went with a smokey-eye look.

I added some red lips, so I could draw attention to myself. My jet black shoulder length hair was in curls. I looked hot tonight, and I'm sure he would catch the bate.

I had found out that he was going to be at the new club opening, and I had planned out everything precisely.

Once, I got to the club I was automatically let inside of the club. I was close with the owner, that's how I found out my little toy was going to be here tonight. The club was popping as the music boomed throughout the whole venue, the club was huge and filled with party goers. There were V.I.P areas and two bars on either side of the room.

Strolling around the club I look for him, he had to arrive already since his group was the main event. Suddenly, I hear a group of girls squealing, walking towards their direction I spot him in the middle. He smiles shyly signing his signature on pieces of paper.

"Omo!! Oppa your so handsome in person." A girl says caressing his arm. He looks up at her awkwardly thanking her.

"What a slut" I mutter irritated. I continue walking around the club until I find a seat at one of the bar.

"Oh. _____?" A male voice calls out to me. I turn around to find the owner, Minhyuk standing in front of me.

"Ah. Minhyuk oppa, the club is amazing. Thanks again." I smile hugging him.

"It was my pleasure beautiful." He smiles returning it. Minhyuk was like a brother to me, since I was an only child and always wanted a older brother.

He gets behind the bar making me a drink. "Oppa?" I smile at him.

"Ne?" He answers looking up at me.

"Can I ask you for a huge favor? I know it's a lot to ask, but-" I pout cutely. He stops what he's doing leaning over the counter.

"Tell oppa what your heart desires." He winks.

"Get me alone with Mark." I smirk.

"Anything for my little sister." He hands me my drink leaving, I could always rely on Minhyuk. He knew about my crazy obsession for Mark.

I wanted Mark as my toy. I wanted to break him down until he wanted nothing more then to only be with me. I turn around in my seat as Minhyuk calls out my name. I hop out of my seat, liquor still in my hand and walk towards Minhyuk as he takes my hand.

"Don't be too aggressive. Okay?" He whispers.

"I know oppa. You know I have this all planned out. Don't worry you won't get caught up in this." I smile at him.

We finally get to the V.I.P area where GOT7 is sitting, and chatting at amongst each other. "Annyeonghaseyo, GOT7. This is my friend _____, She'll be assisting me today in the V.I.P area." He says bowing.

"Araso." They all smile. Minhyuk leaves me with them, but whispers something into my ear.

"They leave in an hour." He whispers. I nod my head turning back around smiling back at them.

"Come have a sit" Jackson smiles patting a seat near him.

Instead I sit beside Mark on the other side, he looks at me oddly as Jackson looks at me shocked.

"Sorry. It was more space here." I smile seductively. Jackson smiles at my answer.

"Are you going to be working here now?" Jinyoung asks me.

"Not really. I'm just helping Minhyuk oppa out. One of his workers couldn't make it today and Minhyuk oppa needed someone." I answer crossing my legs. JB looks down, and sees my visible red panties.

I catch him staring and lick my lips, he looks away looking completely flustered. This was going to be very easy.

"Would you guys like something to drink?" I ask looking at all of them. They all nod their heads yes expect Mark, but I had a little surprise for him.

I walk towards the bar making drinks for them. I pull out a bottle of arouser pills from my pocket and spill them into his drink. Once, I'm done I walk back towards the V.I.P area, and hand each of them their drinks.

"Here you guys go. I hope you like it...I made it myself" I smile sweetly.

"Mm..this is good" Youngjae smiles satisfied.

"Glad you like it. Oh! Here you go..." I exclaim handing Mark his drink.

"Um...T-thanks." He utters awkwardly.

"Don't worry I only put a little liquor in yours. You seem like someone who doesn't drink much. Um...I'm sorry" I hesitated looking down.

"Uh. Anyi. It's fine...tha-thank you." He chirped nervously. I secretly smirk as I watch him drink his liquor in one gulp, this was just way too easy for me.

A few minutes later, he couldn't even hold himself up and he was also being too touchy, but I didn't mind.

"Ugh...you're so beautiful babe" He mutters drunk.

"Mark hyung? Are you okay?" JB asks him worriedly.

"I'm sorry oppa. I think I probably gave him the wrong drink. I am so sorry." I frown acting worried.

"It's Okay. Don't worry about it." JB smiles weakly.

"I think we should take him home now." Jinyoung adds worriedly.

"This is all my fault. I think Minhyuk has medicine in the back." I suggest looking down.

"Um...we'll stall the manager and you take him. We're met you outside." Jackson nods walking into the crowd.

The rest of them get up, and I call out to Minhyuk to help with the rest of my plan. The last thing was to get Mark out of here without being seen.

"Minhyuk hyung. Please get Mark hyung sober." They all leave heading out towards the front door of the venue, Minhyuk follows behind them, but turns around and winks at me. I take Mark towards the back through the back door.

"Oppa? Can you walk?" I ask him, but he continues groping my ass.

"Mm... why don't we head inside a room." He smirks.

"Trust me we will once we get out of here." I wink at him. I get him into a taxi I hailed down and tell the taxi driver my address.

"Mm..baby." Mark whispers drunkly. He caresses my thigh leaning towards me, but I push him away looking at him.

"Not right now, oppa." I whisper in his ear. He smiles cheekily at me touching me once again.

Finally, we arrive at my house, I pay the taxi driver adding extra money to keep him quiet. I unlock my front door pulling Mark along with me, placing him onto my couch he lays there staring up at me.

"Your so sexy. I just want to fuck you. " He growls trying to get up.

"Oh. Oppa you shouldn't waste your energy now. Save it for tomorrow when your sober." I walk towards him standing in front of him, he takes this as his opportunity to touch me.

"I rather fuck you now and rip that dress off." He whispers tugging on my dress. I remove his hand straddling myself on his waist.

"Maybe I'll let you if you behave. You've been a very bad boy" I smirk caressing his crotch. He closes his eyes groaning.

"Ugh...yes..." he moans.

"Someone is a little sensitive." I whisper into his ear. I move away as he opens his eyes.

"You're a fucking tease." He snarls irritated.

"Tease? Oh, oppa you haven't seen nothing yet." He was intoxicated and I wasn't going to take advantage of his unstable state.

"Let me get you some medicine before you get a hangover." I get up leaving out the living room into the kitchen. I grab the medicine from the draw and pour some water into a cup. Walking back into the living room I sit beside him and help him sit up.

"Why...? I don't want any damm medicine!" He yelled in irritation.

"If you take it like a good boy. Then I'll let you Fuck me." I whisper into his ear. I lick along his ear, nibbling on his earlobe.

"Mmm...okay." He moans loving the sensation. I pull away handing him the pill and some water, he takes them as I take the cup from him.

"Good boy." He lays back down on the couch falling into a deep slumber.

As much as I wanted him to touch me, I didn't want to take advantage of him in his weak state. I grab him pulling him off the couch and drag him down the stairs.

"Fuck!! For a skinny guy your heavy." I whine as I bring him downstairs.

Once, downstairs I lay him on the bed and start removing his suit jacket. I grab both his hands tying them up on the post of the bed, I rather leave the duct tape off his mouth. He didn't look like a screamer. I cover a blanket over him walking back upstairs. That night I went to bed satisfied with myself. I had finally captured my little toy.