"Other kids are being sold to famous bands, why can't I?" Y/N's friend, Ami whines and watches her neighbor's daughter getting into GOT7's limousine with her baggage. "Lucky little shi-"

"Seriously?" Y/N questions her in disbelief.

"Of course! Imagine living with such famous group members, ugh!"

Y/N raises her eyebrows and shakes her head before continuing to take pictures of the scene.

"Y/N!"

They whirl around to see Y/N's adoptive mother walking into her room with a glass of whiskey in hand.

"Pack your stuff, I-"

"You sold her to a band?!" Ami shrieks in excitement, clasping her hands.

"Y-Yeah..." Y/N's mother eyes her in sheer confusion and slight fear. Just a slight. "It's BTS."

"Dang! You're so lucky," Ami sighs while Y/N rolls her eyes and turns to her mother with a bored look. Ami doesn't know what she does since they keep it hidden.

"You got all the proofs this time?"

"Of course." Her mother smiles. "Just like before with EXO."

"Good," Y/N says, packing her clothes. "You know the drill. A day after I'm there. Let's roll."

Her friend and her mother watch her leave with BTS in their van. As soon as she gets on, Y/N starts acting nervous and embarrassed as the members watch her in curiosity.

"W-Why are you taking me?"

The boys smirk instead of answering but she already knew. After a long silent ride, they reach their seven-story mansion where each story belongs to a member.

They show her to her rooms on every floor, used for obvious reasons-

She keeps recording everything they say with a micro voice recorder she brings everywhere with her.

"Jimin is first starting tomorrow," the leader says and everyone else except the said man leave the floor before he saunters to Y/N.

"Trying to run away is useless," Jimin chuckles, brushing her chin with a thumb and licking his lips. "No matter where you go, we'll still find you. You belong to us, babygirl."

Y/N has the inexplicable urge to bite his finger and flip him off, or throw up all over his Saint Laurent ensemble, but she sticks to her play and records him.

"Oh my gosh, Jimin opparr, did you really call me by that nickname," she fake gasps and throws in a few cringeworthy comments, successfully disgusting him and keeping him away from herself at least for the day. And that's all she needs for the day to pass safely.

She's finally able to flip them off when the mansion is raided by FBI and her adoptive mother who's a Special Agent-in-Charge, coming for her daughter the next day.

Thus, Y/N submits the voice recordings and has the boy band pay for what they were doing. She fights against human trafficking and slavery like that. So, what the fuck, Ami?!
To Y/N, there's nothing better than lecturing Ami after that and snuggling to her mother for a job well done as an Agent Trainee.

The end.

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Author's note:

Lmao what did I just write 😂
What matters is I finally wrote it 😭🥂 Hope it didn't suck too bad 😬

I stay away from stories like this since they romanticize... that... so yeah

On a side note, seeing many people enjoying this book is something I didn't expect when I started so I'm very happy 🥰
Thank you, sweeties 💋

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Werewolf (Hated mate)

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