Do you dream of owning a mansion in Beverly Hills with a Maserati in the driveway and regular shopping trips on Rodeo Drive? Then you might be pining for a life of opulence . Keep on grinding!

Park Jimin despised tea cups. 

He really hated them. The shiny porcelain, the golden handles, the tiny pink roses that were decorating them were a repulsive spectacle for the twenty four year old. This set of pannikins was only used when a very rich guest was about to visit them and Jimin detested that. Social skills were never his thing, however he always tried his best when it came to communication with the guests his family was inviting to the Park abode.

This Friday was no exception. After three months of complete and utter silence, his mother had the audacity to wake him up from slumber, only to announce him the unexpected news that quite frankly Jimin didn't like to hear.

''Your sister is getting married! Wake up'' Mrs. Park yelled and opened the curtains widely. A loud groan escaped Jimin's plump lips when the sunrays began to play hide and seek between his raven locks. The light was a bothersome sight for Jimin at that moment. Blinking his eyelashes, he saw the clock and fell back on the comfy bed.

''Are you fucking kidding me?'' he growled with his morning voice and placed his pillow above his head.

''Language, you brat!'' his mother shouted and brought the warm mattress away from his body.

''Isn't this her third marriage already ?'' Jimin asked with annoyance and stood up from the bed, trying to find his slippers, the frozen marble that he was stepping on, making his feet cold.

''This is going to last, I can feel it. She is going to marry a very noble man, with extreme knowledge and education, quite handsome too''.

''Did she give you any photos of him or are you making this shit up?'' Jimin inquired and his mother rolled her eyes.

''Get dressed. They will be here at ten o' clock tonight. Wear something...presentable, not this tight fitting jeans with holes....'' she began to mumble and Jimin gently pushed her out of his room.

And now here he is, spending his Friday night inside his mansion, patiently waiting for his sister and her new victim. Cause no other word was suitable in his mind aside from this word. She had two divorces and she is only twenty two. This happens when you are a stubborn bitch. Her first husband was clever enough to abandon her after six months of matrimony since she turned his life upside- down. 

The second wasn't so wise. Even if they were both rich and cold as ice, they had no chemistry whatsoever. Nevertheless, their marriage lasted a whole year, until Chae decided to get a divorce because she didn't want to continue living with  a man below her level.

The sound of the bell echoed through the lavish house and Tina, their maid, ran to open the large gate of the building.

''Hello Mr. Jung. Come in, Jimin is waiting for you'' she said with a smile and welcomed the gorgeous man inside. Despite his cocky attitude, Jimin liked Tina. When Hoseok wasn't around, her and the gardener were his only hope for some normal conversation that didn't require the words business, money and marketing.

''Hi Tina...I brought this gift for the couple'' the man handed the bag to the girl and walked inside the living room.

''You owe me...I left my students two hours earlier just to come here and accompany your ass'' he remarked and hit Jimin's neck with his hand, who instead of complaining just smiled.

''Thank you for coming. I couldn't stand another one of their dinners. Especially now that Chae is going to bring her new subjugation. Third sucker in two years. Two years! '' he emphasized and since nobody was in the room, he put his legs on the table. His shoes were new anyway. 

''Is Chae that  good in bed? I might consider turning straight for her'' Hoseok teased and Jimin looked at him weirdly.

''Dude! Their marriage isn't going to last. I hate being a jinx but I give it a year, at most''.

''And why is that? What is going to be the reason of their separation this time?''.

''No idea, but if she gets bored she will find a way to get rid of him. My father told me his name but I didn't even pay attention to it. He must be one of these bratty, childish college kids that had everything done for them'' he exclaimed.

''Did you realize that you had basically described yourself?'' Hoseok mocked him playfully.

''At least I have some sort of sex appeal''.

''Your brother in law might be handsome too''.

''Shut up Hoseok!''.

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''Tinaaaa, why isn't the roast beef ready? The kimchi?'' Mrs. Park yelled at the woman who instantly dashed to the kitchen to check on the food.

''Mum...be more polite to Tina, please'' Jimin shouted from the lounge.

''Hello Hoseok'' Mr. Park entered the sitting room, dressed formally as if he was going to meet some sort of celebrity.

''Mr. Park, you look dashing'' the twenty five year old complimented the old man. 

''Did my son invite you? I mean, don't get me wrong, we enjoy your company but this is a family reunion'' the man raised his eyebrow and Hoseok's proud smile immediately faltered.

''If he doesn't sit with us, then I am not staying either'' Jimin said with a smirk and with a quick movement he casually settled back on the vintage couch.

''I wasn't going  to tolerate this sort of behavior, hadn't it been for the fact that we are expecting guests''.

''You mean my sister and her doggy?'' Jimin spat and his father clenched his fists. Neglecting the provocative comment, he went to search for his expensive cigars.

''I am so not ready for this''.

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''Come on Jungkook, we are going to be late''.

''We are always late sweetie. Thanks to you'' the raven haired mumbled the last part.

''I like people waiting for me as long as it isn't  my parents'' Chae clapped her hands when Jungkook's upmarket Mercedes entered the large mansion. The car took a sharp turn around the silver fountain that was beautifully decorated with tiny rubies. The weather was extremely windy so the twenty year old kindly took off his jacket, gently covering Chae's bare shoulders.

''Seokjin, park here please'' she ordered the chauffeur. The vehicle stopped moving and the driver went down to open the doors for the couple.

''Thank you Jin. The suitcases are on the back, can you please bring them?'' Jungkook inquired and after receiving a deathly glare from Seokjin, the driver went to grab their bags.

''Why did you say please?'' Chae whispered to the man's ear.

''Ummm... no idea. How silly of me'' Jungkook commented and after intertwining his hand with Chae's delicate fingers, the couple pressed the bell.

A man with disheveled mint hair opened the door for them, his eyes instantly opening widely when he saw the spectacle in front of him.

''Yoongi...you are here'' Chae spoke indifferently when she saw the man.

''Welcome Mrs. Park. You look exquisite as always'' he smiled at her softly.

Chae walked inside with Jungkook ,arm in arm, neglecting Yoongi's sorrowful gaze.

''Can you please tell me where to leave their bags? She must have taken her entire closet, it cannot be explained any either way'' the tall man that was following them asked. His veins were popping from the heavy suitcases he was carrying..

''Let me help you'' Yoongi rushed to his aid, trying to forget the sight of Chae with yet another man.

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''Mother, mooooother'' the woman began to shout and Jungkook felt the urge to cover his ears avoiding her loud voice.

''My princess, you are here'' the short fifty five year old woman yelled and ran to her daughter. Hugging her tightly she began to pepper her face with kisses and Jungkook stood there awkwardly, not sure of what to say or do. This was a totally new experience for him, both the marriage and the affluence.

''Mum, I would like you to meet Jeon Jungkook, my husband. Jungkook, my lovely mother'' she spoke and Jungkook instantly bowed in front of the woman. He tried his best to make his smile seem real, the wealth that was covering the entirety of the house driving him insane. 

Like a cloud that was fogging his senses, opulence  was making his eyes shine with bright light. Lavish mansion, expensive cars, vintage furniture, golden doors. More money that they could spend. Shaking his head and bringing himself back in reality, he attempted to find the right words to say.

''My pleasure to meet you Jungkook. My daughter has told me so much about you'' she spoke first, unknowingly bringing him at ease.

''The pleasure is mine Mrs. Park. Your beauty is out of this world, I swear you could be Chae's sister'' he kissed her hand and smiled.

''Oh please, what a gentleman. Come inside, you need to meet the man of the house''.

''I hope you aren't referring to Jimin'' Chae murmured.

''Of course not dear. I am talking about your father. He was so happy when he heard the news'' the older woman clapped her hands.

''Umm, Jimin? I am sorry, but your lovely daughter must have neglected to mention his name''.

''My brother. I had hoped he wouldn't be here but better late than never I guess. You were going to meet him eventually'' she grabbed Jungkook's hand and dragged in the dinning room.

Jungkook's doe eyes scanned the room's every corner. The walls were from marble, however one of them was covered with a very modern upholstery. The wooden table was already covered with elfin, porcelain tableware, a bouquet of white roses in the middle. The red velveteen chairs and the long, white carpet were beautifully matching with the silver chandelier that was hanging from the ceiling.

The man's eyes were stuck on the lavish furniture, failing to observe the old man that was sitting on the chair.

''Jungkook, this is my father'' Chae woke him up from his trance and Jungkook chuckled awkwardly, bringing his hand forward for a handshake.

''Mr. Jeon. Glad to have you here''.

''Thank you sir. I am honored to meet you and your great family. Thank you for the hospitality, everything seems so...'' rich ''...so pretty'' he remarked.

''Let's have a sit. Tina is about to serve the appetizers''.

''Excuse me but wouldn't it be proper to wait for your brother? I didn't have the opportunity to meet him'' Jungkook questioned. For an odd reason, he thought that the man would be a pain in his ass.

''You don't have to. He is coming'' Mr. Park pointed at his son with his finger. Jungkook turned around, only to be met with a savage smirk.

''Is this Jimin?'' he asked, quite surprised.

''Yep, this is my brother. This is Park Jimin''.