A/N: My bitch ass cousin made me cupcakes for a speedy recovery and I went awwww. But her nasty little ass put a spoonful of wasabi in one and she fed it to me as a prank. Istg my soul has left my body and I can no longer feel my mouth and have this weird sensation in my nose. Now she is crying in the living room because my uncle scolded the living daylight out of her. Her crying is music to my ears. Little shit deserved it.

Queen's POV

I slowly opened my eyes. What just happened? Why is my arm in so much pain? I looked down to see a sling around it. But the most painful was my back. I tried to turn around and see. The whole area was wrapped in gauge and bandages.

Oh right. Sehun stabbed me with his knife. Oops, let me rephrase. I asked Sehun to stab Taehyung with a knife and then came in between.

Hope this sacrifice wouldn't go in vain. Please god, make Taehyung love me as one of his own. And for fucks sake I hope he stops doubting me and digging about Queen.

A sudden realization hit me as I saw that I was only wearing a bra. These fuckers had some kind of obsession with removing my clothes or what!? I stared at my tummy. Where did my abs go? I swear they were around until last week. I pinched the skin and soft skin came between my fingers. Then I recalled how much I used to eat in my spare time here. Wow someone just put on weight. Who cares though, I am fabulous anyway.

I adjusted myself on the bed as I stared at the ceiling. Just when I was engulfed in thoughts, the door opened. I sat up straight as I saw Jin walk in. A hiss left my mouth because I acted a little too quickly and it caused me pain.

"Are you feeling okay?", he asked as he sat down beside the bed.

"Yeah I am fine", I said trying to cover myself with the blanket.

Jin must have realized that I was feeling awkward. "Oh I completely forgot, I got this for you", he said and handed me a tshirt. "With the sling I figured it might be uncomfortable for you to wear your clothes so I got something from my closet. I have wide shoulders so this clothing should accommodate that sling"

"Thanks, I needed it", I said and took it from him. He looked away and I put it on, struggling a bit but then making it work. So my one hand. Was still within the tshirt as the sleeve hanged aimlessly.

"Taehyung told me about everything that happened", he continued. "And I'd like to thank you. Both for making sure he didn't make a rash decision and kill Jinyoung and saving him from the hit"

"Its okay, its nothing actually. If he fucked up, it would eventually affect all of us. So I kind of did that for Bangtan", I replied.

Jin nodded. "Namjoon's angry at him. Very angry actually. He is being yelled at as we speak"

I nodded. Good for that motherfucker honestly. He deserves it.

"Jin, can I ask something?"

"Yeah go on"

"Its okay if you don't want to answer", I added it to seem a little more civil.

"If its a question about gay men having sex then I am definitely not answering"

I chuckled. "Its not I swear to god. I just wanted to know how you got into Bangtan. Especially you and Taehyung since you are brothers"

He looked at me for a brief moment before clearing his throat.

"Namjoon's father was a Mafia leader. 20 years ago he got killed and at the age of 11, Namjoon took over. It wasn't until he was 15 that they really made him the leader because objectively the control was in someone else's hands. His father had a henchman who he trusted a lot. Our father. When he died, Namjoon's dad entrusted our father with guiding Namjoon. Kim Ah In, he was a good Mafia member but a terrible father.....", his voice trailed off as he spoke but then he continued.

"We were abused all the time, both physically and verbally. He'd try and hit Taehyung and in protecting him because he was so young, I'd take the brunt. This went on for a few years until he did something terrible. He tried...", he found it hard to speak.

"I am sorry, you don't have to tell me if it's uncomfortable for you", I spoke up.

"No its okay. You are part of the Mafia now. You should know. Everyone here does", he smiled sadly.

"He found out I was gay. I was only 16 then. He hit me more and yelled homophobic slurs at me all the time. But his vile mind also found a way to make money of it. He forced me into prostitution against my will..."

My eyes widened as I heard this. Their father was a terrible person. A complete dickhead. But then mine was no saint either. Dude forced me into the prison where they abused me anyway. So basically they were the rotten apples of the same tree.

"You know Sua, in the Mafia business there is a lot of demand for young teens. Its sick. If you tell someone that you have young kids for them to exploit, they'll give you double the money. People are fucked in the mind that way..."

I could see the anger in his eyes. The pain of being exploited and made vulnerable like this. Hearing this my heart sank as well. I had experienced this in the prison. Being forced into doing things against my will. Being sexually exploited by guards. Crying for days after due the pain and anger of not being able to fight it.

"Taehyung saw me one day. I had tried my best to hide it from him. But he saw me limping. There were marks around my neck and hickeys which were forced. My lips were bleeding too. And he lost his mind when he came to know that our father forced me to do this. I couldn't even stop him as he picked a wench and beat our father to death. Honestly I didn't even want to. I was grateful actually. He was just 13 then. To protect him, Namjoon took us both in. He did everything in his power to make sure Taehyung and I stayed safe since our father had a lot of allies. That is how we came to become part of the Mafia and we have been together ever since"

I don't even know why tears pooled up in my eyes. I never cried. I never did. Only twice during the finale of Goblin and Scarlet Heart. Why was I on the verge of crying now?

"We have been together 14 years now. Me and Namjoon", he added and I smiled. "He had a crush on me. I mean who can blame him. Everyone had a crush on me. Look at this face", he cockily pointed at it and I chuckled. After that a brief silence took over when both of us were silent.

"Taehyung you know..", he continued, but this time it looked like he was talking to his own self  "He was never like this. He used to be very bubbly and cheerful when we were young. But after that one incident that happened with him when he was 18, he was a changed person. He stopped believing in the one thing that he had so much to give — Love. He...",

Jin stopped as he realised he had probably divulged too much unnecessary information as he looked at me. He stopped and wiped his eyes as he stood up.

"Sorry, I went overboard. Anyways, I must leave now. Let me know if you need something"

With that he left. I sat and pondered over his words. The pain in his voice when he narrated his story resonated with me. And for the first time, I felt pain in my heart for the enemy.

———•••———

Taehyung's POV

4 hours ago

"You can go in now Taehyung", Doctor Lee stepped out of the room in which Sua was being treated. "The cut was very deep. It is going to take time to heal. But she is okay now. I have injected a liquid to help with the pain and she's dozed off"

I nodded and he left, allowing me to step into the room. Soft snores filled the room and I stepped closer to her bed. Her arm was in a sling. I saw that Doctor Lee had to tear her shirt open to treat her. She was going to get so mad knowing someone took her clothes off again.I took a seat beside her as I looked at her sleep.

On her ribcage, right below her bra I saw a tattoo which I seemed to have missed the last time.

Yehet

What did Yehet mean?

Something else was there on the other side as well. I stood up and peeped.

Shawty Imma party till the sundown

A snicker left my mouth. What the heck was that? Was this woman going around tattooing random phrases on her body or what? And that too as a police officer?? A chuckle left my mouth as I saw that Shawty imma party till the sundown written in Calligraphy, as if it were some phrase from the renaissance or something.

Involuntarily my finger traced the tattoo. Her skin was soft, almost like a baby's. My eyes fell on her face next. She really was beautiful. Especially when she was asleep because then she didn't keep talking. I could at least admire her face in peace.

I recalled the events from earlier. How she let that knife hit her instead of me. Why would she do that? Why would anyone do that for me? Especially in this business where no one cared for the other?

My fingers tucked her hair behind her ear and I heard her grunt before she turned a little and went back to sleeping. I heard another grunt and she shifted in the bed before throwing the blanket to the side.

"Lee Minho.... marry me...", she murmured in her sleep.

I was taken aback for a second. Who was this Lee Minho? Did she have someone she liked? Probably a significant other? But when we did a background check on her, it didn't show any of this. No names popped up.

"I love you Gong Yoo... I will marry you as well...."

Wait. How many lovers did she have? Was she into polygamy?

"Ji Chang Wook... you absolute sexy beast"

Wait what. Three of them? She didn't look like someone who'd be indulging these many men.

"Jennie, I am gay only for you"

WOMEN TOO!?

"Hyun Bin..... wear that military uniform for me daddy....."

WTF.

I immediately stepped away from the bed. Rage filled within me. Four men and one woman for a single lady. What was this? A Harem? My jealousy must have peaked right now.

Wait. Why was I even getting jealous? Of course she could do whatever she wanted to. Its not like I cared.

SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU CAPRICORN HOE. I KNOW YOU ARE JEALOUS, a voice within me yelled.

I sighed. Maybe I was after all.

A text message on my phone caught me off guard. Namjoon wanted to talk to me. I pinched my nose bridge in desperation and walked away from the room, clearly not happy with today's events.

When, I left Namjoon's room, disappointment was etched on my face because of the way he shouted at me. According to him, I was ruining Bangtan's relation with EXO and today because of me, Sua got hurt. He warned me to leave the whole Queen debacle alone. Apparently Suho wasn't happy and had called Namjoon threatening him with consequences if we messed with Jinyoung or anyone else again.

"Hyung"

I turned back to look at Jungkook running to me. "Here, the file on Sua you asked for. Everything Boram gave me is inside. I haven't checked it yet. I didn't get the time to. So you do it"

I picked up the thick file as I nodded in acknowledgment. "Thank you Jungkook"

"No problem!", the younger replied. "Gotta blast now, Joonie called for me"

"Wait"

He stopped as he looked at me. "Can you do one more favor for me? I need information on some people"

"Hold up", Jungkook raised a hand. "I am not an informant in this Mafia alright. I don't do the back office work for you guys. If you want information, go look for it yourself Tae"

"That's unfortunate Jungkook because I was planning on getting you a Bugatti Veyron as a thanks for all the help. Guess you don't want it anymore?", I raised an eyebrow.

I could see his face change completely and now it was like a young boy with sparks in his eyes. "Bugg—ati Ve—yron", he stuttered.

"Precisely. Matte black, custom tires, Jeon J embossed in the back with gold. Leather seats and gold hardware for the interiors. Not to mention the AI technology. It's unfortunate that I will have to cancel the booking now"

With that I turned to walk, folding my lips to avoid breaking into a smile.

"Wait Tae...", he ran up to me and I kept a neutral face. "I'll do it. Whatever information you want. I'll get it"

"You sure Jungkook? I mean its just a preliminary booking. I'll cancel it if—"

"NO. No. Don't cancel the booking Tae", he raised his hand defensively. "I'll get you the information"

"All right", I shrugged my shoulders to act cool. "I need information on these five people. Lee Minho, Gong Yoo, Ji Chang Wook, Jennie and Hyun bin. Especially the last mother fucker who wears some sexy military uniforms. Find me Sua's connection to each one of them"

Jungkook was puzzled but nodded and penned the names. "I'll get the information. And Hyung, when will the car be ready?", he giggled. "I want to see it"

"Ah yes, it still needs some more custom work. So a week maybe"

"Okay cool. Thanks Hyung", he hugged me tightly before running away.

"Oh fuck", I muttered and immediately removed my phone and placed a call. "Hey Danish, listen I need you to immediately find me a car"

———•••———

I sat with Sua's file at the rooftop. I looked at it and I contemplated whether to open it or not. I closed my eyes and the events from earlier played in my mind.

The pain on her face as the dagger went deep in her shoulder. The way her eyes closed as she lost consciousness.

I felt angry and guilty that it was because of me this happened. I grunted. No. I shouldn't be feeling this way. Up until a few weeks ago I wanted to kill her. But today, I felt sad seeing her like this.

Maybe I should stop doubting her now. As I recalled every incident with her, a smile formed on my face. She was quite irritating and annoying to be honest. She asked the most random things. She had no filter. She was a big pervert. And for the first time there was a woman that had single handedly made the entire Bangtan feel uncomfortable with her nasty questions. I chuckled.

But I liked it. It made me feel happy when I heard her crack the lame jokes. When she randomly yelled 'thats what she said' at the most inappropriate times. The way Namjoon scrunched his nose in disgust as she pestered him with questions about gay men having sex. How Jungkook was always on his toes with her around. How she managed to irk the living daylight out of him. Or the way Jin and her laughed like Hyenas on jokes which only the both of them understood. How Jimin got annoyed every time she called him shortie. And the way Hobi and Yoongi looked at her amused because of her antics. I liked all of it.

I opened my eyes as I looked at the file. I did not want to open it. I wanted to trust her. I removed a lighter from my pocket as I flickered it before throwing it at the file. The paper instantly picked on the crimson flames and I watched it erupt with fire. One last look at it, I walked away.

Sua was a part of Bangtan now. And just like I vowed to protect the other six boys for life, I'd protect her too.

———•••———

Third Person POV

The file burnt on the middle of the roof. A hue of vermillion, crimson and red as it took turns to envelop the content of the file.

In midst the many papers with information on Sua was a picture. A picture of the real Kang Sua leaving the bar. Precisely the bar which belonged to Hyelin where she had been shot.

A picture which could have told the darkest and deepest secrets to Taehyung had he opened it. But now, the file burnt to ash, burying the very secrets he had tried his best to uncover so many times.