After the great success of Jimin's photos, all the models of the city wanted their photos taken by us. Well, better said taken by Tae. With both males and females fussing over him so much that we had Kook to be a sort of bodyguard. He liked it so much that he joined his cousin's security agencies.

Many times scouts came through our door to ask him to be a model but he always refused, he was more interested in photography than modeling even if he could be a good one.

As for me, I think they thought I was just a supply of the store. No one ever paid attention to me apart from the one who wanted to enter in my grace to enter in Tae, Jimin, or Kook's bed. I was happy not to be on anyone's radar.

I was never a showy type. Flirtish yes (I'm a girl for Christ's sake), I like kisses yes, but never more than that. Every time I was about to, Seokjin's face came into my mind stopping me to go further and I hated that. In fact, I am still a virgin. The guys always made fun of me for that, especially Jimin. One time he even 'offered' to help me get rid of it.

As our fame grew, many agencies asked to be exclusive, not to let models from other companies in. We refused but they always came back.

One day, while I was at a meeting, also Sun-Hee came demanding for us to be exclusive with her. She obviously didn't know that I and Tae were partners, and begged him.

After his umpteenth refusal, she'd gone cry to Seokjin, that wanted to meet with us.

"Noona, you need to dress up," Kookie said when he got the news.

"He is right, Nao," TaeTae added, getting out of nowhere a suit, a three pieces slim fit, with a pair of absurdly high heels.

"Guys, it's not like that suit will do any good on me. I'm not that pretty. I'll only be ridiculous in that." That sentence made me gain a pair of slaps on my head. "Ouch."

They took me, better said dragged me, into my room and made me change. They suggested putting on only the jacket without anything under but I opted for a simple silk tank top that showed my chest plenty. I tried to hide it, unsuccessfully.

Once I was done Jimin came in with a bunch of make-up.

"NO, no, no, no, no."

"Oh yes, baby don't worry. I know how to use it."

"I feel like a doll," I told while Kookie was doing my hair and Mini the make-up.

"Hey, Mini. My eyes are up here." I told to a drooling Jimin.

"Sorry, it's just that your boobs seem so blessed in that top."

"They're too big." I sighed.

"They're perfect," Kook said. "Perfect size for my hands." Smirking wiggling his brows and high five Jimin. That time they were the ones that got head slapped by Tae.

When done they didn't let me look in the mirror, but just from Tae's face, I supposed I was looking...ok?

"Whoa, Mom was right to buy that. You're beautiful." Taking my hand and get out of home to go to the meeting.

While we were waiting for Seokjin to come, Tae insisted that I'd be his model. That I was 'perfect' for the concept he had in mind for his next vernissage.

He made me take various poses and he was showing me the result. The suit was perfectly following my curves and my long hair was styled in a high ponytail, "Is that really me?" I asked as the door rang off.

We turned and he was there. Seokjin was standing at the threshold of the studio in all his mighty. His purplish hair leaved place to a light brown tint, that made him even more handsome, if that was humanly possible.

"We meet again!" he said smiling widely.

I bowed. "Hello."

"Did you come to have your picture taken by him?" he asked pointing at the pc showing my photos.

Me and Tae looked at each other smiling "No Mr. Kim. This shop is ours. We are partners."

"Mr. Kim? No. Won't you just call me Jin, Nao?" I was astonished for two reasons. First, he remembered my name; second, he asked me to call him without honorifics. Not even my sister was allowed to call him simply, Jin.

"TaeTae, I mean Taehyung, looks at the artistic side, I'm doing the rest," I told him signaling to follow me, we sat and started discussing his proposal. After two hours we decided that we would do a coverage of all the agency protégé, apart from my sister. "I don't know how she could take the news," I told the man that for all the meeting didn't stop looking at me head to toe.

"She must live with it. It's not like I didn't try, but your boyfriend here strongly refused."

"He isn't/I'm not her/my boyfriend!" We said together gaining an amused look from Jin.

"Well is not like she won't get her coverage. She simply won't get it from me."

"To wrap things up, I'll take you two out for dinner." Jin declared.

I was starting to protest but Tae was quicker. "Don't count me in. I have work to finish, but Nao here is a free bird. Take her."

"Free bird?" Jin laughed. "Ok free bird, let's go eat." He said taking my hand still laughing.

"Traitor," I whispered to Tae. He answered sending me a flying kiss.

Throughout the dinner, he found all the excuses to touch me whenever he felt like it. His feet under the table were constantly brushing my legs. I know it's wrong to flirt with my sis fiancé, but at that moment I didn't care.

Jin is a great guy, funny, sweet, and a trickster, he would certainly be a good friend with Kookie, and I like the way he laughs it's contagious. After dinner, he took me to a club owned by his good friend.

"Hob-ah!" He hugged him. "He is Hoseok, he was my secretary up until three years ago." He told me.

"Hyung, who's this beauty?" he asked not leaving my face.

"I'm dolled up. In real life I'm not that pretty, but thanks for the compliment." I said giggling.

"Don't underestimate yourself," Jin told me sweetly.

"Compared to Sun-Hee, I don't stand a chance."

"Who's Sun-Hee?"

"My fiancée and Nao sister."

"So, the harpy's name is that!" a chuckle escaped from me.

"Wow, she works for us for almost ten years and still you don't know her name."

"Never interested." He simply said. "And anyway, who's Nao?"

"That would be me," I said laughing heartily. "So, my sister's nickname is harpy?"

"I'm sorry I didn't know she was..."

"It's very fitting. Don't stress yourself..., sorry I don't remember your name."

"I'm Hoseok, but call me Hobi."

"Hobi, like I said don't worry we never got along."

"We'd like to drink something, in private." Hobi seemed to understand what he wanted and took us to a private room in the back of the club.

That was the beginning of my ordeal.

That night, in the very VIP secluded room, after a few strong drinks I had the most passionate make-out session I ever experienced.

Our jacket discarded on the long low couch witnessed how his hands roamed under my tank top caressing my back. Every brush of his fingers sent shivers through me; It was hot when he touched but cold when he left. A sweet and sour feeling that I could live with forever.

Losing my inhibitions when I drink is my kryptonite. I wish to forget what I do also, but I always remember all.

Catching me off guard he made me straddle him. In that position, I could feel his arousal. Jin started kissing me, like that out of nowhere and I didn't resist; I wanted to kiss him, from day one.

With his plump soft lips, he took mine hungrily, it was heavenly. I kissed Jin back, as eagerly as he, and roamed my fingers through his soft hair.

He left my lips to nibble my earlobe and go down my jawline, leaving a trail of wet, lava-hot, kisses.

He made me tilt my head and trailed his lips down my neck. As he came to my collarbone, he started to suck the spot. I whined, he was too aggressive, while he placed his mark on me.

He seemed to be quite satisfied with his work and kissed the spot. "Now you're mine." Going back to my lips.

He traced my bottom lip with his tongue biting it, making me moan. I opened my mouth and he stealthily put his tongue in, starting to play with mine like they were dancing.

He was moving his hands up and down my skin; when he arrived at where the bra was supposed to be.

He grunted. "No bra?"

"No, Tae, didn't let me."

"What the hell..." I giggled. "I have to thank him." Dropping his head to leave a hickey on the soft skin of my breast.

Still, with his hands under my top, he moved them to the front cupping my breast and gently squeezing them.

When things were going to be heated the door opened showing a very flustered Hobi.

"You two better stop." Looking at him still working on me.

"Why?" Jin looked up annoyed but still planting light pecks on my skin.

"The hyena is here." Jin rolled his eyes and made me get off him.

"Sorry." He told me, kissing me again.

"Stop, she's coming," Hobi said all flustered.

I had merely the time to recollect myself that Sun-Hee barged in.

She looked at him. "Seokjin, dear." She called him to freeze when she saw me.

"What are you doing here?" She spits out angrily.

Jin answered for me. "We were discussing work."

Her eyes were on me, "And what kind of work are you discussing with my fiancé?"

"Vante," I said shrugging. "I'm the owner." She clearly didn't believe me.

"Bullshit. You don't have a job. You're a beggar."

"Sun-Hee. Shut your trap." He said angrily scaring her, and me a little.

"But Seokjin dear. She's not the owner. I know the owner, he is a dear friend of mine." I chuckle, Tae wouldn't ever be her friend even in a million years.

"Vante photography owner, Na Nao, is here to discuss our collaboration." He stated, giving her my business card. She looked at it and went silent.

I knew this was my exit. "Jin, we will see in a few days with Taehyung." I bowed.

He slid his hand over the hickey, whispering "Mine" and I walked to the door.

"See you, Nao." He told me.

Walking past her, she looked at my collarbone. Her eyes widened but she didn't say anything.

As I was walking away, I heard her scream. "With millions of girls in the world, why did you choose that bitch. Do you think I wouldn't see that hickey? I bet you already fucked her. She's just a slut. And why she is allowed to call you Jin and not me? "

"SHUT UP! I do what I want. You just need to thank God you're a woman. The last who dared to speak to me like that woke up in a hospital bed. You better behave if you want to get married to me."

"Is it true?" I asked.

"What?"

"The hospital thing."

"Oh, that. Not at all." I nodded.

"Are they always like that?" I asked Hobi.

"More or less." He said walking me to the exit. "It was a pleasure to meet you." He said.

"Me too. See you next time."