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Clear liquor swirled in the skinny glass.  A golden, thicker, substance danced around the inside of the glass before it slightly kissed the surface of the clear substance. It took their sweet time until the golden mixture dipped into the other substance and the two substances started to dance together, leaving a clearer version of the golden mixture behind.

The sun kissed the skinny glass and the mixture threw a golden shadow onto the black leathered watch on the wrist of the black haired male. "What a beautiful combination" murmured the male and his free hand grabbed the droppers who laid neatly on the white table cloth. A small label on them spelled their scents. "Just a little small bit. Make it softly, oh yes softly. How fitting for him.". A grin rushed over the plump lips of the male as a drop after the other dropped slowly and with outstandingly care. The male needed to be gentle with the pearly looking substance. 

One drop.

Two drops. 

Three drops.

Three and half drops.

Completed. 

"It seems perfect" signed the male and placed the dropper carefully down again. His hands were covered in cotton gloves. Only the black clock on his wrist stood out, yet it matched his full black look, which consisted of a black turtle neck, a shimmering golden necklace and a pair of black slacks. To top it off, he wore black dress shoes, Prada shoes, of course. 

He gave the skinny glass a quick swirl and the grin on his lips widened. "It's perfect." whispered the male and placed the glass into his belonged place. A clear glass plate was placed on top of the glass to keep the just mixed scents in. "Now it needs to sit and maybe another mix with water if the scent is too strong... It should smell as a blessing, no like heaven. Faint but yet seductive." hummed the co-ceo into the room while his hands grabbed the wooden mechanical pencil with his initials on it. His hands quickly rushed over the clipboard, writing down his recent thoughts that stormed through his head. The grin still placed on his lips, as if was destined to stay there. 

"Mr. Park. A client awaits you. It is for your new campaign! You need to leave now." interrupted a female voice the thoughts of jimin. "A yes, the client. I am sorry dear. I was lost in this custom order." announced the male and his gloves slide so elegantly from his hands, revealing hands where the veins were more visible as usual. It was a sign that he wrote down a lot regarding this custom order. His ideas filled his head and it was normal for jimin to drown him in work afterwards. 

"Fetch me a glass of scotch please. Just like my usual, dear." smiled Park with his eyes and he ran a hand through his black strands. "This will be a very interesting meeting" grinned the male and as he entered the elevator, his hair seemed to be neatly in it's place. He always made sure to look perfect. 

The golden chandelier greeted him as he walked with swift steps out of the elevator. His legs carried him to the black Rolls-Royce. "To the destination, please. And where is my scotch?" asked the male. "It is paced to your right, Sir. The ride will take about 8 minutes sharp. I will try to make it in less." mentioned the driver, who is dressed in the grey Dior suit. "Very well. You have the permission to drive." announced the male and his fingers slithered around the glass until they formed a strong grip.

"Very well. The scotch tastes wonderful." whispered jimin to himself as the golden liquor rolled down his tongue, filling his stomach and senses just shortly after. His other hand grabbed after the pair of Versace sunglasses. A silence fell over the car but the co-ceo's mind was still running wild. The scent he just created over the course of weeks was finally finished. He needed to inform his client a few backs that he progress took longer as expected, but he wanted it to be perfect. 

His nose was still filled with the seductive scent that smelled yet like heaven. A scent you could lose yourself in. Your head will begin to spin deliciously and your body temperature would reach new limits, leaving a pleasurable tingle behind on your skin. A whole scenario of warm clouds would fill your mind. This only scent would see you heaven, it is a blessing. 

Not only does the scent fill your nose deliciously, it is almost as if you could taste it on your tongue. Wanting constantly more. It was impossible to get enough of it. It made someone almost high with feelings and pleasurable thoughts. It resembles heaven. 

 "A warm welcome, Ladies and Gentlemen." greeted jimin the three men and a few women, who sit all next to their husband. "Ah Mister Park. Thank you for coming over to this meeting but before we get into business , how about some dinner. It is a Kobe beef steak. Only the best of course and freshly imported from Japan." informed one man. He stood slowly up. "I am honoured, Mister Jeon." smiled Park as he slowly made his way to the table.

His eyes took their sweet time looking over all the people, who were present. "I am still thankful for your offer. It means a lot for us and your support." informed jimin the other male and bowed elegantly down. "The pleasure is also on our side." nodded Mister Jeon and fixed his jacket, which seemed to be from Gucci by the logo on the left site.  "Please have a seat.".

Park sat himself down while his eyes shortly rushed over to the familiar face that visited him a few weeks back. His eyes were fixed onto the menu plan. One finger slowly working itself over the card, while his lips slowly parted himself and closed themselves soon after. It seemed that the younger male whispered himself the menu.

"How is your work doing? I heard that you received some bigger events. I hope my son did not trouble you with his horrific requests." announced Mister Jeon and gave a quick glare to his son. Jungkook's shoulder twitched as his name was announced. The cold of the father was strong, cold but yet it seemed to have some softness. "I tried to tell him many times that he should use his other perfumes up first. But since he is older now.. he just won't listen." sighed the father into the room and placed his hands onto of the creme white tablecloth. Mister Jeon's face was covered with a few wrinkles already, showing that he worked hard and is probably tired from all the stress he endured. 

"Mister Jeon, please. Your son did not loaded me with work. also his requests are not horrific. Every customer has their own requests and preferences and it is my job to figure this out. This is what keeps me going and is clearly my passion." smiled jimin with his well known eye-smile. "That is good to hear." answered the older person. "Anyway, I have you not introduced yet to the others. The project will be mainly sponsored by us, The Jeon's, The Kims and The Ahns. "All the families you are familiar with, am I right, Mister Park?". 

"Indeed. It is a pleasure to help out for such a big event." bowed Jimin again, paying attention to where his clothes stayed in the room. he could not touch the table, otherwise he would look unprofessional. "It is a pleasure." spoke another male. It was no other than Kim Namjoon. 

A smirk rushed over the black haired male's lips. "It is good to see you, Namjoon.". Jimin knew from the beginning that his good, old friend was working with them. But seeing him in such formal attire is quite the unusual sight since he likes to wear more comfortable cloths. The same could be said for his company, Min Yoongi. The most famous rapper under Kim's music label. "Are you familiar with Mister Kim?" asked Mister Jeon. "Indeed. He is a good colleague of mine. An old friend." answered jimin and ran a hand through his hair. 

"Very well. That is even better." announced Mister Jeon. "This could make everything go smoother and quicker. Very well.". A smile slowly placed itself on his lips. "Now it is time for a feast!". Soon a few people rushed into the room and placed all the rich-looking delicacies onto the enormous round table where they sat at. "We also have some lobster and regular beef, if this is something you would like more. The plate also comes with a variety of vegetables, freshly picked from our own farmlands. We also offer traditional and western side dishes. Please enjoy." spoke another male. It was a friend of Namjoon. Known as Kim Seokjin. He was known as a good chef, the Gordon Ramsey of South Korea. 

Soon was the room filled with chatter and the clanking of silverware. A few glasses touched and shortly after a few laughters followed. The atmosphere seemed to relax. People got up from their seats and sat down next to others or their friends. But only the three familiar heads stayed together. The three that entered jimin's shop not long ago. "Tell me Chim, how is it going?" asked the warm and gentle voice of Namjoon. "Ah, how many times have I told you not to call me this." joked the male and ran his hand again though his black strands, his eyes not leaving the youngest in the room, jungkook. 

"So you have to create new perfumes for the Jeon's again?" asked yoongi behind namjoon and took a few sips from his blended scotch whisky. "I do. But I was lucky to have it finished by today. It can be delivered probably next week." smiled the male. "But the boy's first request was absolute insane." confessed park. "I heard it. Before you arrived, Mister Jeon scolded everything out of his son as he overheard the conversation with his friends.." informed someone as a hand placed itself onto the shoulder of jimin. "Nice seeing you, Hoseok. I thought you could not come over today." joked both Kim's. "I made some time in my schedule. You know, it is probably the only time where we see us. Right, jimin?" smiled the model brightly. 

"Yeah, right..." murmured the male but he was only listening with half an ear. His gaze was fixed onto the brown orbs that started into his soul from across the table. His big doe eyes made him look like a dear, a dear being caught by his haunter. Delicious. 

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hi, hi, I am back and tbh I am very motivated for the storyline. It could be that be book might end differently than planned but no worries! I only write good endings or happy endings! I cannot bring it over myself to let it end with a sad ending TwT 

Excited to post soon! See ya! 

xoxo,

author-nim