Meetings, flirty secretaries, and people trying to come after my money are just things I deal with on a daily basis. I earned what I made, these people just look for the quick come up with no real work attached. They make me sick.

Kim Enterprises started small, I was working out of my parents basement telling them that I would make something of myself one day. Three years later at the age of twenty-four I own my own buisness.

We specialize in many things, we invest in art mostly though. I'm a sucker for good art. Many aspiring artists come here when they want to be endorsed into the world. I have it all mostly, great friends, a great house, everything I could want.

"Sir, you have another meeting in about twelve minutes."

I turned my attention over towards the doorway and looked over at my head of funds. Min Yoongi was always good with money, that's why I trust him enough to handle the funds of the company.

"Who is it this time Yoongi?" I groaned.

"Wentworth Inc. The same company that Hyung came from."

Wentworth Inc, they've been a good competition when we first started out but lately we've beaten them in the numbers game. My hyung Kim Seokjin used to work there as an accountant.

When he mentioned that he had a love for cooking I offered him a job to be in charge of the international food department and that if he wanted he could supply lunch for the company.

"Ah, Sejin just doesn't know when to quit does he. Seokjin-hyung is happier here, at least we know him."

"With his engagement to Namjoon we know his loyalty is with his friends. Now hurry up and get rid of Sejin." Yoongi smiled before shutting my office door.

He was right I've been friends with these guys for a long time, they'd never betray me. I adjusted my suit and headed for the board room where Sejin was waiting. He looked at me with clear annoyance.

"Took you long enough Kim."

"Sorry, I was organizing my billions. What do you want? Coming to bother Jin again?"

"No, I'm leaving my ex alone. He's happy in your company than fine. I was actually hoping you were available tomorrow night."

"I'm not gonna be your rebound date."

Sejin laughed at my comment. "Oh please I was just inviting you to our annual gala. I know you'll come alone. You always do. You could at least attempt to find a date."

Sejin slid the invitation across the table and took his leave. He was right, I've gained the title of 'The Unattached CEO.' It wasn't that I didn't want to date, I've just had terrible luck so I've stayed out of the public eye. No one caught my eye at the moment so I didn't feel the need to give myself to someone.

I put the invitation in my pocket and went back into my office. A soft knock on my door interrupted my thoughts of who to ask to come with me to the gala. A blonde head peeked inside and I smirked, this girl never quits.

"Hey Mr. Kim, are you in need to relieve some stress tonight?"

One of my old flings Sandra, she used to work here but her conflicting feelings made it difficult so she put in her two week notice and left. She smiled and entered into my office.

"What are you doing here? Won't your new fianceè have an issue with you coming to see me?"

Sandra gave me a smile and a slight giggle. "I only came to check on my friend, and not the one in your pants."

Now it was my turn to smile. "Well that's good, I don't think I'd want to fight your soon to be husband, he'd lose and I would hate to embarrass him."

Sandra giggled again, sometimes I miss her, not for the sex but because she was a good friend. She spotted the gala invitation in my pocket and frowned slightly.

"Are you going to attend the gala this year? You normally skip Sejin's galas every year since you never have a date."

She sounds as if she has an attitude, even if she does it's nothing that concerns her anymore. She's about to get married so she can't still harbor after me. She wishes me a quiet goodbye and hurriedly leaves my office. I groan and reached for the intercom button on the phone.

"Yoongi, do you have plans tonight?" I hoped he was available, all I wanted to do was go to a bar and drink this day away.

"Meeting up with Hoseok and Jimin later. Did you want to come with us?" Yoongi just knew I needed to not be alone right now. During our friendship I have found myself always looking up to him. He helps me when I can't help myself.

The rest of the day dragged on but once it hit five o' clock I could have danced on the desk. I said my goodbyes to my workers and rushed home to change, suits are nice and all but I'd rather be in jeans and a button up.

Hoseok found this new club he's been wanting to dance at. We've had a few meetings since he wanted to own his own dance club so this was no surprise to me with the speed in which he found a new club no one knows about yet.

After we got our IDs checked we walked past a few people who were sweaty and grinding against everything. I bumped my shoulder into a guy who was a bit taller than me.

"Ah, excuse me." His voice came out softly.

His rugged street attire caught my attention, he looked as if he relied on the streets to take care of him. Almost as if he didn't need anything or anyone, it was alluring, mysterious and sexy. I had to stop myself from taking this stranger home with me.

"No, please it was my fault."

The stranger smiled at me sweetly, his hair was a dark shade of black and it curled effortlessly under his hoodie. This man was made to be a sex symbol if it had a human form.

Jimin grabbed my arm and dragged me away from the stranger. I had been so lost in a daze that I didn't recognize they had left me in the middle of the dance floor. Once we met them at the bar Jimin let my arm go.

"I found him fawning over some guy out there." Jimin said with a smile.

"Wow, are you finally going to get laid? About damn time I thought you were growing a cob web in your pubes." Hoseok joked as he poured shots.

"My dick is perfectly in tact with no cob webs and definitely not enough hair to cover it. I keep my dick area trimmed thank you."

"I could have went my whole life without the image of your groomed groin Taehyung." Yoongi shuddered.

This is what I needed, a night with my guys to ease my stressful work day away. We don't get many nights like this, especially when two of our friends are getting married. We invited Namjoon and Jin but they were out with Jin's parents to discuss wedding plans.

We were nice and drunk after twelve rounds of shots and the chants of "chug" that we got from the other people. We were popular here, the owner offered to give us our own private booth and he and Hoseok even discussed a new venue that he planned to open.

Nothing was going to ruin this night for me, but I apparently spoke too soon when an alert went off on my phone. Someone was trying to break into my condo, I lived here for five years with no problems. Who would be trying to target me and why?