The smoke was circling her like a mist in the morning. But the only difference was it was night and it wasn't fog, but cigarette smoke. For sure the smell would linger in her hair and mouth but as of now, she didn't care. She was too tense. Everything came all at once and she just wished it never happened like this.

She took another puff as her lips encircled the cigarette. The tobacco burned brightly as it slowly turned to ash. The smoke played in her mouth while she slowly inhaled it. Some came out from her nose while she blew the grey air in front of her.

The nicotine slowly made its way to her system. Making her calm as she thinks about everything that came crashing down on her.

Flashback

She ran

Ran and ran like there's no tomorrow

That was what she was good at, running away from everything

As she was running, a certain vibration halted her. She fished out her phone and to her surprise, she immediately answered the call.

Y/N: Dad?

She answered breathlessly after all her running. But she was glad to hear from her father. She furrowed her eyebrows when it took long before he spoke.

Charles: I'm disappointed

He informed her, her heart clenched at his words. She gave him more disappointments than she can imagine. Every day she woke up with the feeling that she lacked something that she can never return after all their sacrifices for her.

Y/N: W-Why? What did I do?

Her voice quivered, hands unconsciously trembled. She tried to think back if she did something recently that could make him like this.

Did he found out about her work?

Charles: I don't know what mess you made, but be sure to fix this when you get back.

She heaved out a sigh. It wasn't her work. So what could it be?

Y/N: Why dad?

Charles: Since when did you and Dr. Kim become a couple? And what is up with Hoseok? He never acted this way before. It's like he's your ex or something? I am not against and I will never be against any of your relationships honey. I just felt betrayed because you never told us anything. And by the looks of it, all of them seemed confused.

Her eyes widen in shock. She just arrived at their destination and chaos already broke.

Did Seokjin speak about it to her dad?

What did Hoseok do?

Y/N: Dad...

She heaved out a sigh and stared at nothing in particular. Everything was a mess. She, most of all was the mess. And now her family is slowly getting involved. Jimin, Taehyung, and now Seokjin, all of them are slowly entering not only her life but also her family.

Y/N: I don't have anything to say honestly.

The line fell silent for a moment before her father let out an exasperated sigh then talked again. His voice was eerie calm.

Charles: What is Jimin to you? Hoseok? Dr. Kim and Yoongi?

The question she was afraid to answer came. And ironically it came from her father.

Y/N: I have no idea dad.

She gave out a chuckle. It was the truth. She was confused.

Her dad heard her distressed tone and he heaved out a sigh once again.

Charles: I won't pressure you to answer anything. This is for you to figure out by yourself. Use this vacation to clear your mind.

She lowered her head even though he would never see it. Then murmured her answer.

Y/N: Yes dad...

Charles: All of you take care. Enjoy your vacation. Goodbye honey.

Y/N: Goodbye dad.

Then her father ended the call. As soon as the call ended, a new notification replaced it. She raised her eyebrows as soon as she read the sender.

Taehyung: Come to my room, suite 24. I'll be waiting for you.

She looked at the device incredulously as if she was looking at the person who sent the message directly.

Y/N: And why would I go there? This is crazy! I'm with your friend, can't you just please understand it?

She pressed the button and bit her lips, anticipating the reply. It wasn't her intention to sound arrogant but with the situation given, her resolve right now wasn't concrete.

Taehyung: I'm sorry, I just want to talk to you. We need to finish some things. Babygirl just let me explain okay? Come here now, please?

Her mind was a mess but in her innocent attempt to hopefully make things right she decided to grant his request. After all, if this turns out in her favor maybe, just maybe one of her dilemmas might be resolved.

Seokjin's POV

It was only a few days since the incident but everything went upside down. I felt guilty for making Yoongi Adelaide's therapist ever since I heard about their past, but I had no choice. If she suddenly stops therapy just to wait for a new therapist her body might fall into shock and all our efforts will go to waste.

Yoongi also insisted on taking on the job because he believed that maybe he might at least win their approval and he might get a chance to let his son acknowledge him.

And who am I to be a hindrance to him and them?

First of all, Y/N and I had an understanding even before all of this happen. Even if it was just for a few days I tried to make it look like I don't care, but in all honesty, it sometimes leaves an uneasy feeling and a pang of guilt somewhere deep in my heart.

It was like taking care of a fragile bird because he got his wings hurt. But after all this I know one day he'll leave me. And that's exactly what I felt for her. I know one day she might not choose me.

So to ease myself from the pain, together with my confused feelings I let her go. In hopes that it might be a good thing, even if it was eating me up inside.

I only told her that it might be a trial for us, but who am I kidding? It hurts deeply.

When I heard about her departure with Jimin, it broke something inside. And regret instantly replaced all my emotions.

"Hyung! What are you doing?" A voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

After talking with Charles, we decided to not utter a word while we were in Wu's residence. Hoseok was the quietest among us. It was his big mouth's fault after all.

We decided to have coffee in the afternoon. The three of us tried to talk like a decent person. Well, it was Yoongi and Hoseok who tried the hardest. Since the two were at each other's throat most of the time.

Which gave me a chance for a final resolve.

"Huh? Why?" I answered puzzled, but then I felt hot water on my skin. "Oh shit!" I screeched.

We went home like nothing happened, but my mind was occupied as the night went on.

"See! I told you! Don't space out!" Yoongi spoke and shoved me to the side. Apparently, I was boiling water and I didn't notice it spilled on me.

"Do you still love her?" I blurted out and looked at him. He suddenly stopped and clenched the kettle tightly before he answered.

"It's been years, but yes hyung. I still love her." His answer was short as his jaw clenched.

"How strong is that love?" I pushed while I neared until I stopped at his side.

"I-," Yoongi continuously clenched the handle before heaving a sigh and eventually put the kettle down.

"I don't know?" He faced me, eyes wide like a confused kid. Maybe helpless I may add.

"Then why did you brought her here? What was it for?" I asked once again, my resolve was firm even if I have to fight for it. I only needed confirmation.

"I think that's a personal question hyung," He dodged and took a mug to occupy himself. In hopes that I'll stop questioning him.

"Just answer me!" I demanded, my voice was rough. As he tried to distance himself by the kitchen island.

"Then why did you broke up with her?" He challenged, my eyebrows raised momentarily since he never talked back to me.

I looked at him dumbfounded, he caught me off guard which rendered me speechless, "See? We have our reasons and it's not my obligation to explain them to you. But I still love her hyung. And I want my family back."

I looked at him mortified, Yoongi forgot that I'm older than him. He knew that sometimes I tend to be a control freak and how he's acting now is new. I let a snicker escape my mouth then looked at him with my most intimidating glare.

"It's pathetic to think that she'll accept you don't you think? You, who sold himself for other's pleasure." I spoke every word while I looked down on him.

"Don't you dare go there hyung." He was now breathing heavily. I sauntered my way to him with a smirk on my face.

"Why? Does it strike a chord? Hmm?" I asked once I'm at his back.

I leaned down on his ear and whispered something that sent shivers down his spine, "Remember Yoongi how you got here. Remember who put you where you are today. Be grateful to your master okay?"

After I spoke those words in his ear, his body instantly stilled and goosebumps surfaced on his skin. It was like someone knocked the air out of him that he wasn't able to move. Satisfied with my effect on him, I licked his earlobe and bit it slightly. Before walking back to the living room.

Halfway to the living room, I turned around and faced him, still unable to move. "Ohh by the way, I broke up with her because I tried to be selfless, I told her that I'll let her go if she finds someone else. But guess what? I want her back." As I spoke, I saw his hand grip the handle of the mug tightly.

"You're not a valid reason to let her go. I'm a fool to think she'll be better off without me." I added and winked at him before I walked back to the living room. Leaving a confused and pissed Yoongi behind the kitchen.

Hoseok's POV

After I left her parents' house my mind was occupied by only her. My heart clenched as guilt ate me away. The way her father's brows furrowed and talked to us was terrifying. Because of my big mouth, I wasn't the only one who was put in a tight spot. Y/N, Yoongi, and a doctor named Seokjin.

Okay, fuck that! I felt bad for Y/N and Seokjin but not Yoongi, he deserved it. And after hearing Seokjin's part in her life I felt a little bit of relief.

They broke up

I know I should feel bad, but this just gave me a chance to make up for my stupidity. I can tell her how I feel and maybe confess.

Yet I don't know if the universe is also against it, because now I'm here in a stupid coffee shop waiting for someone that I have no idea how the hell did they get my details.

"She's with Jimin."

Uncle's word lingered in my mind. Who's Jimin? It seems like the way uncle talked about him feels like he met the guy and he's at ease that his daughter is with that man.

Then again the name also rings a bell. It seems vaguely familiar.

"I'm sorry if I took long." A silky voice echoed by my side, it was Athena.

"What do you want?" I asked irritably. I was surprised at how she got my number and requested to meet. It's been so long since we lost contact.

"Aww, SunnyBear don't be like that." She pouted and acted cutely. I let out a laugh as I looked at her. Stupid thoughts repeatedly run in my mind.

"So what is this about?" I asked, took my coffee and drank it seductively in front of her, while my eyebrows raised suggestively.

She just shook her head and let out a giggle. Before composing herself and changed her whole demeanor. I gulped once she looked at me once again, eyes all serious.

"I just want to ask if you'll renew your membership?" She asked, fingers tapping the wooden table while her legs are crossed.

I let out a laugh as I looked at her incredulously. "Seriously? This is what this is all about?"

She frowned at my response. She heaved out a sigh and looked straight into my eyes. "I'm serious, I need you to renew your membership."

"What for? All you've given me was low-class walkers. I didn't pay for that VIP shit for those. They were very unprofessional." It was true though, throughout my whole experience it was utterly bullshit.

"You were the only one worth it in that stupid site." I complimented her and her eyebrows shot up, before putting on a smile similar to a Cheshire cat.

"Don't flatter me too much. I know we have neglected your needs lately. And as one of our VIPS you shouldn't experience those, so this time I'll personally make it up to you." She answered as her smile never left her face. Athena was always good with her words, a sweet talker.

"How? Will you go out with me?" I bluntly asked. It has been a while since I played with her, two years if I may add.

After my question, her face turned serious once again, and shook her head. "I'd love to. But no, for the past few months we've acquired top-tier walkers and elite models who do this as a part-time job. I can show them to you if you like." She finished as she handed me a phone.

My hand pushed the phone back, then asked her straightforwardly, "Top tier? Elite? So you mean they're mostly used? Sorry to break it to you Athena but you knew I don't like those. Various men must've touched them and I don't want to be one of your scavengers."

She looked at me dumbfounded as her mouth went agape. She gulped before she retorted, "Come on! Don't be too harsh! They're in the premium section for a reason. They're pricey and not everybody can afford them."

I rolled my eyes at her excuse while she still looked at me then chuckled, "Okay fine! I promoted some ala carte that I think is deserving for the higher market."

I looked at her and asked, "Really? Why?"

The waiter arrived together with her frappe which made us quiet. We didn't utter a word until the staff left. "Because their performance is outstanding. The way they handle the clients is very promising. I want to reward their hard work." She explained once we're out of earshot.

"Won't they lose clients if you move them?" I asked, in her line of work they also had a ranking and rating system which I found odd and unfair.

"Maybe? But it's okay. That's why we have you." She shrugged and answered nonchalantly.

"Wow? I felt offended." I let out a laugh.

"Shush don't be. Here are some of their pictures." She waved her hands in the air and shoved me something.

It was her phone again, I let out a sigh and gave in. I scrolled through her gallery. Various photos of women in their different outfits could be seen. Some wore sexy lingerie while some are in their simple outdoor clothes. All flaunt their assets, be it their boobs, ass, face, or maybe their whole body.

But only two photos caught my attention. The first one was a woman who sat on the center of the bed in a black corset. Her legs were spread on her both sides while her arms are pushed forward squeezing her boobs, revealing a very enticing cleavage. She was on the soft curvy side. Her hair falls to the sides while her face was blurred, only the captivating eyes were visible which made me frown.

Just like the first one, the second picture was a woman in denim shorts which was too short to be considered a short, her inner thighs were almost visible. Fishnet stockings on her legs and a white crop top with the word "Angel" on print. She was standing beside a mall railing with her black combat boots. Like the first one, only her eyes were visible. This time the woman wore purple contact lens which made the second picture more alluring.

"Why do you have to cover their faces?" I asked and frowned as I handed her phone back.

"Are you dumb? Of course, it's for the privacy and discretion of our walkers." She responded as if my question was stupid.

I met Athena when I was in a dark phase of my life. It was when Cyril turned two. The time when I accidentally saw Y/N crying in her son's room as she continuously uttered the bastard's name. That's when I knew he still had a grasp over her heart.

It pained me to see her in that state. As she put up a front of a happy contented single mom to all of us, she was hurting by herself. Yet it wasn't her fault that she became like that. I blamed myself because I was the one who brought them together.

It was my fault that she had to experience all of those. If only I didn't introduce them to each other and insisted that they should hang out.

After that incident, I fell into the guilt that ate me every day. I tried to drown my emotions. I loved Y/N more than a friend but she never knew it and loved Yoongi who in turn only broke her. If only I was braver back then.

It could have been me who she chose. We could have been a happy family. It was all my fault that she experienced pain at a young age.

While she had her struggles, I also had mine. Until I met Athena. She offered to be my friend and gave services for my carnal desires. Short services that catered to my needs as a man.

"But I'm a VIP? Isn't there an exemption?" I asked cutely, I tried to make a face but she only laughed at me.

"No." Athena deadpanned after she gathered herself from the laugh.

I groaned, Ugh! this woman and her business. I decided to go with the flow and voice out my opinion, "By the way, I like this one." I pointed out to her phone.

"Ohh, those are the same woman." She informed me with amusement.

"Really?" I asked, astonished at the aura that each photo exudes. It was completely opposite to each other. The wonders that cameras can do is really surprising.

"Yes, she's our rising star in the ala carte section. She's one of the girls I promoted." She replied, eyes shining brightly. Like a proud mom boasting her kid.

She saw my smile and in turn, she smiled slyly, "Can she be a reason now for you to renew with us?"

"I don't know?" I answered and held my coffee as I gazed outside. I'm not actually in a sad state right now. But maybe a few hookups won't hurt.

Then again, I feel guilty for Y/N, it's like I'm cheating on her. She was the reason why I stopped seeing Athena. But come to think of it, we're not committed to each other so it's not considered cheating.

"Remember the woman I told you about before?" I asked her then took a sip in my mug.

"Ohh yes? Your best friend that you sadly fell in love with. I remember that, how is she now?" Athena asked, after a few meetings, I started to get comfortable with her. I shared some of my dilemmas and she also did the same.

At one point I tried to ask Athena for a date but she declined straightforwardly. She told me that work and love don't mix. It will only complicate things, and with our age gap, it's not ideal for the both of us.

"She's okay, but I messed up big-time. And now she's with someone. Somewhere I don't know." I informed her, gloom showed on my face as I reminisce about my last encounter with Y/N.

"Aww, my poor SunnyBear. Cheer up okay?" Athena held my hand and squeezed it, while she put up a cute face which was a contrast to her whole outfit.

"Come on! Don't give me that look!" I whisper yelled when she showed me the picture that I told her earlier. And looked at me like a lost puppy.

"Fine! I won't pressure you to renew your membership. But please think about it okay? I'll give you a surprise for your return." She heaved out a sigh when she saw my determined look and decided to drop the topic.

A question popped into my mind, "How many are your VIP clients now?"

"As of now, we have three in the highest rank. If you decide to join us once again, you'll be the fourth. We have a prospect for two more. But it's still tentative." She spoke professionally. Her phone beeped and her eyebrows furrowed as she read the message.

"So four major VIPS? I hope we won't have a problem with each other then?" I asked curiously. We usually have no idea of whom are the other members. Only aliases are used. Most of our interactions are on the site which makes it more private.

"Of course not! Everything is discreetly processed. You won't run into them by accident or whatever." She assured me while she started to gather herself.

"That's good." I nodded in approval and looked at the cakes on the counter.

"Here's my details. Wire the payment if you're already decided. I need to leave now. Bye babyboy." She handed me a matte black calling card with silver lettering on it. Then pecked my lips swiftly.

I looked down to read the information, but once I finished reading, I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at her, "You changed your name?" I asked.

She smirked and stood up, "Yes, I'm a handler now. You can call me Momma X." She replied and winked at me before turning around to leave.

My mouth hang open as I watched her hips swayed side to side as she left for the door.

It has been a while since we saw each other but she was still the same. The same woman that I would love to fuck every day, if only I won't get bankrupt.

As her figure completely disappeared, I looked down at my pants and saw something in between slowly emerging.

Ohh, fuck!

(A/N: Merry Christmas guys!!! I'm sorry I wasn't online and haven't updated in a while. Just really had this super writer's block. It's like I have the ideas but it's hard to write and explain it.

Anyways I hope you had a blast to all who celebrated the occasion. And to all who don't, it's okay. We have different beliefs and traditions. It's just a matter of respect.

Take care to all and love lots 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜)