Chapter- 11

The first person who showed up at my house was Hoseok. I was kinda surprised as he didn't come online for the whole day but I guess he read the messages. As always he was looking smoking hot with a pair of tight ripped jeans and plain green tshirt. His hair were slicked back smartly.

"Whenever I enter your house it feels like I'm in heaven like you have a bar and a spa for god's sake!" He chuckled and his eyes wandered around.

"Oppa I told you that you can crash here whenever you like but you never come." I said as he followed me to the living room.

"Well I don't get enough time. Taehyung has a lot of work in the stores besides college, so I've to help him." He sighed as he sat on the couch.

"Do you want something to drink?" I asked as I plopped alongside him.

"Yeah anything would work. By the way I'm fucking curious like what the hell happened that you had to call all of us?" He questioned.

"I'll tell you about it later when everybody comes." I replied and he nodded.

"Sarah!" I called for the maid and told her to bring some drinks with minute amount of alcohol.

We both went to the spa after that and it was magical as always.

"Yo bitch what's up! How are you doin hyung?" I heard Taehyung say as he went straight towards the bar without even making an eye contact with us. Yes, that's how much of a bitch Taehyung is.

"YAH Taehyung don't open the Chateau D'YQUEM! Mom would cut me in pieces! Take whatever the fuck you want just leave that!" I yelled.

"Fine!" He said and came back with a bottle of krug.

"Pour us some too." Hoseok said.

"Please Monsieur pour me one too." I heard raspy low voice of Yoongi.

"Yoongss! Jimin oppa! You guys really came wow!" I was kinda surprised because Jimin is really busy and we see him on some limited occasions only.

Jimin waved to both Hoseok and Tae but Tae was so engrossed in the glass of champagne.

"It's oppa to you." Yoongi said in a sleepy manner as he laid back on a couch.

"Yeah I cancelled some meetings but it's fine!" Jimin said and he bent down to kiss my cheek and in return I engulfed him between both my arms and pulled his torso down on the couch so he was now on my other side.

"Hello to you too slut." Taehyung said to Jimin and Hoseok smacked his head.

"What was that for Hyung?" He groaned as rubbed the back of his head.

"Well I waved when we came but you were looking at that glass with such a serious expression like you were trying to solve all the complexities of life. Whore." Jimin grinned.

"So what do you want to tell us?" Yoongi asked as he gulped down some drink.

"Joon is on his way. Jin oppa couldn't make it" I said and Yoongi nodded.

Yoongi, Taehyung and Hoseok were talking about literature or something but in no way I was interested in that.

"So Y/n how's college? Still single huh?" Jimin asked.

"Well college sucks I just wanna graduate and yeah still single so my sex life is sucks too." I sighed as I thought about my life. It's true that when you're filthy rich life is easier but everyone has their own problems right?

"Not being in a relationship doesn't mean you can't fuck." Jimin rolled his eyes.

"Well who should I fuck then? The boys in College? They are fuckers they'd probably blackmail me or something because when you are rich people are jealous if not that they use you for money or should I fuck professor Wang?" I said.

"Well the perfect candidate just came." Jimin winked at me.

"Hey guys! I brought some wine and gin." Namjoon smiled and dropped a packet on the table, which I assumed contains the drinks.

"Hey Joonie! Take a seat please. I'll make you something to drink. Shall I take the gin? Jimin oppa please come with me." I smiled as I shuffled the packed and took out the bottle.

"Make one for me too." Yoongi said and I nodded.

"Y/n there are more than two hundred workers in your house and you want to make a drink for him? Bartender will do it better than you." Jimin smirked at me.

"You know why I brought you here. Perfect candidate to fuck huh?" I rolled my eyes and Jimin pinched my stomach.

"Ouch! Oppa!" I groaned and rubbed the burning spot. I opened the bottle of gin and poured some in the glass with some strawberry and lime syrup and lots of ice and mixed it. I offered it to Jimin but he denied, so I took a sip.

"I think he likes you." Jimin said and I spurted my drink. When I looked up, his shirt was struck to his abs. Fuck I spurted my drink on his shirt.

"Oh my god! You didn't just do that. Fuck!" He cursed. His next movement was completely unexpected. He took the glass and emptied the ice cold drink on my tank top.

"Holy fuck! Are you crazy! OPPA IT WAS A ACCIDENT! I screamed and ran towards the staircase and Jimin followed me.

"Give me a shirt or something too." He said, his voice was so carefree like I just didn't spit on him and he didn't do what he just did to me.

"I'm not giving you any clothes!" I stomped my foot as we reached my room's closet.

"Fine! When you come out with clean clothes I'll hug you." Jimin sat on bed and smirked.

"Fuck it! Take a towel from bathroom wipe yourself and I'll bring you something." I scoffed and Jimin entered the bathroom.

I changed into a plain black shirt and took out a red Gucci shirt for Jimin. When I entered the room, I saw Jimin sitting on the bed. His upper half was off course naked but this chest and back was full of bruises and marks. It was horrifying but there was one scar that caught my attention. I knew for sure it wasn't recent.

"I-Your marks." I stuttered. In an instant he got up from the bed and snatched the shirt from my hand.

His hair got a little disheveled but hot guys even look hotter with messed up hair, so that's a problem for Jimin.

"Good girls shouldn't peek." Jimin grinned and I cringed at that phrase. I punched him in the stomach.

"I'm gonna fucking gag! You were the who couldn't wait in the bathroom oppa! Who told you to sit here naked?" I smacked him on the arm.

"Whatever.I was kidding. By the way about those marks you shouldn't be surprised. You know I'm a masochist. A lot of people confuse a little spanking or choking which is by the way too mainstream these days with masochism. I mean you can or cannot consider them as as a part of masochism because a masochist is someone that seeks pain because it's pleasurable and it's actually a rarity. I like being spanked or whipped until I bleed and I'm not even kidding. If you ever saw me in that state you would faint or something." Jimin said and I nodded. He was right there is much more to things that we assume. Not just bdsm but things in general too.

"I knew that you were into those things but I didn't knew it was upto this extent like I thought Yoongi oppa was exaggerating or something. Umm I saw a scar on your back and it looks really horrible. How did you get it?" I asked a little hesitatingly.

"Y/n, let's go downstairs. Others would probably be wondering where we went." He said changing the topic.

It is not a good idea to force Jimin oppa so I complied but deep down inside I really wanted to know.

"Were you guys fucking upstairs?" Taehyung said nonchalantly.

"Shut up dumbass! Sometimes I think that he's adopted or either mom dropped him when he was born." Namjoon said eyeing Taehyung with disgust."