“EUNHA!” I heard my stepfather shout from downstairs. I hurried downstairs. He was drunk again.

“Y-yes f-father?” I trembled, looking at him.

“You murderer. You killed my wife, you *****!” He shouted, taking another sip out of his vodka bottle. “N-no...” I said..

He came closer to me and took another sip out of his bottle. “You deserve to die.” He sneered. I looked at him in fear. Why did he have to treat me this way?

“Your mother spoilt you to the core!” He shouted. He walked towards me and I stepped back, breathing heavily.

I reached the wall and he finished his vodka. Stepfather then broke the bottle on the wall. I knew what was coming next so I tried to escape but he slapped me.

“YOU SLUT!” He striked me with the broken glass bottle, making me howl in pain.

“PLEASE STOP!” I begged.

After a while.

I sat in my bedroom and cried. “Why me..?” I cried whilst treating my wounds.

I then went to bed, skipping dinner.

Morning

I got up at 4am to make breakfast for father and to get ready. I went into my closet and wore this:

“Let’s go!” I said whilst going down the stairs. I went to the kitchen and made breakfast. It looked like this:

I checked the time and it was 6am. I need to get to work soon... I heard footsteps.. oh, it was father. He came into the kitchen and said “Where is my food?!” I bowed and signalled to the food. He did his tie whilst sitting down.

“I’m gonna go now.” I bowed and looked at him.

“Whatever.” He said rudely.

I bowed again and went outside.

You thought that my father provided for me? Oh no.

I had to work in 8 different places for a living. I have dropped out of university for a year because of the fees. I was crossing the road when a car came speeding. I shut my eyes, expecting to feel something but nothing. I opened my eyes. The car stopped and a person was coming out of the car.

“YAH!” The man shouted at me. I bowed and apologised. I looked at the man. He was a tall, handsome man with tattoos:

He had a bruised lip. “Sir, your lip..”

He glared at me and said “mind your own business. Just get lost.”

I bowed again and walked off, still shocked.

Jungkook’s POV//

*Bang*

I looked at the dead man infront of me. Another one killed. My men cleaned up the body for me and then I got a call.

On the phone

Jungkook: Hello?

Namjoon: Jungkook, we’ve got to talk. It’s about Mr Kang.

Jungkook: Hyung, I’ll come over to the office. Bye

I hung up and sighed. “More work...”

People think IT IS EASY being a Mafia and all you do is kill or rob. No you don’t. You have to have meetings, train, make sure your gang is ok and more...

I went into the car and drove over speed as I wasn’t in a good mood. I turned a corner and noticed there was a woman in the middle of the road. I halted immediately and got out of the car. She opened her eyes and looked at me.

“YAH!” I shouted. She bowed and apologised. Why the **** is she apologising?

“Sir, your lip...” she said looking at it.

Oh shit... I glared at her and said “mind your own business. Get lost.” I didn’t know what to say so I immediately was rude. God, I’m such a dumbass.. she walked off.

Jiyoung’s POV//

After working all day, I got back home. It was 7pm. “I’m here father!”

Silence.

Normally, he would shout at me or something but no. I thought it was strange... I guess he isn’t home.

When I got outside my room, I took my top off and was in my sports bra.

When I got in, I froze.

My father was dead, right infront of me.

And... someone was right there.

“WHO ARE YOU?!” I exclaimed. The guy came closer to me when I recognised him...

Oh it was that jerk who nearly ran me over!

He said “I’m sorry, but you’ll have to come with me.” Suddenly, he put a napkin over my mouth, making me unconscious..

After a while...

I woke up. I noticed that I was tied to a chair. I tried to escape but no. Where am I? What happened? I tried to recall what happened when a tall figure walked in and went towards me. “What do you want from me? I already have shit going on in my life,

I don’t need more...” I said to the person. He was wearing a mask and black clothes:

Suddenly, he came towards me and took his mask off. I recognised him... he was the speeding jerk!

“I. Don’t. Care.” He said.

“What have I done to you?!” I sighed.

He chuckled “Babe, it’s not what YOU have done, it’s what your FATHER has done. We killed him and YOU saw so OBVIOUSLY we couldn’t let you go.”

I glared at him, “He’s not even my real father. I don’t even care about his life.” He looked at me and scoffed. “So?”

He then tapped me on the head and said “You’ll be out of this room. Don’t worry.”

I sighed of relief.

He then left.

2 hours later

I don’t even know how long it’s been. I was trying to stay awake when I heard the door open. 2 unfamiliar men came and untied me. “Who are you?!” I shouted.

They grabbed me and one of them put their hand on my thigh. “We are taking you out.” One of them sighed. “Get your hand off my thigh!” I said to the other person. He smirked and moved it to my waist.

“Better for ya?”

“Pervert.” I mumbled. They then took me out of that room and into this house. IT WAS AN AMAZING HOUSE, OMG-

WAIT, I cannot get distracted!

They then put me into a bedroom and left me there. Okay, what the actual ****?

Another guy came in and said “Eat.”. He gave me a plate.

“I’m okay thank-“

“I DIDN’T ASK!” The guy shouted. Wow, talk about anger issues.

I then sighed and ate a bit. The guy left.

That was so weird lmao...

I then heard a phone ring... huh?

I looked beside me to see a phone:

I answered it...

On the phone:

Me: Hello?

Guy: Eunha.

Me: How do you know my name?

Guy: I am a Mafia leader what do you expect.

Me: Mafia? Hold on-

Guy: Listen up. We will communicate with this phone. Don’t try to phone anyone else as it won’t work.

Me: Who the **** would I contact? My non-existent friends?

Guy: Anyways, I am Jungkook. Call me ‘Mr Jeon’. I was the one who nearly ran you over.

Me: lol, you did that?

He hung up on me

WOWWWWW

I saw a note on the side. It read:

Contacts:

Jungkook: 1

Tae: 2

Jimin: 3

RM: 4

Hoseok: 5

Yoongi: 6

Seokjin: 7

Seokjin? My Seokjin? Suddenly the phone rang again..

On the phone

Me: *sarcastically* Wow, y’all must love me.

Guy: Whatever. Come down. I’m Yoongi.

He hung up.

I just sighed and went down. I saw 7 men sitting down. I couldn’t see 2 of them as they were facing the other way...

“Oh, she’s here.” Jungkook smirked.

“Sit down!” One of them said, showing a box smile.

I sat on a chair, opposite Jungkook. I then noticed the person next to him. He looked at me. Oh my god...

“SEOKJIN?!”

“EUNHA?!”