—gang—

Hearing my name being called by my boyfriend Jimin, I went downstairs to see all of his gang members sitting on the couch with henessy on the table. I quickly went upstairs when Jimin glared at me, completely forgotten the fact that I was only wearing his white shirt on with my underwear, nothing more.

"Get dressed in two hours, we'll be going on a party." He reminds me as I nodded, giving him a tight hug. He kissed the top of my head in return and went back downstairs. I love how he never asked me if I will go with him or not, it makes me feel confident that he'd rather have me always by his side to prove other girls that somebody owns him already and he ain't should be flirting with some other stranger. Thinking with my hands running against the dresses that's inside our walk-in closet, I finally thought of something I would wear. Since Jimin's wearing black, I'd be wearing a tight black dress, it has long sleeves and it hugs my body perfectly.

I got my hair done as well as my make-up and slipped on my black heels before going downstairs.

"Damn," Jin shook his head once while they watched me walk downstairs. Their look made me uncomfortable as I made my way towards my boyfriend who licked his lips while he wrapped his arm around my waist. Turning us around in front of them, Taehyung gulped when he looked at me from up, going down while the youngest pushed his tongue inside his cheek before biting his bottom lip.

"All mine." Jimin looked at each of them coldy when my cheeks started to blush. Each of them went inside their luxurious car. Jimin opened the car door for me while looking at his surroundings, making sure that nobody is stalking them because as far as I know there is a gang who wants to beat the shit out of them just because the reason that they don't like them. When they leave their houses to go somewhere, they steal a lot of attention from girls especially when it comes to my man. Jimin's gang members were all attractive just like him and maybe the gang that were mad at them hates it because if you let any girl choose between them, it's my boyfriend's gang they would choose. Why? First of all, looks. The second, fame. And last but not the least, money. But I'm not like them, I love Jimin beyond those.

As always, he drove fast and find it fun racing with the members until they have parked outside the club. Just when I stepped out the car, everyone's looking at me and Jimin had to wrap his arm around my waist before anyone else grabs me from him. They can, only when they're ready to have a surgery on their face.

"I'm sorry sir but—" my boyfriend called Namjoon before pointing at the bouncer using his head. My heart started beating fast when I thought they're going to argue with the bouncer and beat the shit out of him but I was wrong. Namjoon handed Jimin a stack of money and he pushed it against the bouncer's chest, causing him to stumble as we stepped inside, completely ignoring the startled bouncer that has a huge amount of money on his hands.

"Have fun baby girl," the music was too loud that Jimin had to say it on my ear. We sat on the couch where I guess VIP should sit and it made me really uncomfortable now that we're in front of some stripper. It's not that I'm disgusted but I'm not just comfortable watching them. They are wearing tight dress that's soon enough will be laying on the floor. I was enjoying the song but got distracted when Hoseok handed me a drink, almost forcing me to drink it. Jimin leaned closer, pushing Hoseok's hand away from me.

"Come on, just one drink Jimin. Let her just this night," his friend groaned which made me nervous now that I can see Jimin's face totally shows how annoyed he is right now because everytime we go out to have fun, Hoseok would like to see me drunk and I don't know why.

"Your desire or your life? Think." He clenched his jaw, resting his back on the couch and watched the strippers until Jimin caught one of their attention. She walked sexily towards Jimin, ready to wrap her legs around him when he stopped her, making me sigh in relief because as closer she gets to him, the harder I felt like somebody's choking me.

"See that sexy and beautiful woman sitting right there?" He pointed at me.

She glanced at me before returning her eyes back on him, "that's my girl." He raised both of his eyebrows once as she showed an annoyed expression, rolling her eyes while sighing and going back the stage. Feeling confident and happy with what my boyfriend just did, he stood up and rolled his head clockwise.

"I should sit beside you," he groaned when he sat down. I chuckled, agreeing with what he said.

"You should. Now that we just arrived and these girls can't wait to get into your pants," I shook my head while chuckling when I noticed that another stripper was looking at my man, trying to dance sexily to get his attention but his eyes were just on me, completely staring at me while I talk.

"Fuck, you look so hot and beautiful at the same time." He sighed in disbelief and put his hands on each side of my waist agressively, pulling me into a kiss. We're apparently making out and when I pulled out to get some air properly, I failed when a moan came out my mouth now that his target is my neck.

"Jimin," my hand went to the back of his neck and up to the root of his hair, tugging it with my eyes closed while his hand is now going up my thigh. He pecked my neck where he placed which I guess a hickey that made me smirk, knowing that the strippers have their eyes on us the entire time. There's no way that these hoes will replace me, not a fucking chance. I watched how Jimin licked his lips before resting his back against the couch, his arm behind my shoulders. I was staring at the person I love beside me and realized he looks too unreal.

"What are you staring at? Do you want more?" He asked cockily with a smirk, my cheeks started to burn as I hit his arm once.

"That hurts," he pretended that I hit him very hard which we both knew that's only a lie and he tried to caress his arm where I hitted him. He frowned which made me roll my eyes. He had been through a lot of fight and there's no way that was the most painful thing he felt. We talked for a while not until Jin opened up a conversation about another issue or problem.

"So they want to confront us? Really?" Jimin laughed with the other members because they just found out how weak the opponents are. I wasn't now paying attention to their conversation about the another gang wanting to beat them when I feel the need to go to the restroom.

"Where are you going?" He asked right after he grabbed my wrist. I told him that I was only going to the restroom.

A mistake.

Someone pushed me inside, locking the door behind him and pushed me against the wall. He kissed my cheek before going down my neck, kissing them everywhere.

"You smell so damn good," I was trying to push him as hard as I can but he was stronger than me.

"Who the fuck are you?" I screamed which didn't stop him, not even for a while so I tried screaming my boyfriend's name but it was no use. He locked us in here and the music is too loud outside. Tears started to run down my cheeks as he shows no mercy at all.

"So you have a hickey on your neck, huh? Such a slut, aren't you? Take your dress off," he tried to pull it up but I stopped him. I was crying and yelling at him at the same time and I swear I'm starting to lose all of my energy. Jimin might be worried now that it's taking a lot of time before I even return.

You'll regret this, bastard.

He started to remove his belt while he kept kissing my neck. He tried to kiss me once but I looked away when he's trying to. I felt disgusted as I was trying to remove both of my wrists from his grip. I tried to push him with the use of my foot but with his other hand, he held my thigh. I lost my hope, thinking that this guy will end up fucking me but not until I heard a door slam, probably someone heard me screaming inside.

Jimin.

His eyes were almost as wide as an owl and his ears were red. He's breathing deeply now that he saw tears running down my cheeks, looking helpessly.

"Bro, what the fuck?" The guy complained and turn around, letting go of me as I stand up straight and fixed my dress. Before I even wipe a single tear on my cheek, Jimin punched the guy so hard that he fell on the ground right away.

"So it's you, you fucking asshole." He said through his gritted teeth, his jaw clenching very hard due to the situtation. Maybe that guy is the leader of the gang who's mad at them.

"You don't deserve her. Look at you, you're a playboy." He answered cockily, not feeling scared at all when he should be.

He isn't.

Jimin let him stand up weakly and he tried to punch him but Jimin was fast enough to shun, kicking his face which made him hit his head on the cubicle door. I called out for his name because I don't want this to get worse but it did. The other gang members went inside, shocked when they saw their gang leader sitting down on the floor with his back resting against the cubicle door where he just hitted his head. I thought Jimin will fight all by himself but Hoseok and the others arrived, a huge fight kept on going.

The guy smirked at me as Jimin bent his knees and his feet against the floor still, he untucked his shirt which made me gulp when I saw a gun appeared on his torso. He's laying on the floor helplessly with a blood running down his chin, Jimin grabbed his pocket knife and pointed it towards him. My hands started shaking, I'm not ready to witness another death again.

"Move and you're dead," Jimin threathened when he noticed that the guy wanted to do something to him. He let the point of the knife ran down his neck, the guy gulping, going down to his chest. He closed his pocket knife, putting it back where he grabbed it and started to choke the guy.

"Touch my girl once again and this is not the only one you're getting, I'll make sure you're fucking dead." He'll only remove his hand when he finished his sentence and I can tell that he's barely breathing with his face now red but Jimin is talking slowly. When he let go of him, he tried to get a lot of air and Jimin stood up, kicking him in the face numerously.

"Jimin," my voice is now weak because I don't wanna watch anymore of these. He looks terrible, I think he'll be needing stitches.

"There they are!" A customer pointed at us and a bouncer tried to grab Jimin but he glared at him. I was surprised. Literally. I think the bouncer got scared of him when he saw the man's body helplessly laying on the floor and he didn't want that to happen on him. They left us inside the restroom now that their attention is on the guy and his other gang members that were in a terrible condition. He grabbed a tissue and wet it with water before wiping it all around my neck. I just let him until he was satisfied, drying it with a tissue once again.

"Shit, I thought he fucked you cause I swear right from there I should've killed him." He sighed and I quickly hugged him tight as I started crying. He became soft now that he saw one of his weaknesses which is me crying. He caressed my back and pulled away right after to wipe my tears.

"I won't let that happen again, okay? The next person who gets to touch you like that or even worse, will end up being dead." I laughed softly with what he said but it seems that it's not a joke to him so I pulled my lips in, regretting what I just did.

"I'm being serious here," he said and tried to lean in for a kiss but I pushed him away slightly.

"What?"

"I hate this place now, let's get out." This place just reminds me of everything that happened a while ago that's why I'm sure that this would be our last day also visiting this club. As usual, he wrapped his arm around my waist once we go outside. The crowd leaving a space for us to get out now that they're scared of him and I felt some of them looking at me. The ambulance and police cars were outside so I held his hand and ran fastly where he parked the car but he doesn't seem bothered at all just like the other members of his gang who were getting inside their car.

"Chill baby girl," he laughed and opened the car door for me while I get inside as fast as I can. My jaw dropped when I just saw him walking normally on his way inside the car.

"Ain't you gonna do it faster? There were cops in here." I asked while he turns on the engine, he just laughed at how scared I look. I rolled my eyes, jolting my back against my seat and crossed my arms.

"So?" He lately answered, beeping twice as a goodbye to the other members. None of them had any wounds on their faces which is very impressive for me.

"You can be in jail for how many years just by looking at the guy you beated almost to death." I freaked out while he doesn't feel nervous at all, his hand on the steering wheel and remains unbothered. He gave me a look which I understood, money. With the power of money, he can be sent to jail and still get out easily. He licked his lips and glanced at me before getting his attention back on the road.

"Besides, he deserves it anyway." I sighed and was startled when he stopped the car in the middle of the street, good thing there's not even a single car behind us.

"Stop thinking about it. Come here," I faced him and he quickly grabbed my chin and started kissing me that made my knees weak. Damn, he really is a good kisser. His hand made its way on my waist and the other one on my neck, pulling me closer to him. But he pulled away which made groan in annoyance.

"Just five minutes. We're almost there baby girl," he shook his head while smiling and started to drive fast as he could.

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this is one of my favorite so far