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CHAPTER 4

"S-September 12?" I overheard someone murmur. I looked towards where I heard the voice, and it was Jin who caused me to look away when I noticed his eyes glistening while staring at me. He remembered. I gulped, attempting to settle my nerves, but it was ineffective because I kept having flashbacks to what had transpired that day.

"I love you so much, Lee Jia, and I just knew we'd be together forever; will you marry me?" he asked me on that day.

"H-how could you do this to me?" When I confessed to cheating on him, his voice trembled as he bursted into tears.

That night, I broke both of our hearts. To keep him safe from myself and awful people who would harm him only to get to me. I knew I had to lie and tell him that horrible thing because I wanted him to hate me. I'd rather have him despise me because he thinks I'm cheating on him than to knowing who I really am.

When I left him inside our apartment, I muttered, "I am so sorry, Jin." I watched from a distance how I broke him and how he was kneeling on the floor, screaming his eyes out. "I love you so much," I finally whispered, as I felt a tear escape, followed by another until I was crying. I kept my palm to my mouth to avoid making any noise that would notify him that I was still here. Watching him. I still haven't left him. And that I, too, am hurting, just like him.

I left when I couldn't handle looking at his vulnerable state while never looking back.

Just like that.

I feel dizzy thinking how I had to lie to him because I was afraid he could hurt himself if he got too close to me. I snapped out of it when I felt someone grab my hand and start dragging me away. I became aware only to discover that Jin was clutching my hand. I heard the others yell his name because they were confused and shocked by his behavior.

I panicked, unable to free myself from his firm grip on my hand, so I simply gave in. We left the meeting room, and I was taken into a secluded area where he believes we might have privacy. He was correct; this quiet area is a space where I go to escape from my thoughts. A location where I may be vulnerable without being seen. The only thing I can hear is our heavy breathing from the run he got us into.

As soon as we cooled down, realization set in. I'm in an isolated room with my ex-boyfriend, or ex-fiancé. Alone. What could happen in this room without anybody witnessing it, and no one hearing it because it is soundproof. It was only the two of us. I didn't even look at him, instead staying focused on the floor to avoid his intense focus on me. Since when did I ever lower my head to someone? Right now. Just for him. Only he can make me do things that I would never do to anyone else.

When I heard him get closer to me, I began to breathe harder, despite the fact that I was taking a step back every time he got too close. Until I could only feel the hard wall behind me, I knew he had me, and I couldn't even run away since I was distracted by our near proximity. Why does his presence remain affecting me? It's been years, but I'm still drawn to him.

"Do you remember?" He asked, his voice deeper than normal and tinged with strange emotions. I remained mute while staring at his clothed chest as I couldn't look him in the eyes.

I was terrified to see how much he despised me. He scoffed, "Oh, you remember, right? Because I could still remember how you made my heart so happy and then broke my heart at the end of that day." He spit, his voice breaking at the end. I took a long breath, trying to keep back my emotions, still hesitating to answer him because I was terrified I would break down and end up giving him the truth.

No. I can't. I can't tell him the truth.

I attempted to move, desperate to escape, but I couldn't even run away from how he was trapping me in the wall. I sighed in defeat, knowing that the only way out was to deliberately hurt him, something I couldn't do again. When I felt something wet fall on me, my heart began to beat painfully. He was crying. I made him cry again. When I heard his sniffles, I couldn't take it longer and gently looked up from his chest to look him in the eyes. And maybe see how much he dislikes me.

I freeze as I take up his wet cheeks, somewhat messy hair, and eyes that refuse to move away from mine. I cringed slightly when I finally let my eyes contact his, realizing how much he was hurting as a result of my actions. I hated myself so much for hurting him, for lying to him, when I despised being lied to. We merely stared at each other, trying to disguise our emotions but failing. I noticed a shift in the atmosphere as I realized he was leaning in. Regardless of how much I wanted to ignore it, I was also missing him. I was also hurting when he was not with me.

So I just let whatever happens, happens.

"I'm so-" I tried to apologize, even though I knew it wouldn't change anything. That my apology would not erase the memories of how I destroyed his heart that day.

However, he cut me off by pressing his lips on mine aggressively while lifting both of his hands to grip my face and leaning entirely on me as if to stop me from running away. But I did not do that. I closed my eyes and allowed my heart to do whatever it wanted. Even if it's just for now, I'll let my feelings make the decision this time.

I kissed him back with the same passion. I can feel his fury and misery through the kiss because he was trying so hard to devour me while grabbing my jaw forcefully. I gently reached up both of my hands encircling around his neck as I sensed he was going to escalate the kiss and wouldn't part up anytime soon.

I wanted this, and so did him. Soon, I felt one of his hands slip away from my jaw, but the other remained in place as he curved it around my waist, holding me tightly as if ensuring himself that I wouldn't leave him this time. All the time, he was roughly kissing me, attempting to pull our bodies closer together than they were.

I gasped slightly when I felt his hand gripping my ass cheek, and he took advantage of the opportunity to let his tongue inside of my warm mouth and connect with mine. I gasped when he began aggressively sucking my tongue, but it was giving me so much pleasure. I inhaled deeply as he slowly tasted and sucked my tongue with his own warm tongue. Soon, I felt him slow down as I patted him hard to let him know I couldn't breathe after how long we had been kissing.

We were breathing heavily with our eyes closed, yet our foreheads were still touching. It appears that he has no intention of releasing his grip on me. And perhaps he is.

I'm not sure how it happened, but we ended up kissing each other again, this time more harsh and demanding than before. Our hands around our bodies, almost frantic to feel each other after so long. I felt myself being lifted by his strong arms while being trapped to the wall as I wrapped my legs around him, allowing me to feel his rising erection. It was enticing, so I slowly moved my hips, causing him to grip my waist tightly and groan into my mouth.

He slowly started moving his hips upward to meet my moves, causing me to moan and clench into nothing from the pleasure he was giving.

When he was frustrated that he couldn't feel me the way he wanted because of the barrier that was keeping us from feeling each other, he slowly began to move backwards towards the bed he had seen previously. I clung to him as we continued to kiss each other, as if we had been looking forward to this for a long time. Perhaps we are.

I feel myself being gently thrown onto the soft mattress as he lies on top of me, keeping himself up to keep his body from crushing mine. When we felt a need for oxygen, he slowly moved away from the kiss.

I closed my eyes to focus on my breathing, but I could feel his gaze on me. I opened my eyes as I felt him gently touching my cheek. "Do you want this, baby?" He questioned in a low tone, as if to let me know that I could say no if I didn't want it. But no, I want it. I wanted to be selfish for once, and that was to want him.

But I felt worried about him; wouldn't he hurt himself more if we continued? What was this even for?

I nodded slowly, "But do you?" I asked him again, just to be sure. "Yes. I want to. I've been longing for you for years, and now that I finally have you with me, I won't let you go. It may seem wrong because you hurt me, but it doesn't matter; all I want to do right now is love you again." He sincerely said, gazing at me with half-lidded eyes filled with affection and lust.

I find myself slowly breaking down into tears because of how open he is about his emotions. And from discovering that he still loves me.

"H-how could you say that when I literally cheated on you? Why would you love someone like me?" I asked quietly, staring him in the eyes. He froze for a few seconds before softly smiling at me, a sad smile.

"Blame my heart for that. I don't know, but no matter what you did, It still beats for you. I still love you, Jia. I know that at least. I never stopped loving you." He tenderly whispered, wiping my wet cheeks and kissing my forehead. I inhaled shakily, raising one of my hands to caress his cheek, which was also soaked from his own tears.

"I never stopped loving you, Jin." That's all it takes for him to reclaim my lips, this time even more urgent. Desperate to feel and love me again. I placed my hands around his neck and kissed him back, and as I slowly wrapped my legs around his waist, I felt him slowly unbutton my polo shirt and grind his hips against my clothed entrance, causing me to whimper.

After he finished unbuttoning my shirt, I released my grip on his neck and began unbuttoning his as well. I can feel his hands roaming across my chest, causing me to unbutton his shirt quicker, eager to feel his bare body against mine again.

He drew away from the kiss and carefully sat up, removing his shirt off his body while I did the same. I carefully removed my bra while he stared with keen eyes. We just stared at each other's naked upper bodies, with his mighty figure revealing itself to me. I carefully make my approach to his sitting figure, where I sit on his lap with my hands around his neck. He placed his arms around my waist, breathing fast, his face directly in front of my exposed chest.

It seemed as if he was yearning it, as he began sucking on my nipple hungrily while his other hand moved to another untouched nipple of mine, softly caressing and pinching it, causing me to moan loudly and grab him tightly. He took his hands away from me to unbutton my jeans, but he didn't stop sucking and kissing my other nipple which were left abandoned. I tried to focus on unbuttoning his pants so I could finally feel him.

When he finished unbuttoning my jeans, I stood up and instantly removed them, but not my panty. He also removed his pants, leaving only his boxers on. He carefully turned around to rest his back on the headboard, and I allowed myself to sit again on his lap. I sat just where his hard erection was, forcing me to bite my lip to keep a moan from escaping.

His erection was pressing into my entrance, causing me to clench again, and I'm sure he could feel it because he smirked. I can feel his hungry eyes on me as he watches me slowly rub my thinly covered entrance against his erection, basically dry humping him.

When he saw I was about to come, he grabbed my waist tightly to keep me from moving, causing me to whine. He smirked and slowly lifted me to remove his boxer, as I gripped the headboard behind him, knowing that I'd finally be able to feel him again.

I gazed down at his hard and ready cock, which smacked against his stomach when he finally took off his boxer. I gasped as he set aside my panty and carefully massaged my lips, forcing me to grab onto the headboard as if my life depended on it. When he inserted a finger into my opening, I moaned softly.

I can feel my thighs shaking and I want to sink down to his length, but we knew I needed to be prepared first because he knew it had been a long time for both of us. He entered another finger while fucking me so quickly and deeply that I continued to clench and cry out his name. He kept going in and out till he finally inserted the third finger, making me gasp with pleasure. When he thought I was ready for his hard cock, he carefully removed his fingers as I groaned in the emptiness.

I can feel him slowly loosening his firm grip on my waist as he eventually releases his grip on my waist to keep me upright. He positioned his cock, which was now dripping into my warm entrance, as he forced my body to sink down to his length, causing me to grip him hard. I think I forgot he was thick and lengthy. He kissed me as I was still sliding down to muffle my groans, and when I finally had all of him in me, I drew back and breathed deeply while adjusting to his enormity. I kept tightening as he struggled to keep himself from thrusting.

I whispered to his ear, "Fuck me hard, daddy"

He groaned, flipped us around so he was on top, and began thrusting at an animalistic pace, making me shout his name and cry in pleasure. He grasped my waist hard and fucked me mercilessly, as if he was releasing all of his pent-up emotions and fury toward me. I held his back fiercely, sensing that I was getting near. I whispered, "I'm c-close," I told him, despite the fact that he already knew because of how tightly I clenched around him, causing him to groan.

"Come, baby." He allowed me, and that was all it took for me to feel me cumming around him, mumbling his name repeatedly. He gradually stopped thrusting as I came in, and he turned us around as I was now on top.

"Make daddy cum, sweetheart." He muttered to my ear, causing me to bite my lip and clench around him again. I obeyed and started moving my hips while he observed me with half-closed eyes. I gently sat up and sank in again, causing me to whimper with sensitivity and him to groan deeply from pleasure. I began moving quickly as he threw his head back against the headboard, feeling that he was close.

I sat up instantly when I notice he was going to cum and dropped to my knees to wrap my mouth around his extremely hard cock. He moaned in surprise as I took him into my mouth, causing him to exhale heavily at the sight of me bobbing my head up and down his thick and lengthy cock. He grasped my hair tightly while holding it, biting his lips at the pleasurable sight, which was just enough to make him cum.

He leaned back against the headboard and moaned loudly when he finally came into my mouth, and I hummed, enjoying how he tasted.

His thighs shook as he breathed deeply, while I continued to bop my head, swallowing every load he spewed. I slowly removed my mouth from his cock after licking clean all of his cum and swallowing it all, and I looked up to see him struggling to settle his hard breathing while staring at me. He dragged me back up to his lap and kissed me slowly, unconcerned about the fact that he could taste himself.

We slowly drew away from the kiss and rested our foreheads on each other, eyes closed. We soon fell asleep, holding each other. There was no one else to witness what transpired inside that room but the two of us.

A/N: THIS IS SO BAD I'M SO SORRY

PAINFUL TRUTH | BTS

CHAPTER 3

As I stood in front of them, expecting them to pay attention to me, I realized that the boys' manager was still in the conference room, which I disliked.

I looked at the man and said, "I'm sorry, but can you please leave? This meeting is only for the people involved, such as Mr. Bang and the boys." I tried to be respectful. The man looked at Mr. Bang with a pleading expression, "I can't leave. I am also worried about the boys." He added, staring at the boys with a fake worried expression, but they don't appear to notice how fake he is.

Ting.

How many times does he plan to lie in a day? "Ms. Lee, you can trust him; he's been with us for years." Mr. Bang was attempting to calm me as the boys nodded in agreement, but I wasn't having it. I rolled my eyes, and while I should not have done so because it could be perceived as disrespectful, I didn't care at this point. They gasped silently as they witnessed the action. I remained silent as I proceeded towards the man, smirking and looking at everyone. "Mr. Bang, are you sure?" I questioned, taunting him.

Mr. Bang swallowed nervously as he saw my expression. "W-what?" he mumbled, uncertainty coursing through his veins. I turned my gaze from the man to look at Mr. Bang, and I stopped walking to stand in front of him.

"Are you sure you can trust this man?" I asked him in a pretend humorous tone. Mr. Bang remained silent as if bewildered, so one of his boys spoke up. "Ms. Lee, like he said, you can trust Mr. Kim as he's been our manager for almost three years." Jin spoke up, seeming irritated that I don't believe their extraordinarily real and innocent manager.

I grinned mockingly, "Is that so? He's been working for you for nearly three years, you said, and you still don't know how fake he is? I only know him for-" I paused to check the time on my wristwatch. "-32 minutes but even with such a short time, I already know that he is not a very honest person." Their manager clenched his teeth, fury and confusion coursing through his veins. How the heck did you know he was lying? He believed he was doing an excellent job as an actor, but it doesn't matter since he believes the boys will support him, but I'm not going to take his lying ass anymore.

Mr. Bang remained silent and appears to be simply observing the manager. Jin looks at me perplexed because he believes I was really harsh and disrespectful for saying so, yet he can't help but feel a bit afraid because of how confident you appear while saying such things.

The other members are now very tense and bewildered about what is going on, gazing between their manager and you. "And why do you think he is lying?" Yoongi asked this time, asking the question that other members are too afraid to ask since they can't move their lips to say.

I smirked, looking back to find the manager glaring at me, making me chuckle mockingly at him. I stared at him, then at his dark gray jacket, and then back at his eyes to notice how stiff he became as he noticed me looking at his jacket. I raised my hand to touch his jacket while maintaining eye contact with the man who appeared to freeze in front of me, and as soon as I touched that small thing, which you can't see easily but only if you pay close attention.

And it is something that is quite familiar to me now; I removed it firmly from his jacket, threw it to the ground, and stamped on it repeatedly until it smashed into pieces. Mr. Bang and the other members all looked at it immediately, but it appears that just one of them knows what it is. "A fucking spy cam." Yoongi cursed, glaring at their manager, or perhaps now ex-manager, who appears to be about to shit his pants.

"What do you mean, hyung? A spy cam?" Jimin asked in disbelief, still processing everything. Yoongi was unable to respond to his question because he was already on his way to their fake ass of a manager. As soon as he arrived, he hit him straight in the jaw, and everyone heard a bone cracking as the impact was remarkably forceful. Yoongi was furious, as were the others, but no one could do that to the man like Yoongi; they were as motionless as statues after learning that their manager had deceived them.

"What a fucking jerk. We trusted you, and I can't believe you also tricked me." Yoongi spat in fury, gazing furiously at the man who was now on the floor, gripping his jaw and groaning in pain. He clenched his fists and spat, "Leave before I kill you." But then the manager started giggling and seemed as if he had lost his mind. I looked at the man and saw him smirking at me, as if the pain wasn't bothering him anymore.

He quickly got up, carrying a small sharp knife, and it appears that he was hiding it in his boots while racing towards me at a high speed to attack me, but he should know better than get close to me. I backed away easily as soon as he raised his hand to stab me, and he is aiming for my neck. Screams could be heard, but I didn't pay attention to them. He yelled in anger and attempted to attack me again, but was stopped when someone punched him in the stomach, causing him to drop the knife and hold his stomach in pain. I instantly took the knife from the floor and analyzed it.

I scoffed in disbelief, but wasn't shocked after smelling the knife. It seemed strange of the man to attempt to stab me while just aiming at my neck. "Really? I didn't realize they wanted me dead that bad," I sarcastically replied, glancing at the man on the floor. When I looked at the others, I noticed that they were standing there, holding their mouths and looking afraid. But I'm glad they didn't make a fuss and called for help. I made it extremely straightforward to them last time that in these kind of situations, you should never call anyone else for help until absolutely necessary. Unless I instructed them to do so.

They disagreed at first, but they knew better than to disobey me. I'm only doing what I know is best for them: protecting them. Yoongi took the knife from me and smelled it, but he didn't recognize the smell. He gave me a questioning look, but I didn't even look at him because I was now walking around the room, warning them not to allow their manager leave. I investigated every area of the conference room, including under the table, to ensure that there were no other spy cameras in the room.

When I finished checking everything and ensuring that the conference room was safe, I returned to check on them and saw that their manager was tied to a chair. It's ridiculous that they used tape to bind him, but they used a lot of it, so it proved extremely effective in keeping him in place. His wrists and feet are securely tied, and I'm sure it would be terrible for the man to remove the tape from his skin afterwards, but do we care? No.

I remained silent as I made my way in front of the man, with the others on either side of him. Yoongi, Jin, and Mr. Bang is on his right, with the rest on his left. I sighed, already knowing who came up with this idea, but stayed quiet. I looked down at the man as I stood in front of him.

I ripped open his jacket and shirt, hoping to discover something that would confirm whether my guess was correct. The others seemed astonished but didn't ask why. And I see it. The tattoo appears to be identical to the tattoo on the letters.

"It's them," I exclaimed, glancing at the boys. "What do you mean?" Jungkook said, puzzled. I bit on my lower lip before replying, "The symbol on the threats is identical to the tattoo this man has; it's them." I pointed out with an unreadable expression on my face.

"What? What is the meaning of that tattoo anyway? I just don't understand why that man has that symbol tattooed on his body, and even on the letters, that symbol was there." Jungkook muttered in confusion, his brow furrowing in an attempt to understand but failing. "Don't you get it? That symbol is there because they wanted to be known. They had the symbol tattooed on their bodies because it's like a tradition, they will have to get that tattoo as a recognition that they are a member of their organization." I remarked as I examined the tattoo of the male.

The tattoo shows a little snake. Simple, yet it means a lot to them. They define a snake as someone who stabs you behind your back with no remorse. They are a bunch that will do whatever it takes to win, fair or unfair. They simply have to win; that is the goal. And their boss adores snakes, that may possibly mean death. To the point where he would have his members wear the symbol on their body.

A symbol of who they are.

Snakes.

They remained silent as I pondered how to persuade the man in front of me to spill some information that could potentially help us in some way, but I knew it wasn't possible because their leader isn't stupid. "Do you know who I am?" I questioned the man, simply asking the question. I want to know whether he knows who I truly am.

The man shrugged, laughing, "You are Lee Jia, the CEO of whatever company you own, it's not like I fucking care." He spit, rolling his eyes. The others didn't even bother to cover their surprised gasps, as they couldn't believe the man's disrespectful attitude.

I allowed my gaze to wander across his body as I faked a smile to mock him, "Hm. I don't know but one thing I know is that your organization sucks. You might think you guys are some cool people out there because no one was able to catch you, yet. But in reality, your leader is not really that smart. He acts recklessly once his buttons are triggered, he only thinks about himself. You should've known that by now."

The man gasped, "H-how do you know-" He was unable to continue his question because I paused him off. "How? Think. How the hell do you think I know your leader's name, gender, etc. when his personal information was too confidential and impossible to obtain anywhere?" I said, stunning everyone and purposefully making him believe that I am not someone he-they should fool with. The man remained silent and stared into nothing, as if he already knew the answer.

I chuckled darkly, lowering my body slightly to face the man and peering into his eyes. "I can make the impossible possible, because I am Lee Jia," I said slowly as I looked into his eyes. I leaned back and began walking around him, observing him. The others stepped back to give me room to do what I needed to do.

"Your tattoo, do you know what that means?" I asked the man, pausing in front of him again. I wanted to know since it's possible that he doesn't understand what their tattoo implies. You see, I discovered that there are three levels in their organization.

Level one. People who are regarded as very significant and have many contacts within the organisation. People in whom the organization trusted.

Level two. People in the middle. People who can aid the organization but are not yet trusted.

Level three. A group of spies and assassins. People who are not significant to the organization and, if caught while on a mission, are immediately eliminated out of the group. And obviously, this dude is on the third level. He is now completely useless to the organization, and it appears that he is unaware of this.

After I posed the question, the man glanced at me suspiciously, but he saw no risk and didn't hesitate to respond. "Our boss said that the meaning of our tattoo is that snakes may be dangerous, but in hard times they'll help each other in the end just like how he'll help us whenever we are in trouble." He remarked with certainty and was smirking at me. "Pfft-" I snorted, unable to contain my laughter since it was too amusing. Does he honestly believe their boss will save them? Poor guy.

The man looked at me open-mouthed because why did I even laugh when there's nothing humorous about what he said? Seeing the man's reaction makes me laugh even more so I didn't bother to restrain my laughter any longer, so that's what I did. I laughed in his face. "What the fuck was funny about that? Trust me, you won't be able to even laugh when my boss arrives and saves me." He snarled, gritting his teeth and exclaiming furiously.

I stopped laughing when I realized they were all staring at me like I was insane, but the others didn't say anything because they were too terrified. "You are so dumb," I said flatly, my look inscrutable. "How long have you been with them?" I demanded, lifting an eyebrow.

Again, he believed it was unimportant, so he responded immediately. "Almost four years. I was already 6 months in the group when I was asked to work for them-" He replied monotonously, staring at the seven boys who froze. "-so that was 3 years ago. I didn't even know i'll be doing this manager thingy with them for so long."

I hummed, but there seemed to be something missing: "When did you start doing that manager thing?" He stared at me as if it was a foolish question since how could he remember the date? But then he remembered because he knew he had celebrated the night he got hired. "Oh, September 12. I remembered because I celebrated that night, and it was with my ex-lover. It was our first year anniversary, so I know." He said, his eyes flashing with unknown emotion for a few seconds, but I did not pay attention.

That date was the day I abandoned him just so he could achieve his dreams.

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CHAPTER 2

Jia's POV

A few minutes passed before I heard my secretary announce that my father had arrived. I hastily stood up to leave my chair, and as I approached the door, it opened, and my father entered my office, glancing around the room before fixing his gaze on me.

"Hello, dad. What brought you here so suddenly? I was in the middle of an important meeting." I greeted him while bowing slightly, then motioned for him to seat on my sofa, despite the fact that he was already making himself at home on my spacious sofa.

This building has 78 storeys, however this is the largest office room in my building. So I don't mind that those guys came along with Mr. Bang because my office, which used to be my father's, is very vast.

The CEO position was given to me at a young age, and I don't want to complain because I enjoy doing business, which requires action. In or out. It's not as if I was compelled to take this road; I chose it myself. But deep inside, I understood I didn't have many options at the time, which is why I became a CEO so early.

My father arched an eyebrow at me, "I know you know why I'm here, though." I sighed, finally stopping to pretend I didn't know why he was here, despite the fact that I obviously did.

"Alright you win. So it's finally the time huh?" I remarked chuckling, even though there is nothing amusing about the situation.

I'm losing it.

My father stared at me and started scrutinizing me. I know that should annoy me a little, but him scrutinizing me as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking doesn't disturb me. I was used to that, and I am also like that. A highly observant person. He turned away after a few minutes, which calmed my racing heart, which felt like it was about to burst out of my body.

"You know this was an agreement between you and I a few years ago. You agreed to it and I never forced you. I gave you time to think about it but you still said yes so you can't back down now because I don't have anyone else to give that position except you. My only child. My heir." He reminds me with a firm expression as I nodded at him.

"So, when is the party?" I asked, making him smile.

-

My father left after two hours of detailing everything that would happen at the party he was holding for me. He is just like that; whenever there is an occasion, he ensures that the celebration is lavish and large. Very huge. However, this month's party will be significantly different from all of the previous ones. This celebration is for me. For me, who is going to become a leader for our real business.

I started cleaning up the messs surrounding my table, then took my handbag and long brown coat before leaving the office. I strolled till I reached the elevator, then waited a few minutes before entering as it opened. I came out of the elevator and was about to leave the building when I noticed a familiar man standing calmly in the lobby, glancing at his wristwatch, as if he had been waiting for someone for quite some time.

I slowed my pace to see if it was actually him, and when he looked up from his watch, his blank eyes rested on me, astonishing me slightly. I turned away from him and began making my way out of the building since I was worn out and just wanted to get home to sleep.

I was holding my handbag securely as I approached the exit when I heard my name called, prompting me to turn around and see him striding towards me with his typical scowl. He stopped approaching when he was just a few steps away from me, "It's been a while, Mafia Princess." He murmured the last bit, bowing ninety degrees, which drew the attention of the other staff, but they didn't care because they were like that to me as well. They understood I was not someone to mess with. They also understood the need of respecting me and everyone else at all costs. How can you be an honorable security guard if you don't know how to respect others?

I gazed at the man in front of me blankly before turning away to continue my attempt to leave the building to the private parking lot that only I had access to. There are three parking lots: one for me, one for clients, and another for employees. My fingerprint is the sole thing that can open my private parking lot, ensuring that no one else may meddle or intrude.

But this time, I'm going to let the man behind me into this place. As soon as I walked inside, he followed, and the door closed itself, beeping to indicate that it was locked.

I turned around to face him. "What do you want?" I questioned, arching an eyebrow at him. He averted his wandering eyes to stare at me briefly, then looked down after meeting my heated gaze to look at his feet. "Why?" He just spoke one word, but I knew what he was asking, and I don't know how to respond.

Who am I fooling? Of course I do. I clicked my tongue and said, "It's been years," implying that I don't want to continue the subject right now. He doesn't appear to want to end this conversation, though. Of course, after meeting me again after years, he refuses to pass up the opportunity to speak with me.

"I know years have passed, but you didn't even give me an explanation back then; I should at least deserve to know the reason, don't you think so?" He said blankly, still looking down at his feet.

I breathed deeply, "I know but don't you think because of that it benefits you more seeing the state your group are in right now? You guys are known worldwide already and you guys could achieve more in the future. And that became possible because you had no distractions. You never had to worry about anything else because of what I did. Don't you realize it now? I did that so you could focus on your dream."

He looked up when he heard that, "Why did you even care? If you didn't do that, I would have been by your side until now-" He continued, frustrated, but was cut short. "You know it didn't even matter because I had someone for that now, do you?" I interrupted his rambling. That seems to have silenced him, as he clenches his jaw.

I added, "And also, you don't have to call me Mafia Princess anymore." He glanced at me puzzled, but his eyes widened with recognition. "Is it the time?" he questioned, gasping. I smirked, gradually reducing the distance between us. "Yes, baby. It is finally the time," I whispered, causing him to shudder slightly.

When he started breathing heavily, I leaned back and looked at him, "Don't worry, because of that, I'll have more power and connections, which will help me more to help you guys, and I'll make sure none of you get hurt." I promised him that no matter what, those bastards would not be able to touch a single hair of these boys.

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It's been a week since I met Mr. Bang and his guys, and I finally had the opportunity to speak to them. After that conversation with my father, I became so preoccupied that I almost forgot about the position they have, which is now mine as well. I was preoccupied with preparing for the party, addressing things at the company because, no matter what, I am still the CEO, and other things which required both mental and physical preparation.

I am currently on my way to the BigHit building to meet with Mr. Bang and possibly the members as well, because they are deeply involved with this matter and need to be kept up to date on what will happen next. They stated they could just come to my company, but I wanted to familiarize myself with theirs as well, because I would be "working" there shortly. I should know how to get there, right?

As soon as I arrived to BigHit, I was greeted by an unidentified man in front of the building, who appeared to be waiting for me. "Hello, my name is Kim Jung-Ha. I am the manager of the boys, BTS. I was sent here to guide you through the building. It is nice to meet you, Ms. Lee." He greeted me with a respectful smile while bowing.

Ting.

When I heard it, I stared at him suspiciously, but not in an evident way, giving the impression that it was also a pleasure to meet him. As if. It is our first meeting, and he is already lying in my face. I'm not sure what he's lying about; maybe his name? or that he manages the boys? Perhaps he is lying when he says it's wonderful to meet me?

It doesn't matter; I need to be extra cautious with this man because he could very well be a spy for them. I also gave him a modest fake smile while greeting him, but it appears that he was duped by my act, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Soon, he led me through the building while discussing how the great Mr. Bang became successful, and he also informed me that one of the key reasons the company is so successful is because of BTS.

They are well-known all around the world for their excellent music and other accomplishments. He stated that the boys have been through a lot and have done nothing but good for the fans, but they continue to face hatred and threats, which they do not deserve.

Ting.

I clicked my tongue in disgust; why the hell is he lying to my face? I'm not sure which aspect he's lying about, and that's for me to figure out.

He appears to have heard me clicking my tongue because he stopped talking almost immediately to look at me, but I ignored him because we were getting close to the location where I was scheduled to meet them. He didn't even try to strike up a conversation after that, which I much appreciate because my ears are ringing painfully from his unknown lies. One thing I noticed about this building is that employees are kind, welcoming me as I passed them. The building is stunning; it is large and lovely. Overall, it is really luxurious.

The building has 53 floors, which is a large number for an K-pop industry. It appears like they are highly successful, but this will be irrelevant when they face a very dangerous person who has the potential to destroy them. We arrived in front of the conference room doorway on the 27th level.

I glanced at the man beside me and asked, "Are they in here?" He quickly lowered his eyes, "Yes. They are inside waiting for you." I hummed, "Alright. You can leave now, thank you for giving me a great tour of the building."

He stared at me, perplexed. "Why should I leave? I am instructed to guide you wherever you may go so that you do not get lost." He answered nicely, not understanding my argument. I rolled my eyes secretly and opened the door, not wanting to stare at the man any longer. He's so obnoxious and dumb. Who is he lying to? Me? I sarcastically laughed mentally, knowing that no one could fool me. Nobody can.

I opened the door, and it appears like they were talking before but stopped as they heard the door open. They all stood up and bowed to greet me. I simply nodded at them and returned a polite greeting. I stood in front of them, with a long and large table circling the meeting room. And I stood right in front of them, expecting that this meeting would take a long time.

Hii..can I ask you smt??

hiii! yes, what do you want to ask me?

PAINFUL TRUTH | BTS

CHAPTER 1

Jia's POV

I groaned to myself as I heard the familiar sound of my alarm. I lazily moved my hand around with my eyes closed to silence the irritating sound, and when I feel that familiar sensation, I fling it against the wall, and it quickly stops, causing me to sigh in relief.

Ugh. That's so annoying.

I sat up immediately as I remembered I had a meeting at 9 a.m. When I looked at the clock to check the time, my face turned pale.

Shit! It's already 8:35 a.m. and I'm late!

I rushed to the the bathroom as if my life depended on it. I swiftly took a bath and completed my morning routine in 5 minutes. It appears that I set a new record.

It's 8:40 a.m. and I need to be at my company by 9 a.m., and although it's my own company, I do my best to arrive on time, just like my employees. I do not wish to take advantage of my power for selfish reasons; I am a very fair person. Fortunately, my company is not far from my house and will only take 10 minutes to get there, so I decided to take my time when applying my makeup, but I only make it natural-looking because there is no need for me to appear lavish.

It's now 8:47 a.m. and it's time for me to leave, so I rushed to grab my handbag, keys, and phone before heading to the door and leaving the house after ensuring that it was locked because I can't risk leaving my house open, and even though I live in a very safe subdivision with guards patrolling every now and then, I still make sure to leave my house locked and secured. And it's not like the guards are particularly promising so there is a potential that a criminal may outwit them, so it's best to be safe than sorry.

I went to the parking lot, got inside my car, and then left, making sure I hadn't forgotten anything. I arrived at the company ten minutes later and was not late, which made me sigh with relief. I parked my car in the parking lot, took my handbag with my phone inside, and then got out of my car. I hit a button on my car key to lock it, and it beeped to notify me that it was locked, so I placed my keys in my handbag, straightened my hair slightly to ensure that I looked respectable, and then exited the parking lot.

I started strolling inside the company, and everyone greeted me with almost forced smiles on their faces, which made me chuckle mentally since I knew they were afraid of me because I was and still am a very stern CEO. Although I am not very kind when it comes to work, as I previously stated, I am a fair person, so if I need to be strict, I can be that in specific situations.

I entered the elevator and pressed the top floor, 78th floor. As I wait, my phone vibrates, indicating that I have received a message. I got my phone out of my purse and read the message.

SECRETARY JIYEON:

Where are you? They are already here!

I chuckled because it was as if I could hear her scolding me. I looked at the time and saw that it was already 9:04am, which made me sigh since even if I arrived at work on time, my secretary would still lecture me for being late. According to her, I should be at the office by the time the clock strikes 9 a.m. But I'm already almost 5 minutes late. Others in the company envied her for being close to me and able to speak with me casually. But it's just because she already knows too much about me and used that to her advantage to get close to me.

As soon as the elevator opened, I sighed with relief and rushed to my office. As I stood in front of my door, I paused to take a few deep breaths to calm myself before opening it with my typical neutral expression. Indeed, I see that my visitors have already arrived.

"I apologize for keeping all of you waiting," I remarked as I made my way to greet them. To be specific, there are eight of them. They were sitting before, and when they saw me, they stood instantly to greet me with those respectful smiles.

"No, it's okay. We just came early, that's why." A man in his almost 40s reassured me with a genuine smile. I nodded as I put my handbag on my desk as I sat on my chair. I gestured for them to sit on the sofa in front of me, and they all sat with tensed postures, making me frown lightly.

Am I really that scary? I assumed that while I examined them all, they were either looking at the ground or smiling awkwardly at me, but one of them was staring me directly in the eyes with an unreadable face, making me smirk internally. As expected.

"You do know them, right? Bang Sihyuk here was the one who contacted you for an immediate meeting, but they didn't say why because they said they'd tell you personally," Jiyeon continued, referring to Bang Sihyuk, who appears to be in his early 40s. I nodded, "I remember you, Mr Bang, but I thought you'd be coming alone?" I asked, puzzled by the huge crowd of people.

He chuckled, "Well, that was my plan because I didn't want you to feel overcrowded, but then I thought I'd bring them to you so you could understand why I came here." He grinned at me, indicating to the seven males he had brought with him. "I understand." I reassured him with a small smile, moved by his honesty.

"So, can you tell me why you requested an urgent meeting?" I inquired, staring him in the eyes, with a stern expression and a serious tone. "WellㅡOh! How disrespectful of me. Boys, introduce yourselves first." Mr. Bang told them, apologizing to me.

As soon as Mr. Bang told them to introduce themselves, they all stood up and did so, despite the fact that I had already learned all of them. Yes, I had no idea those seven people were coming, but I was renowned for being prepared at all times, so I looked up information about them and Mr. Bang.

But I still let them introduce themselves so that I might at least become familiar with their voice.

"Hello, my name is Kim Namjoon, and I am the leader of our group. It is nice to meet you, Ms. Jia." He smiled respectfully at me, and I could see his dimples as he smiled.

Cute.

"Hi, my name is Kim Seokjin, and I am the oldest, but you can call me Jin. It's nice to meet you, Ms. Jia." He replied uncomfortably, making me smirk for a quick second, because I knew he wasn't happy to see me, but we needed to be professional here.

"Oh well, my name is Park Jimin, and it is also nice to meet you." He introduced himself while smiling shyly, which touched my heart, if I still had one, with his cuteness.

So lovely.

"H-hello, my name is Jeon Jungkook, and I am the youngest in the group," he added, blushing slightly and making me grin with his charm. Right, I knew he was shy with women and new people.

"My name is Kim Taehyung, and it is a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Jia," he said, giving a small smile.

"Hello. My name is Jung Hoseok but you can call me Hobi or Hope, whatever you prefer Ms. Jia." He cheerfully said with big smile, and I can't bite back the smile that are threatening to show.

A sunshine.

Silence descended in the room as I waited for the man next to Jungkook to introduce himself. Mr. Bang nudged the man who was just staring at me with an unreadable expression, and I did the same. Mr. Bang pushed the man, causing him to clear his throat.

"I'm sure I don't need to introduce myself, isn't that right, Ms. Lee Jia?" he added, smirking at me, still astonished despite knowing he'd see me here. I smirked slightly, "Right. I know you are Min Yoongi, but you should know that when it comes to business, we should be professional as well." I stated, maintaining a serious tone.

He didn't say anything but tilted his head slightly in amusement. Mr. Bang cleared his throat and glared at him before smiling apologetically at me, causing me to nod in assurance that everything was fine.

I took a deep breath and looked at Mr. Bang, "So, can you please tell me why you came here in such a rush? I don't really like making adjustments as I am busy as it is, but I'll let this one slide because I know you have no bad intentions towards my company." I said, keeping my voice strict and firm, while glancing at everyone.

Mr. Bang gulped slightly, and his gaze wavered briefly before regaining his calm. The members are more uncomfortable than before due to their friend, but that friend is just smirking at me. "Well, your company is known to have the best trained people who are soon going to be a security or guards of well known celebrities, idols and other very known people who receives countless amount of threats to protect them in any kinds of danger, even risking their lives." I smiled, now that I understood what he wanted.

My company is well-known for having the best trained employees who are dedicated to protecting their clients from any kinds of harm, including risking their lives because it is their job to do so. If you are afraid of being harmed or dying, don't even consider being a security guard; it is not the proper job for you, dear. I am also strict when it comes to training these people since they are learning all of the strategies and advice to fight better that I taught them.

Although I do not teach them personally, I will teach my most excellent man what the trainees must learn in order to survive. Being a guard is a serious and dangerous job, and I want to teach them everything I know so they can better defend themselves and their clients. Every month, each of them would have to spar separately with my best guy so that I could see their progress. That way, I'll know if they're prepared to confront reality and the cruelty of this world.

I turned to Mr. Bang and said, "I understand what you're saying, Mr. Bang. Does that mean that your boys--" I motioned to the seven guys beside him, who were either afraid or blank. "are receiving threats or anything that makes you to have this urgent meeting?" He grimly nodded, "You are right, Ms. Lee. Actually, this has been going on for months now and I am worried because the threats are not stopping and it looks like that they are not planning to stop anytime soon. I feel bad for these boys as they do not deserve this."

It warms my heart to realize how much he genuinely cared for his boys. He is certainly a father figure to them, which makes my heart ache.

I smiled, "No one deserves to be treated like that and you said that it's been months since they started receiving those threats so it is suspicious to me so I have to confirm something. And to be able to do that, I just need you to tell me what kind of threats they are receiving." They looked at me with confusion. "What I mean is, how do they receive these threats? Is it by texts or letters? Something like that."

They nodded as they understood what I said.

I added, "I would also like to see it for myself, if that is possible."

Mr. Bang nodded in understanding. He stands up to hand me his phone to show me all of the threats they've received; they were all pictures of letters, which surprised me because if they were all sent through letters, it means those people knew their address but to be honest, I shouldn't even be surprised at all. He returned to his seat, fidgeting uneasily with his boys, who were watching my reaction as I glanced at the images they had taken of the letters.

If I'm not mistaken, there are exactly 12 letters; scratch that, threats that caused me to frown and look closer at the letters, and there it is, the symbol that I am quite familiar with on the upper right side of the letters.

It was faint and barely noticeable, but because of my keen eyesight, I was able to see it. I got closer to confirm whether what I was seeing was correct, and it was absolutely that symbol. In disbelief, I sat back in my chair and looked at him, only to realize that he, too, was staring at me with a knowing look.

The rest of them stared at me uneasily, recognizing how surprised I was to see something so unusual of me, since I am known for usually wearing a neutral and serious expression, but this went well beyond that. I took a deep, silent breath and looked at each of them one by one with an unreadable expression.

What did they do for them to be this obsessed at these boys?

The threats may look like just a normal threats but no, it is beyond that. It was written as if they want them to think that it is just that.

I gave the phone back to Mr. Bang just to notice that he is slightly shaking making me almost show my real emotions; sadness, pity and anger. But I didn't because I don't want to scare them when they already looks like they are going to shit their pants any second.

I cleared my throat, "I just want to ask you all, why me? I mean, why did you all decided to come to my company when I am sure there is a lot more companies out there who also specializes in these kind of things." I asked them, raising my eyebrows.

Namjoon spoke which surprises me but makes me feel relieve because I also want to hear their thoughts.

"Actually, Yoongi hyung recommends you to us and said that he knows you can catch them. Whoever they are." He said, his voice wavering a little out of nervousness.

Of course, I knew it would be him.

As soon as Yoongi's name was mentioned, I looked at him automatically to see him looking at me with his signature smirk. Though, he was making sure no one else sees that, but me.

I nodded understandingly, getting serious. "If you didn't notice, there is actually a symbol at the upper right side of the letters or threats, whatever you want to call it. It was faint but I saw it when I took a closer look, and as soon as I saw that, I knew that it is more serious and deep than I thought it would be." I said, a little tense but I know they didn't notice it because they were so focused on what I was saying.

Mr. Bang looked at me in a question. "What do you mean by that?" He asked, feeling more worried and scared than before. For the boys. His boys.

I took a silent deep breath, looking at Mr. Bang in the eyes. "What I was trying to say is that I know that symbol and it seems like I would have to do that job, personally." I said, biting my lips slightly as realization hits me that, indeed, I will have to, no, I must guard these boys instead of someone else.

They all looked at me, shocked, " But how are you going to do that when you are a CEO yourself. You need to be here, at your company. And you also said that, about the symbol, you know what it was. So does that mean that you also know who is behind these threats?" Jin spoke, looking confused and still shocked when he finally registered in his mind what I was saying.

I was about to answer his question when suddenly, the door in my office was opened violently, the door hitting the wall startling everyone because of how hard this person opened it.

"What the hell, Hyunjin?" I cursed, automatically from the shock. He looks at me then at everyone in the room with a nervous look in his face, greeting my guests silently then looked back at me with a more serious look.

I looked at my guests a little apologetic for the interruption but they just waved me off, faintly saying that it's okay.

I gestured for Hyunjin, my best man, to come closer to me so he could tell me what makes him interrupt my meeting so sudden, but I knew he must have his reasons because he just won't interrupt my meeting like that, and also without having to violently open my door as if he was in a rush to get here.

He obeyed walking closer to me, then he whispered something in my ears making me freeze, visibly.

He stood right back up, looking at me in almost pity but he knew I don't want that.

Silence fell in the room while I was trying to process what Hyunjin told me. Oblivious to the concerned stares I was receiving.

I didn't expect it to be this soon.

"Jia" Hyunjin softly calls out my name, when he noticed that my guests are getting worried seeing me freeze suddenly, and he successfully snapped me out of it.

I glanced at everyone in the room to see them looking shocked, clearing my throat. Why do they looked so shocked? Is it because of how i reacted or something else?

Also I noted the way Yoongi and Jin are studying Hyunjin, who feels slightly uncomfortable from the stares or more like glares that he is receiving.

I stood up, bowing slightly. "I'm so sorry but i am afraid we can't continue this meeting as I have a very important person to meet. But don't worry, i'll reach out to you once I am free and we can discuss about this again." I said glancing at them, giving them assurance that I won't be declining their request.

They all nodded understandingly, but can't help but get worried because they knew whoever this person was is not someone you're comfortable meeting with, atleast that's how it looks like to them who saw your reaction.

They all stood up and bowed at me making me do the same and they began walking out of the room one by one while giving me respectful smiles.

As soon as the door closed, I sat again on my chair, trying my best to relax my body.

I rubbed my forehead feeling a headache coming, but that is the least of my worries when my father is coming here.

No, my father is a good man, to his family atleast. I am not scared of him, but the situation. You see, my father and I had an agreement a few years ago and it seems like it is finally the time to do the deed.

Our deal.

That deal is going to change my life fo the worst, or for the better.

Who knows?

PAINFUL TRUTH | BTS

SUMMARY: Lee Jia wishes she didn't have this ability. That is hearing lies. You read that correctly; she can tell when someone is lying to her, and she despises it. If someone else possessed that ability, they would enjoy the thought of sensing when someone is lying, but Jia despises it. Because it is terrible for her to learn that someone she trusted with her entire being deceived her right in front of her eyes with lies. She is the only one who is aware of her ability; even her parents are clueless since she fears they would start treating her differently, something she does not want. But what if someone knows about her ability, even if she thinks no one does?

CHARACTERS: BTS x female reader

WARNINGS: 18+ DO NOT INTERACT MINORS, mentions of blood, violence, gunshots, death, murders, swears or curses, torture, mafia related themes.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

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Painful Truth | BTS x female reader

"I am running out of options. I need to do this, to save them from myself. They deserve better."

Lee Jia wishes she didn't have this ability. That is hearing lies. You read that correctly; she can tell when someone is lying to her, and she despises it. If someone else possessed that ability, they would enjoy the thought of sensing when someone is lying, but Jia despises it. Because it is terrible for her to learn that someone she trusted with her entire being deceived her right in front of her eyes with lies.

She is the only one who is aware of her ability; even her parents are clueless since she fears they would start treating her differently, something she does not want. But what if someone knows about her ability, even if she thinks no one does?