Once Upon A Time// Chapter-4

Once upon a time// Chapter-4

Pairing- Polybts x reader

Summary-Choosing a husband is not easy, but bring in the seven princes and your in a lot of trouble.

Warnings: Duality of humans, Mistress, Y/N is a badass, Detachment issues, Cold behaviour, Strangers to enemies, Nudity, sexual jokes, talks of orgasm (nothing we don't know)

Overview: Life isn't like fairytale. You knew it the moment you reached a ripe age of nineteen. Which meant, your now a women who is in a hurry to be wed and bring prosperity and fame to your Kingdom. For this, you have readily accepted the self-groom event which requires you to select your husband out of all the potential Kings and Princes alike. But what happens when you select, not one. Not two but seven grooms? Chaos.

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A/n- Taglist is open for now. (Sorry for late updates. Currently suffering from writer's block, hopefully it's over now. Happy new year.)

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"Tell them I got a disease or whatever that can spread through me. I don't want to be with that Prince." Your blabbering, annoyed as you remove your jewellery furiously.

Why should you bear the brunt of their fight? Becoming a third wheel between the Princes and the King is like signing up for death. And for what has the King chosen to put his lover into the midst of it. Now he will despise her more. Great.

"They will know your trying to get your way out of it, Princess." Anika sighs, setting the pieces of your collection with utmost care.

You brush your hair, huffing as you take a seat on the lush bed. "See, this marriage is just in name. You as well as I know that much. And as for the heir, there is still time. We can just ask Prince's lover to bear his child and let it be the future of the Kingdom. Everyone will be happy like this." You take your book, lying across your bedding, mood sour at the sudden storm heading your way.

Anika nods, sighing as she looks across the balcony. It was gloomy night, the moon being overpowered by the clouds that resembled a tragic sight to the creatures of the night.

Sleeping was difficult when all your mind could do was worry. Wrecking it for some solution was futile. No matter how much excuses you came up with, all were met with a dead-end. Next morning, the thought of Jin was replaced quickly by your work of looking into the designs. The architect had already brought in many ideas, and you just had to finalize the things and let the labourers start the process as soon as they can. Which you did, a flurry of guards and maids rushing right in as you gave your orders.

Anika was right beside you, filling you in on the works you had to do at the early hours of the dawn. You obviously couldn't do anything without her. Not even waking up, cause it was a task in itself.

Your extraordinary marriage wasn't the only thing the citizens were suspicious about. Maybe that's why the King is so hell bent on getting you to stay with them. Afterall, by doing this. The rumours would cease to exists.

Upto some extent.

"Princess," Anika slithers past the line to maids. After seemingly disappearing for some time.

"Yes?"

"Prince Jin is shifting to your inner quarters, do you want to go and greet him?" Her words make you frown, defiance clearly shining through. But in front of others, you pull a small smile of happiness. Internally cringing at the act.

You pout, "I wish I could but father-in-law gave me this work and I don't wanna upset him." Bringing a logical reason, you shake your head as if extremely sad over the thought of not meeting your not so sweet husband.

"Princess, you can go and check on the eldest Prince. I will look into this matter," The architect named Robert smiles at you, much to your annoyance.

"You don't have to, this is my duty. I don't—

"I bet a few minutes of absence won't bring a bad name to your reputation. Your maid could look after you, making sure the work moves smoothly." You clicked your tongue, clearly annoyed but it wasn't like the man would back off. He was too sweet. You hated it.

You turned away, giving a tight smile to Anika who gives you a pity look. Not that you want one. But you accept, moving away as the maids scurry behind you but you stop them with a flick of your hand. You need privacy and some time to collect your thoughts. God knows how much you have to put up an act of happy wife. Atleast in absence, you can let go and be at ease.

Rushing through the grand walls, you huff. Can't he wait to shift? Like from when he came out to be a filial son. You atleast expected something more from his side but guess, Jin is full of surprises.

As soon as you enter your inner quarters, your horrified to be met with the sight of a naked Jin who is busy fucking that maid. Again. But fuck he was doing the unholy ON YOUR PRECIOUS BED. His growls and her moans are so loud that your eyes twitch into rage. Oh Lord, give you strength for your this close to carry out a full-fledged murder. Judging by how engrossed they are in kissing, they haven't seen you yet. Let's change that. You look sideways, taking the jug of the cool water resting right across the table and throw it on them. As noises of the water splashing and their gasps became music to your ears, until you heard a groan of pain and 'Are you okay?'

In your rage, you didn't know that you flicked the jug right on Jin's head. Are you guilty. Nope. Quite happy to knock some damn sense inside his thick head. Perhaps, the Prince can only think from his dick. You ought to change that. Bitch thought he could ruin your sheets with his unholy fluids and you will let him get away with it.

Jin rolls away from the maid, clutching his head as the women scrambles to cover herself in your presence. You laughed, he really thought to get on your nerves by fucking in your room. That's why he was so eager to shift here.

"Now, take those sheets and burn them alongside the bed." You growl, looking straight at the maid who flinches at your tone.

You don't feel sympathy for her, why should you when she is the one who is equally partaking in that man's stupid ideas.

Jin, through his pain manages to send a glare at your way. "You tried to kill the Prince, how dare you?"

Ignoring him, you continue to stare at his women who tries to hide behind him. You smirk, mockery clear. Shyness doesn't suit this women, especially not when she is getting dicked down right inside your room, in your bed and on your sheets. You can't tolerate how he is constantly trying to get on your nerves. Does he want you to be jealous? Or does he wants you to know that he is taken, despite his marriage to you. Either way, your not into playing games with him so taking another jug of water, you throw it right across his face. You watch Jin gasping, the sudden water splash forcing him to gulp the water which in turn causes him to cough uncontrollably.

"Prince, your too drunk. See this is my room, so can you take your bitch away or do I have to throw her out. Naked." You sneer, a warning in your tone that has the women scrambling on her feet.

She was out quicker than you thought. You watch as Jin stands up, not even having the decency to cover up in front of you. His dark eyes reel you in, a rage similar to yours shimmering inside. He is waiting, no challenging you to again defy him and watch as he punishes you for your act. You couldn't ignore the way he flexes his muscles, the training giving him an added air of confidence.

Rolling your eyes, you scoff at him. "I guess, no one taught you what modesty is?"

Jin scoffs, "You wish. Unlike you, I am much better."

"Yeah yeah, take your two inch size away. I don't know how could she scream with this small size, guess she is a naive women yet to explore the Amazon." You give a disgusting look, even as Jin's eyes widen at your words. And if you weren't so mad, you might have toned it down a little.

"The audacity of you calling my thing small," He growls, making you chuckle in mockery.

You smirk, "Don't be sad, Just find a man with big size to show you or her as to how exactly it feels to be full." His eyes harden at your blatant disregard of his sexuality. Taking long strides, he reaches for you but before he can even reach you. Your flinging your dagger hidden beneath your robes, pushing the tip right across his heart. Warning him from further pursuing you.

His jaw hardens, promises of eternal hell dripping from his eyes that makes you take a tentative step ahead, the edge of the dagger penetrating his skin. Enough to hurt, but not enough to draw blood.

"One of many reasons to have you executed." His poisoned words held a promise that had your stomach dropping ever so slightly. But your neutral facade hides it all. You know he can't kill you yet, your way too important and you know your worth.

Heck, the entire Kingdom is aware of that.

You sneer at him, "Careful, I can hold grudges far longer than your pathetic life. If I die, your Kingdom is done and if you die, nothing happens. Your other six brothers will entertain the throne in your absence." Your words do nothing but fuel the fire raging in front of you.

In a swift moment, the dagger is thrown away from your hands, as calloused fingers wrap against your wrist. Twisting you around in an iron grip, the abrupt action getting you off guard. A yelp escapes the confines of your lips and He presses, hard, making you wince. His hot breath fans the shell of your ear as you shiver at the odd angle of proximity. "Careful with your words, I can slit your tongue for such insolence." Judging by how ragged his breathing is, you know he is angry. Heck furious even, you have managed to push his buttons.

Your body stiffens, knowing well that his naked hardness is pressed against your precious clothes and that only serves to flare up your anger. His bitch's disgusting fluid is touching your priceless clothes. "Shameless bastard, stay away from me."

Jin's smirks, pushing himself more against you. Making you feel disgusted with him, unlike you he is enjoying. Now that he has you squirming. "I am your husband, what is wrong if I want to be shameless with my wife." His words make you scoff, heaving, you yank your hand in the opposite direction. Successfully releasing it from his death iron-like grip. Pushing up, you grip his hair. Pulling hard as you make sure he feels every bit of the pain.

He growls, loosening his grip on you as you jump away as if burned by his touch. "Fucking asshole. Dog. Shameless animal," You curse him, stringing many colourful words. It only seems to worsen as your angry shouts coax the maids to rush in while you scream orders of preparing a bath and changing out of this clothes.

For others, it might look like a simple feud but for you, it was war.

From then on, You and Jin constantly fought. Acting all happy outside while plotting each other's demise in the most subtle way possible. On many occasions you added extra chilli in his food and enjoyed the way he spluttered. Glaring at you as he gulped gallons of water. While on other occasions, he kicked you purposely while hogging the whole bed. Much to your annoyance.

Fucking bitch.

Occasionally daggers would be used too, considering how you two clutched some nor the other weapon as a mark of safety, making sure the other knows you have one.

You watched as Jin looks warily to the food you brought to his side, it was rice pudding decorated with dry fruits. It made him cringe at the effort. Knowing well, the intentions were totally opposite. He can't help but twitch his eyes, suppressing his rage in front of the maids that assist you wherever you go.

"Should I call —," You proposed, taking his lover's name, much to his dismay.

You very well know he visits her everyday, painstakingly avoiding everyone to escape the confines of the duties that bind him to you. Though your yet to know about how has this Prince gotten into the arms of a frail lady. What was their story? Like a reader, obsessed with forbidden love. You try to heed in the gossips of the maids who have nothing but disdain and insults for the mistress. Right, Mistress was what others called her. She had a seperate room, away from the maids but not exactly doused in luxury. The King is very strict on them, even on Yoongi whose lover you don't even know about. Heck you haven't even heard about her or much less seen her?

As if she is invisible. Non-existent to this world.

Beside you, Anika is contemplating whether to flee or watch your silent battle, that to others might look like a lovely gaze but to her, was a poisonous glint filled with motives. You were upto something and she knew it was anything but good.

It was hard. Especially when you went to sleep with a small dagger hidden beneath your robes. It scared her, so much that she stood outside on guard. Her ears trying to pick up any sound of weapons slashing but so far no luck. It isn't like she is waiting for some blood bath in there but neither is she waiting for some romance cause according to you, it's impossible.

"I am not hungry," His lips twitched, as he bit it hard. Almost to the point of drawing blood.

You pout, "Is that so? Will your lover's presence help you to get hungry. I mean, whatever makes my husband happy. I am not a jealous women," you chuckled awkwardly, successfully pulling an act of a women whose husband betrays her and so the pity look of the maids was an added reward to your attempt.

Success.

Then only, the maid enters. The same women whose slender figure makes you sympathise with her. Poor lady, if Jin crushes her. She is long gone. In your Kingdom, such ladies are mostly called as Thin branch. Not that you wanna comment on her weight, but you pity her nonetheless. She has that pure pale skin, giving her a look of vampires who would never wander into the bright dawn. "Prince, I made this for you."

Jin's eyes light up, as you internally chuckle at the naive birdie whose neck is gonna be crushed soon. "Oh dear, you could have just called me. I would have come? What did you make, I am hungry?" He especially says the last word to you, a shit-eating grin thrown at your way.

One that you do not respond to.

It's ironic that he thinks he got the upper hand. Your just trying to ignore his acts, that infuriates you. If the King got to know about his mistress entering inside your room without permission and even if he got to know as to how his precious son is into exhibitionism. Enjoying having sex right in front of his namesake wife. It excites you, the drama would be worth watching but you can't do it right now.

Not yet.

You got too much work to even start a drama, much less enjoy it. But in future, there might be one. Who knows.

Looking back at the two pigs, you try to ignore their display of affection, but it wasn't long before you hear a scream and 'This is so bitter' from Jin which makes you crack up. You might or might not have seen her making something for Jin and might or might not have added a bowl of salt.

You look up to see him seething, but it wasn't directed at her but you. Oh, of course he had that much trust on her to know that she would never do such thing. It has to be you. Quite a show, you were hoping for some couple fight. There goes your entertainment.

"Everyone leave, I need to speak to her." He points at you, the harsh tone being anything but scary.

You could sense Anika's worried look, as she moves out with the other maids. It wasn't long before the doors were closed and a defeating sigh leaves your lips. Ignoring his eyes that shoots dagger, you plop down on the bed. Waiting for his rant, which will begin anytime soon.

"I should have never shown sympathy to you, women like you deserve to just rot in hell." His words, were more grave this time. Like a ticking bomb, he bursts. Like a molten lava, his voice screeched your ears with how loud he was. And his eyes, filled with malice told you that he was so done. His gaze was like a heavy weight that assessed your worth to a lowly being. It wasn't something you expected but judging the tone of his words had you look at him, your face hardening ever so lightly. Jin laughs. A mocking one at that. "Did I hit a nerve? You know what, I think you should face reality. It's not bravery to marry seven and it's certainly not okay to strip others of their life at your expense. No one owes you a damn thing here, all that you bring is your wealth and your connections which isn't even yours. It belongs to your father, not his spoilt daughter who only brought shame to her family."

You listen, not speaking but neither heeding his words. You want to speak, rebuke him of how much coward he is to show up to your ceremony. Just to save his face, so that his people won't call him a coward. What lover doesn't even fight until the end? In reality, he is just another weak man looking for validation in others eyes. Seeking a little glory, a little acceptance of his capability. But you don't comment or lash out, why should you care?

His life is none of your concern.

When he doesn't speak further, you raise an eyebrow. "Are you done, My Prince? Now, can I go." Your icy words are like the same splash of cold water you graced him with. But now, it was more pointed. Rigid and terrifying in its intensity. Not waiting for his reply, you slither out. Leaving him no crumbs to pick up on.

Jin furrows his eyebrow, he thought he would get a fight from you. Anything but empty eyes and a hardened look that gave nothing away.

From then on, days passed much slower than he wished it did. You hardly talked to him, it was as if no matter what he did. He couldn't get a reaction out of you, even kicking you out of bed got him nothing but a smack. But words, that you cussed at his blatant disregard of you wasn't there.

During evenings, he would come across you. Sometimes lounging across the lake with a couple of maids, while you played with the strand of your hair. Seemingly lost in reading a book.

He hates it. He hates how you have brought a newfound curiosity in him. His mind is filled with doubts, about what is your motive behind this? Why did you help his dad, much less marry them which in itself is a big taboo. Your that cruel and cold royalty that hides behind those steel looks. Mystery, that's what your name should have been.

But the peace that comes with your silence is rewarding.

"This is boring," Hoseok grumbles, snatching the papers that Yoongi has carefully placed.

Yoongi snaps, "Well, just by seeing it your bored. Here, I have to do it every fucking day."

They all were couped up into Namjoon's room, a tray of sweets and tea carelessly disregarded while they drown themselves into wine. The work of the palace was taking a toll, and with their relentless father who wants quick results. It was hell. Which meant, less sleep and more work. The stress reliever being this liquor that would make him forget, for once, that he needs rest. From everything.

"I heard, that Y/n and you are fighting a lot." Jimin, chugs down the wine's contents like it was plain water.

Jin glares, scoffing at the mention. "You bet."

Hoseok hums, smiling sweetly "I also heard that you actually fucked Irene on her bed, If It was me. You would have been ten feet under the ground."

Jungkook splutters, coughing at the revelation of his acts. He was young, and so it was only fair that all of them glared at Hoseok who just shrugs in response.

Patting his brother's back, Taehyung sighs. "See, you should stop pushing her buttons brother. I earlier heard that the Princess ordered the guards to burn the bed, her sheets and even her clothes. Like, what are you two doing in there?"

He winces, the accusing tone not helping either.

"Stop it, we are here to relax. Not talk about her," Namjoon shouts, his mood being worse than others.

Jimin pouts, "But she is our wife, it isn't fair that Jin gets to sleep with her while we don't even get to see her."

Hoseok gasps, "Exactly, my words Jiminie. I don't even feel like I am married, like aren't we supposed to feel married or is it different."

Jin groans, wanting to smash his head on the walls.

He ignores their bickering, not interested at all. As the eldest Prince, if there was anyone who had to suffer more then it was him. Marriage. Such a big change but for him, it wasn't. Irene wasn't happy when she saw him with a wife. Much less a princess, who was way too high for her likes. She had him known at instant, her anger was justified but he couldn't do anything but whisper promises of eternity.

Irene was his childhood sweetheart. One with whom he played, whilst being neglected by his own father. He found comfort in her, she didn't judge him nor did she call him like others, a Prince. From day one, he was just Jin to her. Striped bare, without any title or status to govern him. That simplicity of hers is what attracts him, she never asks for any gifts. Unlike others who tell him that she is but a waste of time, even his father thinks she is a trap. A mistress who is nowhere as important as a Queen.

'A Kingdom doesn't run on love, you need power and that is where the Queen comes.' His words are loud and clear, but so is his.

You. The one who is the problem. You who he can't get rid of. He hates you. Hates how you know damn well that he can't kill you. Not when your kingdom's connections are strengthening, providing them with advantages they could only dream of. Your infuriating with that attitude and demeanor with which you assess him, as if declining his worth lower than your bejeweled feet.

God, he had only heard about your beauty. If only he had known about your nasty attitude, he would have rather be disregarded by his own father than go to that ceremony.

In that arena, you were absolutely enjoying. He could see in it your damn face, feel it how you enjoyed the power that you had over all the spectators vying for you. And it only stings when he knows, that you were already set on them. And yet you didn't had the decency to stop the ceremony and announce the results. Instead, you played with the hearts of many. Making them fight for you, heck even he was having a hard time.

Your interrogation was another game, he recalls how his brothers were left speechless by your shamelessness. You had no, absolutely no right to walk like that in that dress. Like some temptress that had suddenly decided to play, the sway of your hips and your eyes fluttering in innocence; was like a slap. Even Kamasutra would be put to shame in front of your acts, after all no one is as dangerous as a women who knows how to seduce.

"She is dangerous." His words leave them confused. Their chatter halting, as they stare at their eldest with confusion.

"Who? Y/n" Namjoon interjects, as the others silently watch the two exchange a brief glance of acknowledgement.

He clears his throat, "She can't suddenly decide to help the King, just because he asked her to. She could have had anybody lying down for her, but she chose this. Of course, there's an ulterior motive. You think, a women with that attitude will let any man have her. Before that, she had rather claw his heart out. Rip his eyes and throw him to the wolves or better, cut his dick for even thinking of a future."

Jungkook and taehyung alongside Jimin gasps as Namjoon shouts 'language' but he rolls his eyes. Not caring and not giving a damn. His brothers are not some babbling kids in front of whom he can't even take a man's important part's name.

"Yes, dick that is used to fuck." Yoongi grumbles, as Hoseok chuckles. Amused at the situation.

"You guys." Namjoon shakes his head, deciding to let this go for now. Everyone is stressed, and they don't need a teacher to see their language.

And by the way Jin is glaring, he knows. "Now, does anyone has any idea as to what treasure we have that the Princess of light might want to possess." His voice drips in sarcasm, as everyone share a look.

"Certainly not wealth. Not that she has any shortage of that," Taehyung mumbles quietly, as they nod.

It was a fact.

"Does she want revenge?" Jimin raises an eyebrow, to which Namjoon tuts. Not at all pleased.

"No, as far as our history is concerned. No harm was done from our side, you would have known if you had taken your classes seriously." Namjoon shoots Jimin a look, who in return sends a sheepish smile. Not at all hiding that he did skip them.

"I don't know, why don't we just ask her?" Yoongi snaps, scratching his head with a tired look. He is done with today's shit and all he needs is sleep. Not a puzzle about that women.

Hoseok mocks, "Yeah, she will kick your ass so how about not?" To which Yoongi shoots a glare.

He groans, "Silence. Everyone. How about we send someone to bring information, maybe that will help in knowing exactly what conspired this events."

Namjoon shoots up, hopeful to the idea. "Yeah, that's a wonderful idea brother."

And that's how they all gathered, laying down the plan while deciding on sending their top soldiers in disguise. After completing the meeting, Jin leaves for the inner quarters. Suddenly feeling much lighter than he did a few days ago. Now, all he has to do is wait.

Humming a tune, you walk around the large library. Searching for a book that might entertain your boring life in the palace. The renovation work was on full swing, though what you hated the most was how much less time you had. The previous book was good, but it didn't interest you that much. It's a shame that the erotic books that you generally like aren't even here.

Instead, all you come across is a bunch of pirates book. Full of adventures and loots. Hardly there's an author in the land that might fulfill your fantasy. Except one, a women named Desire. Strange name but not that it was her real name, it signifies what her books give. She is famous for such writings, forbidden romance was popular and God did you love her writings. Not only she let's the women decide their fate, but she also lets them shamelessly give in to temptation.

For the society, it's a sin and a poison. That's why, she is mostly hidden, her readers too hidden like her. Not wishing abandonment from the society or worse, execution. But considering her popularity, book sellers discreetly go on with it. Though condition of absolute secrecy is something not to be taken lightly. You always send Anika for bringing such books, after all you don't trust anyone to not give you out.

Your absolute favourite is the dom and sub dynamics. It's hot when you see her characters dominate men on bed, leaving them to a whining mess. Even though a virgin, you have your own adventures with sex. You might or might not have tried to touch yourself, yes while reading a steamy scene which leaves you panting for more. Your clit twitching as your mind registers the excitement coursing through your veins, and the next second your touching yourself but no matter what you do. You can't masturbate, the books say that climax or simply orgasm should feel like bliss. But your too much of a coward, the tight knot in your lower region and the wild shaking of your legs makes it too much to continue.

And so, instead of relieving yourself. You take a very cold bath.

After a long search of a book, you come across a fantasy novel about Queen's mates. It looks like a werewolf story which shocks you. How could this be in the library, who would even read this. And why was it even brought in here.

Who cares. It isn't like your interested to know. All humans have urges and so tucking the book in the safety of your dress, you hurry back to your room.

"Princess," You look sideways, finding the owner of the voice.

You smile, relieved to see that the teasing tone was not of a stranger. On the contrary, he is very much familiar to the likes of you. "To what do I owe this pleasure, My Prince."

He smiles brightly, coercing your own smile to equal it. "I thought I would hardly see you, considering how much your busy with my brother."

You snort, as if the idea was amusing. "Busy with responsibilities, you mean."

He narrows his eyes, playfully. "I see, so how about I entertain you in your free time?"

You raise an eyebrow, curious at his blatant flirting. "Prince Hoseok, I have been assigned to your elder brother. You will have to wait for your time."

Hoseok grins, "Brother Seokjin was assigned to stay with you for a duration of three months. The King never did say that you didn't have any permission to spend your time with your other husband."

You internally grimace at his choice of words. "Okay, but no promises. "

To which he nods, taking your hand and planting an abrupt kiss "I will meet you, until then Princess."

Outside, the orange gold stretches far and wide, signifying the setting sun in like to the colour of fire. It is but the reflection of the dawn, the promise of the rising sun that comes after the velvety night has had its say and the land has rested once more.

Silence befalls, as you slither inside your room. Your mind occupied by a certain Prince.

Keeping the book across the wooden table, you shake your head. Suddenly bothered by the wetness between your legs. You completely forgot about it. Certainly a certain Prince had to do something with it. His offer was strange, but you couldn't bring yourself to say no. Perhaps bonding with them will help quell the anger of the other Princes, giving you an advantage. But first you have to take care of this problem. It was uncomfortable and so in order to relieve yourself. You decide to take a cold bath.

Calling a few maids, you tell them to prepare everything while you go inside.

Jin enters the inner quarters while your blissfully ignorant. He looks around, eyes furrowing when he sees your personal maid standing right near the bathing area. Sensing his gaze, she bows her head in greeting.

"Princess is taking a bath." She speaks before he even questions. No doubt, curious as to who takes a bath at this time.

He nods, not caring as Jin plops down on the bed. But something, catches his attention. A book. Ah, he has seen you enough times to know how much you read. Wondering what exactly is so exciting in politics and warfare books. He was even on the conclusion of you being a psycho creep who enjoys torturing others.

Taking the book, he looks at the cover. 'Queen's mates' Now this is no politics book. He smirks, you enjoy fantasy. Quite opposite of your attitude, he must say.

Flipping the book open, he is met with warning. Doused in red. 'This book contains full fledged erotica so if your not comfortable then don't read. If you don't like women dominating men on bed, or if your ego is fragile or if you don't like threesome or in general hot and forbidden sex that makes you all hot and bothered then I suggest. You take a leave. Thank you. I love you, my horny readers.'

His eyes widen, the what.

"Holy—" He clamps his mouth shut, as your maid gives him a look. Clearing his throat, Jin closes the book. No longer interested in your little adventures. But never in his wildest dreams, could he think of you reading this. And to think, that all the time you have been reading some nor the other books of sex is horrifying. He has even seen you reading outside, surrounded by maids. Actual people who can catch you but judging by how neutral resting bitch face you have. No one would suspect a damn thing.

The realisation has him smirking. Now he will get you back and make you dance on his whim. Oh he can't wait to see your mighty attitude crumbling in utter shame and embarassment.

Once upon a time// Chapter-6

Pairing- Polybts x reader

Summary-Choosing a husband is not easy, but bring in the seven princes and your in a lot of trouble.

Warnings: Duality of humans, Mistress, Y/N is a badass, Detachment issues, Cold behaviour, Strangers to enemies, Nudity, sexual jokes, talks of orgasm (nothing we don't know)

Overview: Life isn't like fairytale. You knew it the moment you reached a ripe age of nineteen. Which meant, your now a women who is in a hurry to be wed and bring prosperity and fame to your Kingdom. For this, you have readily accepted the self-groom event which requires you to select your husband out of all the potential Kings and Princes alike. But what happens when you select, not one. Not two but seven grooms? Chaos.

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"Princess, I am not changing my decision. That's final." The King berates you with a stern look.

You nod, not wishing to push your luck. Irene is out and the King refuses to change the punishment. Your trapped, with no way out. It seems peculiar to pester him, it's a losing battle anyways. The King is adamant, and you do not wish to stroke the flames of fury that swirl in the black abyss of his irises.

You sigh, shoulders drooping ever so lightly. "Your Majesty, then kindly change our rooms cause I can't sleep and be alive at the same time."

He looks up at you with an amused look, while you give him a serious look. Your not joking. You don't want to go to bed with a thought that it could be your last.

Chuckling at your choice of words, he speaks. "Since the day Jin's mother was executed, he has blamed me and have always run away from his duties. Not only him, but the other Princes also blame me for the death of their mother."

Shock. That's what you feel, didn't their mothers lived faraway for reasons unknown. Dread fills you, with an involuntary shiver that slithers across your arms like an icy serenade demanding the words to be fake.

Keeping your composure, you speak, holding your tongue from giving away your obvious suspicions. "Please elaborate, Your Majesty."

The King stands up, erupting a screech from chair pushed behind. His pose is regal, screaming power and wisdom from the greyish white hair that cascades down. Escaping the heavy crown that stands poised on his head.

"Their mothers were just vile creatures opting for power, even daring to execute the King so that they can share the power that comes with throne." His words pierce your mind, like a sword stabbing the body of flesh and bones. He turns to you, with a cold look.

"So I killed them all."

You close your eyes, as beads of tension swirls across the lines of your forehead. Frowning, you keep the questions at bay. Each Kingdom has its past, perhaps this one too has a dark one. A Palace being the centre of conspiracy- greed, lust, betrayal. It has all. Living in a lion's den and not expecting an attack is a delusional attempt on your side.

You take a step forward, "And Irene?" Pausing your words, you scrutinize his face for any reaction.

"Jin claims to love Irene cause she was there with him from the beginning but she is just a vile women. She manipulated him with her sweet words, urging him to become King and change the rules so that she can become the Queen. She hid her greed by reminding him of his responsibility. I am not the King of such a big Kingdom for no reason. With great power, comes greater responsibilities. It's not the stranger that you should fear, but the people close to you for they can cause far greater damage."

His words are making sense now. And as soon as you connect the dots, reality grips your heart like a snake slithering for its prey. Pawn, that's what you can deem your worth as of now. Yesterday the King could have carried out an full-fledged investigation, to look into the matter of Irene but no he had rather chosen to give out a punishment. Being eager to get rid of her in haste was a foul move.

This eagerness will cost you more than you bargained for.

"And—" The King stops, taking your full attention. "If Jin is hard to handle, then how will you handle Yoongi and the others."

You huff, subtle in your actions. Yoongi, that Prince is like ice who will freeze you the moment you near him. Who knows, what is he upto? Only time will tell that. Taking your leave, you walk out not before bowing down to the King who dismisses you with a smile, that held ulterior motives. The glint in his eyes tell you that your in for a great ride.

Anika is waiting outside with few guards who accompanied you, "So how did it go?"

Her expression was tight, lips pressed in a thin line.

You don't wait, walking ahead for walls too have ears. Your robes slither, anklets jiggling at each step. "A lot."

You give one word answers, careful of the guards that follow you. Their expression remain stoic, but who knows where their loyalty lies. In Palace, trust is expensive. You do not have any to waste on them.

Your steps come to a halt, as soon as your met with Jin towering your figure in fury. Taking your hand, he smiles sweetly. So fake, that you gagged. "You all can go, I need to talk to her personally."

Not waiting for anyone's reply, he drags you with him. You pretend to be calm, but inside your mad at him for forcing you like this. You hurry to match his footsteps, not wishing to fall and make a fool out of you. Your earrings drop, in chaotic madness as your chest rises and falls, across the weight of the heavy necklace of priceless gems.

He pulls you inside what you deem as his quarters; the door is closed harshly behind you with a loud thud. Looking back, your breath hitches at the close proximity. But Jin is quick to slam you against his chest with brute force.

A gasp, slips past your throat. Cursing the moment it took flight. "Be in your limits, Prince." You glower at him, tone dripping in warning.

At your defiance, he only pulls you close. Breath mingling with yours and here you almost go cross-eyed at how narrow is the gap of your lips which parts, taking huge gulps of air. Wriggling, you wince when he tightens the hold around your waist.

"Now tell me, who gave you the right to punish Irene?" He glares at you, his tone dropping a few octaves.

You roll your eyes, "You should ask this question to His Majesty, not me."

You wriggle relentlessly, but your hands are gripped by his hands. You grit your teeth, as he refuses to budge. "Then why did you attack her, I saw the bleeding Y/N. How dare you stoop so low hah?"

"Oh, then how dare you to fuck that whore in my quarters. It's you who is the problem, not me or anyone. It's you who were trying to push my buttons. Don't you remember how shamelessly you were staring at me, even when you had a lover. You were fucking red on face, and here I thought lovers don't get affected by anyone who isn't their sweetheart. Your a damn cheater, a fucking liar who is hiding in name of love." You fume, unleashing your wrath with your voice that increases in intensity.

How dare he chanel your worth on his lowly scale. A Prince running from responsibility has no right to question you. Stirring trouble, causing rift and hate for Irene was his doing. A Palace has its own laws, and if anyone crosses it. Your bound to punish them. Heck, even the guards were fired for lacking in their duties of guarding the royal library. Then who the fuck is Irene? Irene got his affection, but no title or regard of her worth from the King. In that way, she is just a servant and is to be treated like one. Affection alone doesn't acquire your safety within the palace walls.

Jin backs away, as you glare at him. Refusing to wince at the obvious pain your waist erupts in. Monster, a fucking monster. That's what he is. You hate him.

"So what, I am the Prince. And she wasn't stealing anything for such a harsh punishment. I want her back in Palace, right now." He orders you, as if your some meagre servant.

If he wasn't a Prince, you would have slapped him so hard that he would have a whole factory reset. You pity the King, for getting such a spoilt brat of a son as the future King of the Kingdom.

"Enough of your stupidity. First learn the laws of what powers and limits you have as a Prince. Your not above the King, your fucking below him. What Irene is facing, is because of your poor judgement. Somewhere you must have a hand in filling her mind with delusional security. And that was ripped apart by the King who showed you both their exact place. And now that your trapped, your forcing me to get her back. You fool, the King's decision is above us. I am no one to meddle in your stupid affairs."

To say Jin was mad at your words was an understatement. He knew you were right somewhere but his ego refuses to stroke the thought. He knows he is lacking, heck his father never fails to remind how far behind he is to take the throne. And now that you slap that directly on his face, it's more obvious.

You step forward, eyes blazing. "Have you even fought in war? Do you know what it's like to have lives in your hands. How will you handle this Kingdom with that fragile ego of yours. Unlike me, there will be thousands to point a finger at you. You can shut them but you can't stop them. Why is it that His Majesty only refers me as the future Queen but he never once called you or any brother of yours as future King. Cause you all lack somewhere. To run a Kingdom is not a child's play. Have any of you ever joined the King in the court, have you? You just got distributed with tasks and yet you all fail to prove your worth to His Majesty. Instead of hating me, why don't your pathetic self learn something in court. And if your a coward then give up this title of the Prince that you carry without any responsibility and leave with your tail tucked between your legs."

Your words like shards of glass pierce his body, drawing blood at multiple occasions. His heart is burning with the insults that you threw at him. Calling him a coward was the last straw. "Shut up. Just shut up, I will show you. Just wait and watch how I become a King and banish you from this Kingdom for once and for all."

You smile mockingly, "Don't dream okay, reality is harsh and unfortunately you are a weak Prince."

Throwing him a last look, you move out.

From that day, something changed.

The Seven Princes who hardly ever graced the court with their presence were dragged their by Jin. Days passed on in peace, as Jin got busy in his royal duties. King's advisors and court members were shocked by the drastic change of the elder Prince. He no longer skipped a day of the court.

The current affairs of the Kingdom was handled by him, he even went all the way to investigate and learn from the trusted advisor of his father.

To say the King was happy would be an understatement.

And now you had some peace from the quarrel, though Jin slept in your quarters at night. You two had no interaction whatsoever. By the time your up, he is gone. He had become a lot busy and so your back to enjoying your lonely time.

Taehyung was taking a stroll across the stable. Looking over the royal horses. He smiled as he pats his horse, a special breed. Hard to tame but he grew a liking. Like the dark night, Raven's fur are his pride and as his Master he have given strict instructions for his care.

Just then he hears commotion, and there he is met with a heavenly sight. It's you. His wife that he had little to no connection with coming along with her maids and guards. You haven't seen him yet, and so he is content in observing.

Your complexion is thundering upon the barren land of his heart. As if expecting a heavy downpour. Your decked up in jewels, none being deprived of enhancing your beauty to that of a dazzling moon. He watches as you laugh, climbing on one of the horse with ease.

"Princess, careful." One of your maid chides you.

Deciding to join, he announces his presence with a clap of amusement.

"My lady, it's good to see you here."

To say you were shocked to see him there would be an understatement.

Hiding your frown, you bow at him.

"My Prince, I just came for horse riding." You smile, hoping to cut short the conversation and go on your merry way.

Your grip on the reins tighten, but it's not long before you feel him climbing up behind you. In shock, you move forward. But Taehyung pulls you right against his chest, the added warmth unwelcomed on your part. You bite your lip, scowling at the turn of events. But in front of the maids, you stay silent.

Taehyung enjoys your act of defiance, his fiesty wife is surely mad now. Why should Jin have all the fun? Your his as much as Jin's. Inching closer, he tilts his head. Ever so lightly brushing your neck, he inhales the sweet scent that permeates his being. He feels you shudder, the action not going unattended by him.

He smirks, "Let's go Princess, I will join you."

Whispering sweetly against your ear, he watches you glare at him in burning fury. Chuckling he takes hold of your hands that grip the reins and pulls it.

The cool wind brushes past you, as the horse gallops through the palettes of green. Your stiff, refusing to relax against him. The nature bloomed, with trees casting a shadow that swirled along the rays of the light that create a painting of their own.

Reaching the lake, Taehyung stops near the cool shade of the tree. Getting down, he smiles at you while lending a hand.

Ignoring him, you get down. "I wonder why the Prince is suddenly interested in what I do?" You take a jab at him, not at all pleased at his act.

"I am always interested in what my wife does."

You roll your eyes. Not believing anything. Blessed with beauty, he was a sight to behold but looks can be deceiving. Wary of his motive, you keep your guard. Just in case. "Drop the act, it's of no use."

Taehyung grins, "So cold. Loosen up, My Queen."

You scowl at his display of endearment, refusing to react. You move away. But Taehyung is quick to chase you and match your steps equally. You ignore him, yet again. It's futile to lead you astray with some sweet words. Your heart is guarded, forget about moving. It won't even faze at the sight of a naked man like Jin. Your a person who connects emotionally and your emotions are forever closed for the Princes who are nothing but brats.

"Just yesterday you all hated me. And today suddenly, your showing fake affection. Why, didn't you get any other way to defeat me?" Your words are sharp and calculated, not an ounce of trust exuding at the Prince that walks across you.

Taehyung smiles, "It's nothing like that, why don't you give me a chance Princess? Join me for a tea"

"You?"

"Yes, the one and only Prince Taehyung."

"Princess, can you please send this to Prince Yoongi's quarters? I have to urgently go and give an important message to the King." The way the advisor speaks, you know you can't refuse.

You were ready to refuse, but then you get reminded of how you have to fucking bond. And so you smile, nodding at him. "As long as you don't have an ulterior motive. I am in."

You were just heading for your duties, when your stopped by the Royal Advisor. It seems, the message is not to be known by anyone and interfering in it would be futile. But you have to meet him out of all the Princes. That rude ass guy. Still, not having an option you take the pile of books.

Bowing to you, he hurries to the opposite direction.

"Uh, that was quick." Anika laughs,

You shake your head, feet moving towards the Yoongi's quarters. Your steps are confident, even as the guards open the door, letting you inside the haven of Prince. Sensing your presence, his trusted assistant quickly greets you.

But your eyes are looking at a very sleepy man who is seated on the chair, doing anything but work. "Does his lover entertain him so much that now he has to sleep during work hours?"

Your words are soft spoken, not wishing to rile up the sleeping cat who might just claw you if you dig too deep. Keeping the books on the table, you look up at the assistant who is busy looking at you without a blink.

You raise an eyebrow.

"Look down, do you want to die?" It's Anika who scolds him, breaking his dazed look.

He shakes his head, "I just was surprised, how someone can be this beautiful. Pardon my rudeness, Princess. I have heard a lot about you and now seeing you in front, I was shocked. Sorry,"

You nod, dismissing him. It's not your first time hearing it and neither it will be your last. You look around, taking a look at the cozy workplace. Decked up in gold and red, it screamed royalty and luxury. A seperate shelf was kept at the corner, wherein the books must contain the talks of war, politics, geography and so on.

Moving away, you look through the window. Getting a perfect view of the Garden from afar. Not that your jealous of your quarters, it's just that there would be no harm if the King gave you an extra quarter which had a perfect view. Anyways that cat won't mind, or will he?

Turning around, you almost shriek at the man who looks unbothered. Your heart thuds against your ribcage, even as you sense the absence of that assistant and Anika who were nowhere to be seen. "Are you done inspecting, Princess?"

You bite your lip, scowling to hide the obvious blush of embarassment rushing to your cheeks. "And are you done working hubby?" You mock back. Purposely adding the last word, just to irk him.

Yoongi gives you a cold look. "The door is there," he points at the exit.

As if you don't know.

"Where, I can't see it?" You look around, searching for that legendary exit.

"Don't joke with me okay, I have work to do. Get out."

His words are final. Not that your dying to be here. You tch at him, why so cold? But then, questioning others for their coldness isn't justified if your rude too. You shrug, not that it matters anyways.

"Now now Yoongi, is this the way you talk to the Princess."

Hey, could I please be added to the taglist of both of your stories?

Sure dear ~

Once upon a time// Masterlist

Pairing- Polybts x Reader

Summary- Choosing a husband is not easy, but bring in the seven princes and your in a lot of trouble.

Warnings- Toxic behaviour, Power Play, Insecurities, Gender inequality, reverse harem, angst, depression, sexual assault, Kidnapping, dom/sub dynamics, obsessive tendency, jealousy, possesive behaviour, minor character death, Nudity, Anxiety, Emotional and Physical abuse, gaslighting, Eventual smut, arranged marriage au, Historical Fanfiction, poverty, hate/comfort, fluff, gender-roles swapped, Pet play, Mistress, Master, Dominance, Slight Yandere, rough handling.

Genre- Historical Fanfiction.

Chapter-1

All eyes are on you but your attention is on them. A event of a lifetime is here, and your anything but prepared.

Chapter- 2

Your garlanding session is quick but for now. Rumours has it that a certain Princess has brought utter shame towards her kingdom.

Chapter-3

After a long month of drama, your finally having the rest of your life. But guess what, it won't last long.

Chapter-4

Living with Jin is like living with the devil. Being on alert is advised

Chapter-5

Punishment for the Mistress

Chapter-6

You give a reality check to the eldest Prince of the Sun Kingdom

Doom's Soulmate// Chapter-2

Pairing: PolyBts x Reader

Summary: I would rather spend one lifetime with you, than face all the ages of this world alone

Warnings: Toxic behaviour, Insecurities, Gender inequality, angst, depression, sexual assault, Kidnapping, obsessive tendency, jealousy, possesive behaviour, minor character death, Nudity, Anxiety, Panic attack, Manipulation, Emotional and Physical abuse, gaslighting, blood play. Eventual smut, Supernatural, soulmate au, Vampire au, Fanfiction. Eventual smut.

Genre- Fanfiction, polyramous relationship.

Word count: 10k+

Soulmate. The missing piece of your soul. A gift but are all gifts worth taking?

Masterlist- Chapter-1

Chapter-2

Tags- @lachimolala22019 @singukieee

𝑰𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔. 𝑰𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆—

It was peaceful.

As if you were floating on clouds. Ah, you must be in heaven or something. A movement had you squirm, your body immediately chasing the blanket. Cold. Your hands touched something way opposite of warmth, causing you to shiver.

Yoongi froze. He didn't want to wake you up, no he was content by looking at you. He just wished to pull the blanket you had used as a way to hide your face away from him. He didn't think that you would react this way.

He just feels sad that his mate has suffered in her childhood. He hates everyone who had put her through all the pain, if only he could kill them with his own hands. But unlike other times, he wishes to have the last strike. The last blow, as that sinner's soul leaves his body. Once and for all.

He was still struggling from Yuna's betrayal, even though the one suffering the most being Jungkook and Jimin.

Jungkook had been having a hard time, wallowing in guilt and regret that only erupted as rage at Yuna's betrayal and their mate's absence. His vampire went on a full-blown blood lust. On run, he had come across Yuna which only triggered his instincts. His vampire saw her as a thorn and if not for Namjoon and Jin. That body would have been unrecognisable while her being a part vampire couldn't even save her.

Only purebreds like him had the boon of immortality.

Dhampirs like her could easily die, not that he cares for her anyways.

You squirmed. Again.

Now yoongi was alert, his senses picking up the beat of your heart. The sudden rise letting him know your getting out of your dreamland.

He sees you stretch, hands and legs flying into a star-cross position and then in a second, your hopping your stomach up. As if doing an exercise, it was funny. The position but-

"Oof—" Yoongi groans, your body falling flat on his side.

Now that hurts like a bitch.

As soon as he looks up, he is in front of your wide-eyed face. Who is now glaring down at him with all the hate it could muster.

"What the fuck-"

"What the fuck-"

They both speak, too shock on comprehend the situation.

Yoongi scrambles out as you go to strike him, completely livid at the thought of a vampire beside you.

"Calm down, It's me. Your mate." Yoongi speaks as you storm near him, driving him right across the wall.

Your nostrils flared as absolute rage consumed you. Did they kidnap you? How low can someone fall? Where is your Grandpa, he would be worried for you. But for now, your attention moves onto the vampire. Instinctively, your hands touched your neck. Feeling the supple flesh, relieved. You heave out a sigh. Atleast they didn't drink her blood.

You scoff at his words, "Mate, My ass."

Pointing a finger at his chest, you glower at him. "How dare you bring me here? Where's my Grandpa, tell me"

You were panicking inside, the room wasn't yours? You weren't with your Grandpa, fuck you can't even remember what happened. How did you reach here from the hotel? Your head pounds as much as you try to remember. Eyebrows pinching at the pain, you finally decide to let go. The memory digging was intensifying the pain. As if someone threw a rock over you.

Feeling a gaze, you snap your head towards the door to see Jungkook standing there as if he saw some ghost.

"Fuck me," You murmur, mind reeling for escape already.

You felt like a prey, far from being comfortable around the creatures deemed as your mates. If they wish, they could rip your head off. Hell, Jungkook almost did that. They are scary? They make her skin crawl in the worst way possible.

"You can't run away from us now." As if reading her mind, Yoongi smiles at her.

That only made her skin pale. Goosebumps arising on it like an uninvited guest.

"He meant, we don't mean any harm." Snapping out of his daze, Jungkook scrambles to explain the misunderstanding.

You give him a scoff, far from believing the words coming directly from him.

Looking around, your eyes fell over the telephone. Your mind clicked as you hurry to dial the number you recall by heart.

But before you could punch the last pair of numbers, the telephone is snatched from you. Thrown viciously across the wall by none other than- Jungkook.

"Do you have a death wish," You scream at him,

He looks up to you, eyes gleaming with a dangerous glow of red. "MINE."

You stand frozen, disbelief coursing through it all. Coming out of your daze, you snap back. "Bitch, I am Mine. Nobody else's"

At your sheer disrespect, his eyes intensifies, as if pinning you to it like a magnet. An involuntary shiver arises inside you, leaving nothing but chaos in its wake.

"Jungkook, Calm down." It was yoongi who kept a hand on the youngest.

But no, it was if he couldn't see anything except you. His attention was making your skin crawl, reminding you exactly how wrong running now will be. You don't want a repeat of that night. Especially not when your chances of escaping is slim.

"I want to talk to my Grandpa," Speaking your idea, you look at the two vampires. Letting them know that you do not wish to stay here.

Jungkook chuckles, eyes holding anything but amusement. "Your our mate and your gonna stay in this manor, you like it or not."

You laugh, disbelief evident. "Bet, Ankit would have been a better mate than you could ever be."

Your words seemed to only tick the Vampire whose gaze darkens at the mention of the man you so wished to be your mate. Yoongi's eyes widens at your words, a scowl replacing it but when he sees Jungkook on brink of losing his sanity. He immediately grabs hold of Jungkook's arms, pulling the maknae with all his force.

"Let's go out," Yoongi brushes off the protest leaving Jungkook's mouth.

You watch as the two leave the room, a smirk gracing your lips.

Weren't you in their house? And as much as you know, Vampires have a keen hearing so that means the others will be around somewhere. Listening but not actually intervening.

Your acting bratty, you know that but your skin is itching for revenge. To annoy them and drive them up the wall.

Anything that could replace this sting of your heart.

And so you hurry, to close the door with a soft click. Which only served to alert the vampires of your acts. Taking a deep breath, you clear your throat.

"ANKIT should have been my soulmate," You yell on top of your lungs, putting every emotion into your vocal chords.

"Your mine, only mine." You mimic Hoseok's words,

"Only mine to fuck and claim." You then move to mimic taehyung, followed by a tiny Rawrrr which came out more like a kitten's meow but anyways— "Only mine to keep for the rest of eternity. In every birth, your mine Ankit." You scream out, mimicking Jin, Yoongi and Jungkook. Sarcasm was dripping down your tongue, while your rolled over chanting 'Ankit' over and over again.

As if his name was some Mantra, as if he was your salvation. Your liberation. Your fantastical man who wears a tuxedo.

You try to scream as much as you can. As if calling out to the sky, as if wanting the lines of destiny to magically bend over your stubbornness.

The loud footsteps of someone running had you straighten up. Moments later, a series of voices shouted through the door. And just like that, the momentary silence crashed down like a piece of glass awaiting a doom you brought ahead with your actions. You smirked, humming alongside the series of bangs right across the door.

"Open the door," You recognise that voice. Taehyung, was it?

"Oh please, let me enjoy my fantasy with Ankit. You don't know how many times I have dreamt of him fucking me," You internally cringe at your stupidity but nonetheless carry on the act.

You have read plenty of Wattpad smuts to exactly know what goes into it. Uh huh~

A harsh bang on the door had you jump, "I see, your in need of punishment." Namjoon growls, one that went straight to your heart.

No shit Sherlock.

Quickly pulling yourself out of the myriad emotions, you squint your eyes, "Punishment and me, No Ankit has already pulled that card on me way many times. It's not kinky anymore." Swirling the strand of your hair, you grimace.

You need to wash your hair.

Jimin sighs, "Kitten-

"Uh huh, that's what my ex called me. It's cringey as fuck." You shudder, lying through your teeth.

Though the reason was entirely different. You hated endearing words, any nickname that expresses love is poison to you. Even though love was the reason you walked into the library everyday to find something that sparks passion and rekindles love. Something that lights the flickering lamp of hope inside you.

Throughout your childhood, you watched your classmates falling in and out of love, going through break-up, depression and what not side effects of this love. Seeing their state, you always felt a little nice. Atleast, your heart isn't broken and that's how you were that cold girl in class with whom boys would think twice to approach.

Your heart being afraid of this love that makes one rebel? You laugh at the memory of a sweet boy running behind you as you scramble out of his sight. Knowing well that he wants to propose you.

You had to be loyal to these seven vampires. You roll your eyes, biting your lips in a huff.

Hoseok muses, "But I thought you didn't have any boyfriend?"

You chuckle, "Oh I did, how can I forget someone who took my virginity. He was one of the best fucks of my life."

At your remark, a combined series of growls follow through. What are they? A pack of wolves. You roll your eyes, sauntering over to the bathroom to take a bath and maybe relax to think nicely about how to make their lives hell. Stripping out of your clothes, you let the cold water seep into your head. It had you shudder but quickly getting it done, you move on to squeeze the shampoo into your head. Massaging the roots, you gather the foam and splash it across the wall with a giggle.

Taking the shower head, you clean your hair. After which, you follow the same with the rest of your body.

After a cold shower, you switch onto the hot one.

Letting the water splash against the wall, while you chase the droplets raining down with the tip of your finger.

You don't even know how much time has passed. Maybe, you should just go, deciding on the same. You dry your body and wrap the towel around your body. Pulling another from the hanger, you wrap your hair and sigh. Done.

And your tired.

Shaking your head, you slip out of the bathroom. Peeking around the room as your gaze fall on the now silent door. Maybe, they got tired.

Or maybe they heard me in the shower.

Good for you, not that you have anything to do with them.

Humming, you slide across the room. Inspecting it with a newfound curiousity.

It was a huge room. The Queen-sized bed attracting the most of your attention, where lays the silk sheets in purple, doused in a softness that had your hand itch to feel it against her. Shaking your head, you move to the far side of the room. There lay a side sofa with a small table, right across was a window through which you can enjoy the view of woods beyond.

Overall, the room gave you more of an ancient vibe than modern but then you had vampires old enough to have their own tastes which was kind of reflecting in the room.

By room you remember, your phone—

"I must search my phone, it must be here somewhere. I hope." You mumble to yourself, looking around as your eyes glaze over the gown neatly kept on a chair. Oh, quickly scurrying over you take your dress. Pressing onto it, while you pray that no one gave it for a wash.

You remember your gown had a pocket somewhere.

Ahah- your hand pressed against the hard surface. Your phone, oh God. Quickly pulling it out, you scream when you see the battery is dead.

"Ah," You scream in frustration, huffing and puffing. Now where to get a charger?

Going near the nightstand, you see another phone. That Jungkook might have broken the telephone but this phone right here is how you will contact your grandpa. Opening the phone, you do a little victory dance. No password, what a fool Indeed.

Biting your lip, you go over contacts. Quickly typing the numbers, you press the call button.

Taking the phone over your ear, you anxiously cross your arms as the phone rings at the other end.

"Hello, Chris speaking-" you jump when he answers at the fifth ring.

"Grandpatakemeoutofthishellholerightnow." You say it all in once, all the while stomping your feet impatiently.

Chris sighs, picking up her words. "Sweetheart, your back. Do you even know what happened to you?"

"I don't want to know, you come get me first. I don't want to stay here grandpa," You whine, throwing tantrum after tantrum.

"No, they are your mates. Learn to accept them," His answer came as a bucket of cold water on you.

How could he let you live with this monsters? Fuck, what are you supposed to do. And that's how anxiety grips your heart, you don't even have your aunt's bracelet. What will happen of you? They will suck you dry, no they won't. Your their one Soulmate right?

At this point, you don't even know that.

You sigh, asking exactly what he wants you to ask, "How did I end up here?"

Silence follows, and for a second she thinks the call is disconnected.

"Hello, Grandpa—

"You became a little, after your mates saved you and for your kind information. I did went to take you with me but you didn't want to leave their side so I let you be." Chris explains, but all you could hear was 'little'.

You closed your eyes, hand bawling into fists.

Why can't you remember what happened? Did you actually forgot what triggered you into that state? Maybe you did, a way to save yourself from further trouble. You wished, no wanted to know the events of that night but you know, somewhere your hesitating to ask the same. Do you really want to know?

No, you don't.

You don't need another stress to add up in your nightly breakdowns. That maybe selfish on your part, but that's what you think is the best for you. You know you aren't that strong, heck your weak when it came to emotions and to say something triggered you into being little is enough proof that you don't want a revisit of that horrible memory.

"But I have like seven mates, Grandpa. And how am I even supposed to bond with them, especially when all I feel is hate towards them?" You genuinely question, cause well you really don't know how to tackle this situation like an adult.

You know how you are. Mending things isn't your expertise, if anything you prefer to leave things as it is. Running away rather than facing, yes people would call you coward but you were one anxious bitch. Heck, your anxiety made you revise your books again and again. It made your stomach twist in pain, had you sweat like no other.

But then it was a symptom of your pcod. Atleast, that's what you have learnt all this years.

"Seven is a lot, but you can go one by one. Try to bond with them individually, learn about their likes and whatever you do. Make them your friends, before you head along the road of love." Chris chimes, making you feel disgust at the way he said that.

So cheesy, ugh your brain needs a break.

"Yeah, Bye Gramps." You wave off, even though he can't see it.

Cutting the call, you huff. Knowing them individually, you can try.

Maybe. Maybe not.

Now what should you wear? Going near the cupboard, you dig inside. One by one you throw the dresses out, the pink colours making you want to slam your head. Why are all this dresses so baby-like? Did you actually wore all this shits? Ugh, why?

Whoever brought this has a terrible taste.

You shake your head, the dresses back at your Gramps house are way better than this. Should you go and get them? Deciding, you go and quickly wear the same gown. Looking over the stand-mirror, you brush your curls that were still damp.

Well, you don't have time to set them now.

Opening the door, you skip down the stairs.

To know them individually. But with whom you should start?

"If she wants to leave, let her Jungkook. Your actions are not at all helping." Jin's voice chills her skin, the sheet coldness of it had her know how serious he actually is.

You could see they all are gathered in the living room. Keeping your breath as slow as possible, you stood just across the stairs. But no, your time is up when Namjoon whips his head to look right into your eyes that grew wide.

"You want me to die young or what," Keeping a hand across your heart, you saunter over with a neutral expression.

You could sense the atmosphere halting. The silence was intense, no one daring to break it.

Jungkook was practically sizing you up like a predator. You roll your eyes, giving him a look while in return, he scoffs at you.

You grimace, not knowing how to actually convey what you want. It's weird and makes you want to run away but you know, you can't. Not this time. "I will give you all a chance, but-" you gauge their reactions. Eyes rolling over one vampire to the other.

"I want to know all of you individually, so it would be nice if you all agree to it." You finish, not daring to meet anyone's stare.

A surprised look passes over the vampires, it was Namjoon who spoke first. "I- I mean that's okay with us."

"I am in." Jimin waves at you, and for some reason you could tell he is flirting with the way his eyes rake over your body. Clearing your throat, you look away as if avoiding the way he made you feel. Caged.

Hoseok looks over, even as the other vampires nod. Agreeing to the same.

"Which one of us you want to bond first with?" Jin smiles at you warmly, the earlier coldness replaced by the tenderness that had your mind feel tingly.

Either he has years of experience or he is just good in hiding his emotions.

You don't know whom to choose. Now that you look closely, all are extremely handsome men. No doubt in that but looks could be deceiving. You know cause that's how world was fooled over and over again. Beauty brought wars, heartbreak, pain. It was an illusion, if anything you want to see the what's in the inside.

And as much as you know, in that field. All of them are lacking.

You know they are waiting for an answer, anxiously looking at you and each other. Attentive yet somewhat tense.

Deciding to go with the easy one, you choose "Hoseok."

For a moment, you can see Hoseok's shock but that disappears as soon as it came. Letting you know that the guy was good in hiding too, so what? Two can play the game for sure. At your choice, the other vampires nod and leave the two of you to your devices. You know all of them are little disappointed that you didn't choose them but guess masking that emotion was easy rather than adding another fight to the already raging one wasn't a good option here. It wasn't like you don't want to, they have to have patience.

He moves towards you, "So, where you want to go?"

"First, my grandpa's house. I want to pick my clothes."

"If you don't mind, shall I take you for shopping? That could be a perfect place to start our date- er bonding I mean." Hoseok stammers, making you smile softly at him.

The reason you chose him was little selfish on your part. You recall the night Jungkook attacked you, it was him who came to check on you. Though at that moment, you were very much pissed to take any kind of help. Lest being seen as some vulnerable girl who will cry any second. But nonetheless you remembered and were grateful that he somewhat cared about you. Even though, he didn't know you would be his soulmate. That only meant, you could rely on him more than anyone.

Sensing you haven't answered yet, Hoseok taps your shoulder. "Oh, sorry. Sure, we can go shopping."

And the smile he gave you had you blinded for a second there.

You don't know whether it was a good idea.

But you know, the smoke of regret is strong in here. God knows in what attitude did you thought that it would be great to just go in this gown fit for some event. It made you feel so extra but at the same time you marvelled at the attention you drew. The maids had a hard time stopping themselves from praising you. So much that you could even see a hint a envy in their eyes. Maybe you were misreading, or maybe not.

For the first time, you had painstakingly taken your time to do your hair and apply a little makeup.

Eyeshadow and all weren't your cup of tea and neither you ventured at that part. You had done whatever you had saw your classmates doing before going on a date. And that's it, your done. Now no more re-checking.

"We look fine, we are. Yes we are," You whisper to yourself, taking your purse and the phone which one of the maids had offered to charge.

She mentioned that your phone was same as that of Namjoon, so she got his charger because you weren't ready to go. It was funny but you won the argument and she had to go. She is a sweet lady. She has been serving the vampires for over 200 years and she had promised to fill you in all the gossip surrounding them.

Which you are most definitely looking forward to.

"You look stunning," you whip your head to see an equally dressed hoseok. And might you add, he looks ravishing-

That tuxedo gave him a regal look, the muscles rippling underneath a temptation you can't undo, who said only women can do seduction. This Vampire in front of you was a walking sin, you could say cause a maid herself couldn't stop licking her lips at him. So much that she had to avert her eyes before she is caught in the act.

A spike of jealousy shoots up your skin but suppressing the urge, you smile at hoseok whose gaze beholds you like an ocean beholding the waves. Crashing, rising and tumbling down at the whim of his fingertips.

Your mood plummets, gaze flickering towards her in disdain. What's with people trying to drool over your mate?

The maids bow, as one speaks. "My Lord, do you want to feed before leaving?"

Your eyes twitch, does he feed from her? You look at hoseok sharply, unknown to your burning gaze. He waves her off, "No, you can go."

And as soon as she leaves, your soured mood no longer wishes to go on that date.

Still, acting up. You cover the hideous emotions as if they were nothing but a pile of trash. "Ironically, they say opposite attracts. Don't they?" You throw a question wrapped in dirge. Eyes narrowing with a mocking smile, one that had hoseok frowning ever so slightly.

"Are you jealous?" He raises an eyebrow, smile stretching up at the very thought.

You chuckle, "If getting reasons as to why giving you all a chance is a waste then yes, I am jealous. Now, hurry up before I change my mind," You brush past him, rage bubbling inside you like a volcano waiting for eruption.

Vampires can't be trusted, can they? That maid acted all wise in front of you but as soon Hoseok came, she went to throw herself at him like some bitch in heat. Are all maids here your rival? But are they, you laugh to yourself. If Soulmate and a commoner can ever be compared than sure your standing was far high than they could ever imagine. You will let them know that you being good doesn't mean anyone can stomp on you.

But for now, you got a date with Hoseok.

You blink your eyes, looking around to see your already out of the mansion.

You sigh, this much anger won't do any good to you. Especially not when your senses stop working. Atleast, you didn't crash straight against the guard who was very much eyeing you.

"Y/N?" Before you could look back, Hoseok's firm hands brush against your arms, settling down at your lower waist. Tilting your head, you swallow at the close proximity but say nothing.

You let Hoseok pull you towards the car ride awaiting just across the entrance of his house. The streaks of anger were still burning, but deciding to know the Vampire. You let the fire extinguish, granting it no release which only meant it will be visiting you again. Soon.

The entire ride you and Hoseok didn't exchange any words except few smiles here and there.

It was suffocating to say the least but still you pulled through.

Looking out, you watched the trees pass by. The crowd at this side were very few, infact you couldn't even see any people except cars parked in a line. Wonder in which rich locality has hoseok brought you in? If he thinks he could win you over with a dash of money and some luxury then he is wrong. So wrong.

The car comes to a halt, as Hoseok gets out. Before you could get out, he encages your hand in a gentle grip. Making you internally gag, what a gentleman.

Is he trying to court you? Seriously.

You hope this courting would actually help you to know him better. If not, then vallah your gonna whoop his ass. And not in a kinky way, nope.

As soon as your out, you leave his hand. Attention going over your hands that are busy setting your dress of any crease. As soon as your done, you look up to see Hoseok extending his arm as if wanting you to hold it-

Your mind stutters, is he fucking serious?

Twirling around, you move inside the first shop you see with a dress sign. The rush of cold air as soon as you step-in had you involuntarily shiver, but brushing past it. You look around the expensive store that screams luxury and calls you poor in many ways. So much that you don't even wanna count. As long as you don't have to see an age-old vampire trying to court you, anything is fine. Yup.

"Mam, Sir. Can I help you?" A women comes up to you, wearing a smile she must have learnt.

Cause well, if you tried to smile like that. Your mouth would for sure hurt like hell.

Looking back, you see Hoseok. Knowing exactly how a certain Vampire was trailing behind you all along. Not that you mind but having a handsome Vampire meant having to see women falling flat against his feet like some offering willing to please him or something like that. And for sure, your correct when you see the women brighten up at the sight of Hoseok.

What actually irked you was how Hoseok was keenly smiling so brightly that your insides melted. Not with butterflies but with rage.

Wow, God made sure that for eternity. You will be on your toes. Ugh.

So annoying, rolling your eyes. You move along the sections. Taking whatever dress you could pull, you saunter inside the dressing room. Needing a moment to decide why this whole decision to give them a chance was a failure in itself. And why you should have escaped, a much better option than all this shit you have to go through.

Taking a deep breath, you fan your face with the back of your hand.

Looking over the dress, you sigh. You actually want to fight Hoseok, bonding can go down the drain. Your fuming, why doesn't he go and fuck all those bitches? Just like how he and the other Vampires did all this years.

Why should you sit here and burn in jealousy. Your soulmate can only bring insecurity in you, and nothing else.

A knock had you shout a 'Wait a min' even though all you wished was to snap at that person who was only irritating you with all that banging on the door.

"Can I come in?" Hoseok speaks softly, as if you were some child. You scoff.

"This is a bad idea, can you just drop me at my Grandpa's?" You speak, letting your frustrations out. You can't take this shit, in no way can this vampire and you be mates.

Grandpa was right, your bond was a defect in itself.

Why bother saving when it's doomed until the very end.

"Just, open the door." Hoseok demands, leaving no room for arguments.

Unlocking the door, you let him in. As soon Hoseok enters, his eyes look over you with a tender look. "Sweetheart, why do you feel like this? Have I done something wrong?"

Your so frustrated that even though all the complaint lay at the tip of your tongue. Your unable to say or much less convey the emotions. Your angry, no furious at him and the world. Maybe it's just your hormones or your just way too fucking sensitive.

Shaking your head, "It's nothing," and you make a beeline to leave, again.

But before you could, Hoseok stops you. Brushing the curls covering the expanse of your face, he caresses your face with a tenderness your so foreign to. "If you want, we can go somewhere else? Tell me, do you feel okay?"

You nod at his concern, biting your lip when the same heartwarming smile graces his face.

How could this Vampire spread such warmth when all you could feel is cold at the touch. "Why are you acting this nice? I don't like it."

There. You said it, as your heart couldn't help but want the bitter pill to be shared by him too. Why only you should feel this jealousy, this love and this feeling so foreign. This possessiveness shouldn't be there, not when you don't even know him at all. But then, it wasn't like you were asked before getting them as your soulmates.

He frowns, at your question. Taking a double-take but when your expression stay the same. He knows, you aren't playing with him. "What do you mean?"

Such a thickhead, you sigh.

Crossing your arms, you speak. "Tell me about yourself? Anything."

You wait, all ears to the man who takes a moment before smiling at you. "I am 10,000 years old. Name's Hoseok and I am your soulmate. Your hope, your sunshine."

You gasp, hands flying across your mouth in a dramatic way. "Damn, that's old."

Hoseok's eyes widen at your remark, hands clutching over his chest. "In human years, I am only 28. Not old."

You roll your eyes, "Your still an old man, Vampire or not."

Hoseok's eyes darken at your words and it only had you watch in amusement but alas, it didn't last when he saunters into your personal space, pressing you right against the wall with a force that had you groan at the impact. Peering over, your breath gets caught in your throat. He was just an hairsbreath away and if you or him moved, even a little then you would kiss. At the prospect, your heart hammered. As if demanding you to do it, to get it over it. But no, it's your first kiss.

"Darling," he hums, voice slicing through her heart like smooth velvet doused in honey. "If I were you, I would take that back."

You look into his eyes, the obsidian spun darkness luring you into an ocean your so not familiar with. It entices your heart, tempting you to do exactly what he wants. Fall. Right into him, fall so down that getting up would be a task you would rather give up then struggle over.

"What if I don't," you decide to push his buttons, raising an eyebrow. You tilt your head, successfully caging yourself in an odd angle of proximity.

"Then I will make you,"

Before he could crash onto your lips like some beast awaiting a feast, you encase his mouth with the palm of your hand. Successfully deterring his destination for now.

"Sorry, Vampire. You will have to earn this." Tapping across his chest, you let him know that you wish for some space. Which he gives, stepping back as you leave a breath of relief. So minuscule that it would be hard to gauge, but then aren't Vampires an expert at this?

He knows the affect he has on you.

He does and that's scary but at the same time it's not. You don't know the correct word to express it but it makes you feel torn in all directions. Question is, in which direction you should go?

"Just to let you know, I was being polite to that dhampir and this lady only because my mate thinks I should respect all women no matter what. If I failed, then you can gladly punish me." His next words had an electric current run over your body, snapping your head at him.

You can't believe it.

Did he really? Do all this so that you could be impressed.

Your heart involuntarily squeezed at the care and love, distraught you grimace as to how you should react to this. You don't know. You aren't familiar with all this love talk but can you ignore what the heart wants?

You hum, feeling a lot better now.

"Now let me fix our date." Taking hold of your hand, he pulls you out of the dressing room.

Hoseok takes you to the fourth floor, a series of casual clothes lined up for women was where you found yourself standing at. He chose too many tops and leggings for you, waving off any women who tried to assist him. Your skin flushed when all his attention was on you, giving you an instant relief from all those workers who were trying hard to gain his attention.

It was annoying that everything was cute in his eyes and if you didn't stop him, you were afraid the whole shop will be empty in a matter of seconds.

After buying all the necessary things, you went up to pay.

"Are you hungry? I know this restuarant that is preety famous." Hoseok tilts his head as if awaiting your answer while you trail behind him.

At the thought of food, your stomach grumbled. You coughed to cover up your embarassment but hoseok simply nodded in understanding. "We should hurry then."

You wait on the sidelines as Hoseok pays for your items with a black card. To say you were shell-shocked would be an understatement, you knew vampires were rich but this was another level. Even your bank account won't ever be ready to shop in this store much less burn holes in your pocket.

"But that would mean only I will have to eat?" You grimace, knowing well how in that cafe the vampires bought a warm cup of blood.

So what Hoseok will have in the restuarant? Blood soup?

The thought made your stomach churn, the sight of blood was not a very nice moment for you.

It was why you ignored the vampires in the cafe cause well if you saw them drinking blood. You were sure you would either vomit or faint right then and there.

"Let's go."

You nod, letting Hoseok haul you out of the store. In inside, you were screaming. Hoping to think of anything but the sight of blood.

You did not have a nice memory with blood. Not when your friend's brother got hit with a stone. All because of the stupid fight you and the other kids participated in. You recall pressing your hand on the back of his head to stop the bleeding as your friend shouted 'See, this much blood.'

And the next second you knew, you had fainted. The sight of blood was more scary than seeing a ghost in the halloween nights.

Hoseok could see your distracted. It was as if something was bothering you. He wished to ask you but sensing how your still hesitant opening up to him had him stop right there.

Giving the shopping bags to the driver, he takes hold of your hand with a smile. "Come, the restuarant is right across the road."

He had already reserved the table. Considering the owner was a great friend of Jin, it wasn't that hard for Hoseok to get a little bit of early reservations. Helping you take a seat, he had let you take the order.

Whatever you will have, he will too.

Your eyes lit up, at the sight of the food- Chinese, Indian, Italian.

You name it and they had it.

"Mam, Sir. Your order?" A waiter comes across our table as you give him a soft smile.

"For starters, I would have a Manchurian and then Schezwan noddles. That's all." You close the book, looking over to hoseok with a hesitant look.

"And you?"

Hoseok smiles, "I will have whatever the lady will have."

As soon as the waiter leaves, you give a look to Hoseok. Not understanding how he can order food when all Vampires can have is blood. If your brain and memory is not fooling you then yeah, Vampires live on blood and not food. Heck, even your classmates think that food tastes like poison to them. Did he do this for you? You can't wrap your head around this at all.

"I heard that Vampires can only have blood?" You raise an eyebrow, earning a snort from him.

"Let's just say a women helped us with that." Hoseok chuckles, watching as you glare at him.

Not at all enjoying his way with words. Which women? And what help is he talking about. Involuntarily, your mind went to those maids. Dammit, can't these vampires have male servants. Clearing your throat, you try your best to hold onto your emotions bubbling inside of you.

Your eyes twitch, "Oh, was she some witch? In return of this taste, she must have asked you all to fuck her. Didn't she?"

But Hoseok's face glows as if knowing exactly what is going on in that preety little head of yours.

"Darling, you shouldn't lower yourself to that now. My mate isn't some witch and even if I want more than anything to fuck you. I can wait." His words had you cough in shock, even as erotic images of you and him cloud your mind like a glue.

Biting your lip, you suppress the urge. Hoping your red face would not give you away so easily.

"Cat got your tongue."

You scowl at him, but before you could retort. The waiter arrives with the food. After serving the food, your busy digging in. Too hungry to look at a certain Vampire who is very much looking at you with not so innocent eyes.

Hoseok couldn't help but smile as you gobble up your food like some starved man left in the scorching dessert without any trace of water. His eyes couldn't help but narrow at your lips, the red color taunting him to no end. He couldn't control himself around you, so much that he was ready to claim you right inside the dressing room.

To bend you over and fuck you as he marks your skin with his bite and hickeys. He was glad that you stopped him. Otherwise, the others would have been at his throat by now.

Hoseok glares at the far end corner of the room. Knowing exactly that the others are standing right there. He knows cause well Jin wouldn't help him get reservations without an ulterior motive. They all want to be there and see exactly what they will do on this date.

He sighs, so much for bonding.

"Aren't you eating?" You bring him out of his thoughts, shaking his head.

He smiles, digging right in.

You smile at the way his eyes lit up at the exquisite taste. You hush him, not wanting him to again start talking. Not that you don't love him blabbering, but right now. Your too hungry to care. "We don't want our food to be cold, so eat. You can praise the chef later."

As soon as your done with food, it's time for the dessert Hoseok specially ordered for you. As your taking a bite of the chocolate ice cream, Hoseok speaks up. "Do you really think that Ankit should have been your mate?"

Halting your actions, you hum. Not knowing what to say, "If I am honest, somewhere I did hope Ankit would be my mate. But now that I think, my reasoning for this was only because he talked to me very sweetly and not only me. To any women, he was the same. He didn't even know them and yet the way he talked was as if your in a presence of some Prince. But it was just a crush, nothing else so it's in the past."

You see Hoseok being deep in thought and you curse. Did you rant? Why did you have to call him Prince, but then wasn't that his nickname? It was, so you weren't in trouble.

You hope so.

"Ah, but you should know better than screaming his name in front of your mates." His voice, wrapped in velvet had you shiver unknowingly.

You gulp, knowing well what is he referring at?

"Well, were you jealous?" You hide your swirling thoughts with a raised question.

To which, he only chuckles. As if it was the most obvious thing, "Jealous, Nah my sweet. I was fucking seething at the way you chanted his name." He growls, the same animalistic aura surrounding him.

He looked deadly, no wonder the Vampire was pissed at your earlier actions.

"But your punishment can wait, for now. Tell me." He raises his hands, fingertips brushing against the narrow end of your mouth in poised thoughtfulness.

Instinctively, you licked your lips. His eyes darting to the same. As he gave you a stern look 'Don't'

And you licked your lips, again, defying him like anything.

Pulling his hand back, he hums at you. "I see, Namjoon wasn't wrong when he said you were a brat."

You smirk, letting him know that you are. And you won't go down without a proper fight, why should you? But somewhere, even you know that this is all a facade. Your not the one your so hard pretending to be. Inside, only you know how much your freaking out at the thought of having sex with your supposed soulmates. Your a virgin and let's just say, all lies that your feeding them will have to come to an end.

But for now, you will revel. Acting exactly how you want to be seen.

As soon as the dessert is finished, Hoseok and you take your leave.

Your feet are already killing you, the heels weren't that comfortable at all but then it was all worth it. It completed your look. Otherwise you would have looked no less than a baby in front of him.

Blame that thing on your height.

The familiar sight of mansion greets you from the car seat. Now that you see it more clearly, you could tell that it was huge. No it was gigantic. Plus the gothic touch gave a feeling of royalty. Vampires do have a strange taste, but you like it?

"How many rooms are there in your mansion?" You ask, genuinely curious.

Hoseok hums, "We have total 104 rooms."

And you had to literally sniff to make sure your breathing through your nose and not just stare at him like you saw something way too extraordinary. Which you did. Damn, they are rich. "Oh, that's nice."

You clear your shock, even as Hoseok smiles at you.

Passing through the gates of the mansion, the car comes to a halt as Hoseok helps you out, again but this time you don't resist.

"Thank you," You say with gratitude.

Hoseok shakes his head, "It's my pleasure, you go inside. I will bring your bags." Patting your back, he goes back to help the driver with unloading.

You smile at his sweetness, even as you enter the mansion. But before you even reach the door.

It's thrown open as a pair of arms engulfs you. "Finally, your back."

"Jimin, stop hogging her." Hoseok comes from behind you as the Vampire nuzzles against your neck, earning a shiver from you.

Nipping your skin, he pulls back with a grin. "My mate doesn't have a problem, does she?"

Your too shocked to react. Did he just bit you? Touching the spot near your neck, you glare at him. Not at all enjoying such open physical affections. "Well she has,"

You recall him. His attitude towards you when you first met him was still as bitter as the cold mountains of the Himalayas.

Not giving him any more reaction, you hurry to the room you came from. Too tired to deal with the others. Your feet were killing you. Maybe a warm bath would help, you wouldn't know until you try so.

As soon as you enter your room, you make sure to lock it as you throw your heels on opposite directions. Huffing you stretch your feet and hurry to the bathroom.

"A nice bath is what I need." You sing along, entering the bathroom—

"The hell-" You yell as a very naked Yoongi stood inside.

His back was facing you, a hand in towel. But as soon as he goes to turn, you scream and close your eyes. Muttering all the curses you might have heard in your lifetime. "What are you doing in my room? Pervert"

Yoongi sighs, throwing the towel right on your face. "Go away. This is my room."

The audacity of this man, no vampire.

You threw the towel down, looking up at him in pure disgust.

"hmph, as if I am dying to be in your room." You roll your eyes as you leave the place, almost running away from the vampire who makes you mad just by the thought of him.

What you didn't see was how Yoongi was following you with a scowl.

"For your kind information, we had a misunderstanding. But did you let us explain it to you, no, so stop being a bitch." He calls you out, all of a sudden with a completely different argument as you take in a sharp breath.

Turning around, you no longer care if he is naked. Your attention is right at his face, "Why should I? I have heard about the rumours surrounding your whole group. If anyone is to be blamed then it's your reputation as a petty fuckboy. As soon as you got a taste of my blood in Yuna. Suddenly, the whole bangtan wants to act like some godforsaken lovers they are not. Is that why, you were with Yuna that day. So that you all could make love to her? Am I right? Let it be huh, I know men like you. As long as the women isn't of some importance, respect and common decency is nowhere to be seen."

Your heart was hammering as you drew short, sharp breaths. It was as if you were consumed in a fire pit. Your voice cracked in the intensity of the anger you spoke in. You knew well, you knew that Vampires recognise their mate through blood. You even know how Yuna got your blood but does that give these men free ticket to hurt other women?

If there's something that spreads faster than a forest fire than its a rumour. How many have you heard about each one of them? So much that your ears might bleed, forget about eternity and all.

How could you stop from sympathizing from all those women they had hurt? For a moment, those women might have been a fool in your eyes but was that one-sided. No. They were part of it. For what, just to get some.

Playing games, leading them on and then dropping them like some rag doll.

Yoongi laughs, eyes beholding her in a cruel look. "Yeah? What about you? Didn't you fantasize Ankit as your mate and how he should have fucked you." He scoffs, "A whore indeed."

Your eyes widen. He just did not just call you that-

"You" Before your hand can slap him hard, he catches your wrist in an iron grip.

"We all went crazy when you ran away. What did you do? You brought Ankit to make us jealous so that you could satisfy your heart. You are a coward so stop acting like some goddess who deserves the whole world. When in actuality, your worse than us. Atleast, we accept our mistakes but you." He scoffs, pushing you away with a harsh glare.

While all you could do was stare at him with unshed tears.

Whatever he said was like a dagger to your heart. When did you call yourself a goddess? You didn't think like that, yes your mad at all of them but that doesn't mean you don't love them. You do but right now, it's hard to see that love which lies past the clouds of misunderstandings.

You know your childish, you do cause you hold grudges until the very end.

It was your negative trait, one that you cannot get rid of. Heck, you aren't able to forgive your father until now. How could you then forget their first impressions on you?

Blinking back your tears, you silently take your leave. Not really wishing to argue any more.

As soon as you leave, Yoongi glares at that door you left through. As if cursing it to even be there.

Minutes later, a happy Hoseok enters the room but sensing the drop of mood in his mate's aura. He frowns, "What happened, Yoongi? Is Y/N here?"

"This is my room, not hers." Yoongi snaps, groaning as he takes a seat on the edge of the bed.

Whatever argument he had with you was just his frustration getting the best of him. Literally he can't decide what to do with you, his mate? You push his buttons like no other, you love him one second and then throw him away like a trash. You sing, all for him but as soon as he comes. You refuse to even indulge him.

It almost feels like your slipping away and he is helpless. Heck, all are.

Yoongi doesn't know what will it take to have you trust him and the others.

It's what driving him up to the wall.

Leaving him in nothing but the crumbs of an impending heartbreak. One that he wishes to avoid at all cost.

Hoseok sighs, "Did you two argue?"

He looks up, letting him know exactly that.

Hoseok groans, "You fool, what did you say to her and where is she?"

He glares at his mate, not in the mood to have another guilt trip. Yoongi knows his words were harsh towards you, heck he is even regretting it the moment he called you a whore but no. His hurt and his emotions got the better of him, and in the end.

It was them who got hurt. You and him.

Him and you.

Hoseok sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. "We have to give her time, our bonding won't happen in a day Yoongi. I just hope you didn't ruin it by doing something you shouldn't have."

And with that, Hoseok leaves the room.

His steps fading, as Yoongi stares into oblivion.

Not knowing what to feel and do now.

Namjoon flipped the pages of his book, sighing as his attention went anywhere but the book in hand.

His thoughts overtaken by a certain women deemed as his destiny, the missing piece of his soul but the question was, were they worthy of her?

Today when he saw her and Hoseok in the restuarant. He was almost jealous, wishing it was him in place of his mate but he knew well than that. They all needed her, desired her but as she wished to have them individually, who were they to refuse her?

They all were now divided. Awaiting their turn anxiously. Here, jealousy and envy bloomed like a vine encasing their unbeatable heart.

His trance got broken by the thick blackened clouds that were soon dragged down by the heavy rain which held its delicate frame. The clouds who struggled to withstand the burden of the weight which the rain held, soon gave in as the rain poured down over the land with a roar.

Lightning striked as darkness rolled over.

"It's raining," Quietly padding through the library, Jimin comes out of a section with a book pressed against his arm.

Namjoon hums, eyes taking a peek at the book named 'How to Impress your crush' as he looks at Jimin with an almost amused expression.

"What? I need to impress my women and I am seriously studying." Jimin groans, as he takes a seat and flips through the pages with interest.

That, everyone is trying to do. Namjoon sighs, as your face appears into his imagination. They all are holding back but until when? Even they don't know. Out of all of them, Jungkook is the most possessive which is actually creating problem for all of them. "By the way, where's Jungkook?"

Jimin shrugs, "He might be in the gym, as always."

He sighs, the youngest has a weird fascination with working out. So much that if he wants to take his anger out, he will go to the gym instead.

Which is understandable as he wasn't present in the mansion since morning.

He and Jin clearly disapproved of Jungkook's actions. They didn't want to force you to stay, and when Jungkook had went and did just that. Let's just say, no one was pleased. But he can't blame him when it was his vampire that had him become like that. Every one of them has their Vampire which surfaces as soon as their mate is in the radar and from how Jungkook is reacting, it's safe to say his Vampire isn't pleased. Not until it has claimed you as his. Which can only be done after he has marked you.

"And what about Taehyung and Jin?"

Jimin sighs, "I don't know. Taehyung might be in his painting room and Jin will be either in the kitchen or in his room."

Namjoon nods, mind going onto the earlier conversation he had with taehyung. He spoke about impressing you with a painting of yours and Jin had been trying the same but instead of painting. It was the food he was working on.

"Have you all seen Y/N?" Hoseok strides in, looking around as if you can magically appear in sight.

Jimin closes his book, attention moving onto him. "What do you mean? Didn't she came with you?"

He was still sulking from the advice this book gave him. As it was not at all working on you. Did his charm not faze you in the slightest, but then Jimin could tell the slight raise in the beat of your heart and how your skin flushed as you tried to hide it in a cloak of irritation. He licks his lips, thinking of more ways to tick you again and again.

Until your dam breaks and-

Shaking his head, he brings his imagination out. First, he has to see where exactly are you?

They all concentrate closely, vampire senses heightening as if pinning your exact location. In this mansion, other than you there wasn't any human. And so it wasn't long, that they heard the familiar beat of your heart. It was faint, meaning you were a little far away but still it was there and that was all that mattered.

Suddenly, all lights turned out as complete darkness fell over the mansion.

"Wow, great." Jimin claps sarcastically, moving out as his vision clears in the darkened room.

Hoseok and Namjoon shake their head, part in relief and part in annoyance. Relief that you didn't ran away and annoyance for the sudden lights out.

"I will go and escort Y/N to her room."

As soon as Hoseok says that, Namjoon and Jimin frown.

"You had her for date, Now it's my time." Jimin huffs, hurrying out as fast as he could.

Namjoon sighs, "She didn't choose you yet." But he was already gone.

Great.

In another part of the mansion, the maids scurried around Jin who was now hurling insults for those who thought it would be nice to cut the lights. He was trying to decorate his special cake but still, heeding his vampire senses he continued on his work. But not before muttering few profanities here and there.

"You all can leave, or be silent. Choice is yours." He voices out, tone coming out a lot harsher than intended.

As soon as he is done, he puts the cake back into the freezer.

Moving out, he decides to go into his room and rest for the time.

From morning, he has been trying out this cake he had learnt from YouTube. And now he just wishes to go and have a rest, maybe even think of a nice place on how to exactly approach his mate. He can only hope you choose him for the date now.

( 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 )

"Daddy, I want this one" You whine, trying to use your puppy eyes on him.

Jin sighs,"You already have that."

Taehyung groans, "How can you say that to my baby, Jin hyung. Let her have it."

Taehyung comes in, dumping the clothes into the trolley. Judging by how full it was, it seems he brought the whole store. They really have to control on their greed to spoil you because Namjoon has been literally chiding him for all the things they have already brought for you. Day before yesterday, Jimin and Jungkook had taken you to a waterpark and from there you all had went to buy games.

You squeal, jumping into Taehyung as he groans at the impact but laughs when you pepper his face with kisses.

"You forgot me," he taps his cheek, even as you giggle.

Before you could go to him, Taehyung tightens his grip around you. "No, stay."

He frowns, glaring at taehyung who doesn't let you come to him. Well, let's see until when can he keep you with him?

( 𝑭𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 End)

He hates how good things have such a short life span.

But then, he has never faced death. Not when he is an immortal being, one that cannot die no matter what.

It's hard to think of a life that finishes quickly. What scares him the most, is you, his mate who also happens to be a human.

A stubborn one at that.

He knows your Grandpa is in a legal battle with Jungkook's Father. One that he is not even interested to know about, cause well it wasn't like he would have helped that man. Not only he despises him for his inferior acts but also the way he hates anyone that isn't of their species. It's ironic for him to be suddenly interested in them.

All Jin knows is protecting you, even if it means going against the whole community who would rather see them mateless than with a human.

Which was cruel on their part, but oh well their ancient traditions were nowhere to change. Not until the old vampires give up their position to the young budding vamps awaiting for a significant change into the vampire world.

"My Lord," Lilian greets him, head tucked down as she bows deeply.

He hums, eyes steering across the windows, past the cloud that create a darkness he is familiar too. It was still preety much evening yet sensing the atmosphere, anyone could take it as a night.

Lilian hesitates, "Earlier, Lady Y/N stormed outside. And it's raining, so I thought it would-

She didn't even get to complete her sentence, before Jin is out of there.

Footsteps hurrying to go out and see his mate.

Outside the rain seemed to came as a much needed release for your thoughts. Wherein the earlier conversation with Yoongi presses the edges of your heart with needles pricking the moment you draw in a breath of air. Standing in the middle of the garden, you look back at the mansion. Lightning strikes as for a moment the place glows, as if it were morning but it passes as soon as it comes.

You sigh, letting your palm stretch across you. The heavy drops of rain hitting your skin, even as your tears led them down.

If anyone would ask, what were you thinking? You would have answered, nothing cause literally nothing was working inside your head. No thoughts, no opinions. You felt blank, even as your eyes shed tears as if it were their last day.

Maybe. Maybe you don't deserve love or maybe your doomed from the start. Maybe your father is right or maybe you are wrong all along. Maybe you marrying the guy of your father's choice was the best or maybe waiting for your soulmate was your luck. Out of this countless maybe's, all that can emerge now is hurt.

You gasps, as your throat opens up for the breath you refuse to in-take.

Holding your tears, you only make your throat tighten. A burning pain arising from it, as a protest to your self-harm.

The darkness around doesn't scare you as much, letting your head rest against the tree. You stare across the sky, as if trying to decipher beyond this clouds that seem familiar to your own mind.

"My Love," A gruff voice hauls your attention towards Jimin who strides right into your personal space.

Narrowing your eyes at his bold words and even bold smirk, you sigh. Not replying to him, your thoughts were already too heavy to take and the last thing you wanted was this.

Another addition.

Jimin clicks his tongue in disapproval, fingertips glazing over your damp hair. Swirling it, he hums as if approving your state while behind him. The lightning strikes again, rolling over the heavens and bombarding the sky with an afterglow. "This time, you shall choose me for the date."

You roll your eyes, done with that way he follows your eyes. Attention down at your lips, even as he makes you stiffen for a second. What is his problem?

"I don't think, you will take me anywhere but your bed as a date." You raise an eyebrow as he laughs, the narrow teeths on the front taunting you like no other.

That's sharp, if he bites you. Your done.

Jimin slides down beside you, "Won't you enjoy it, I will be better than your ex-boyfriend."

You froze. Uh huh. If only he knew how much of a damn virgin you are. Heck if they all saw the girl that lays behind the facade of cold. They would be surprised, won't they? You were a bit grateful for Hoseok to not come in for a kiss, for dodging one time had cracked your facade a little.

If it happened again, you might have ran. Soulmate or not, your scared of this. But for Jimin, you sure as heck know that guy has balls of steel.

He won't back away until he proved just how much of a good fuck he can be.

Of course your made-in boyfriend cannot do anything now can he?

"Not happening," You cross your arms, even as Jimin chuckles.

One that had you shiver, "We will see."

You laugh, not understanding what is he trying to do? Intimidate you or scare you for life.

Before you could stand, Jimin traps you in-between the tree and himself. Damn his vampire speed that had your heart leap into your throat. The action taking you off-guard even as you press your hands across his chest for some space which was refused with the way his breath fanned your lips.

And for a second, you forgot to breathe.

You will go cross-eyed with how close he is to you. "Kitten, fantasizing about Ankit as your man isn't very nice." His cold fingers brush against your cheek, inching across the expanse of your lips that quivered ever so slightly.

You sigh. Not knowing what to say.

Behind the clouds rumble, as if warning about the rain that intensifies. Even as large droplets fled down from the leaves, and just like that your hands brushed against Jimin's face. The action having caught him off guard, the blank look of your eyes not giving away anything to the question.

You allow your fingers to tap against his cheeks, "What a curse to have?" As you question yourself more than him, unable to read this creature of the night who stirs your heart. Unreliable and so so far.

Jimin hums, "If it brings you to me, then I would gladly have it a thousand times." His dark onyx pin you down, as your brain stutters at his choice of words.

Your hands drop, even as goosebumps arise. The sound of the wind rustling being loud enough to weigh your heart that beats at a fast rhythm. What a way with words?

"Now tell me, why did you think crying in rain was a good idea?" Jimin questions, as you shrug. Not in mood to explain your gloomy mood but at the same time, your mind comes up with an apt reply.

"Rain brings me comfort," You cross your arms, but in a flash. A figure towers you both as Jin brings an umbrella for you. Successfully blocking the raindrops.

"Do you two want to be sick or what. It's raining outside, half of the world is deprived of electricity and here you two are." The way jin scolds had your eyes pop out of your socket.

How can he speak without taking a break?

What is he, your Ma?

Jimin rolls his eyes, looking at you with an apologetic look. "Ignore him, he is like that only."

"Yah, I am your elder. What did you just say," Jin pulls his ear, earning a Yelp and a giggle from you.

What a day!

Next day, your up late.

After Jin had scolded your behaviour, you were quickly taken into your room. A warm bath was prepared, and despite your protests you had to take all their gifts. Jin had brought a cake for dessert while Namjoon had quietly slipped a book in your bed with some more book recommendations. Taehyung brought you a painting while Jimin got you a ring.

It was Hoseok who gave you a parting kiss, one that had the others seethe while you were too shocked to react, much less get him back for that.

It was as if all were collectively trying to win your heart, or in simple words. Court you.

But still somewhere you were waiting for Yoongi or even Jungkook to show up.

Guess what, they didn't and now you think instead of mending your bond. You had further broken it down.

'What if Vampire has a human Soulmate'

Your laptop screen was filled with many theories. Whole night you had went through various scenarios, none making sense but yeah if something did make sense then it was your fear of mate bond. You had still covered your mark with makeup. You seriously are not frowning over your destiny. It's not like you control it, so by now, all you think and probably fear is about the vampire community.

The age old vampires who worship the devil himself, the ones who think they are superior ones. And so a human being connected to a purebred vampire threatens the base and it wasn't like the news has never covered issues regarding the dark side of the vampires. It was not for the faint heart.

For once, they could ignore a normal vampire but what about your mates?

If Hoseok's theory of tasting human food with your arrival is true than isn't that an answer to your most dreaded questions.

The community will be out for your blood, literally.

A knock startles you as you rush to close the laptop, not before clearing the history.

"Yes," You reply, as the door opens with Jin who struts inside.

Accompanied by a tray of breakfast. Its smell immediately had your stomach tighten in anticipation. "Good Morning," Jin cooes at you as if you were some child of his.

"Morning," You reply, not wishing to drop his happy mood. Which is opposite of yours, totally.

For a split second, you could sense his gaze rake over your body. Zeroing right at your exposed legs, but he is quick to look up and smile. "I brought breakfast for you, I hope you enjoy it."

You hum, looking over the plate of tea and biscuits as he keeps it on the table. "Your Grandpa send your study materials and some clothes over. I asked him about your daily routine and he said, you like to start your day with some tea."

"Uh huh," You process his words, frowning when he mentions your Grandpa.

As Jin stands there watching you have tea, your suddenly awkward. Having someone stare at you was definitely not something you admired. And so you were bound to trip and you did.

"Ouch," You hissed, as the tea burned the tip of your tongue while you hurriedly gulped it down.

Jin panics, "Oh my god, why did you drink it so fast. It was hot, oh my god."

While 'it's because of you, you fool' rang like a mantra inside your mind.

In your haste to act as poised as you could, you didn't even register how hot the tea was. You shall reward yourself for such an ungraceful failure. Embarassment being your family by now.

"It's Nothing," You wave his concern off as beep sound come off your phone.

The name of your mother taking all of your attention from Jin who was seconds away from holding your chin and inspect the burn.

Picking up the call, you smile. "Hello Ma, how are you?"

"If you don't come back, I am storming inside your college and dragging you to this marriage." It's not your mother but father replying.

Your shoulder stiffens at the threatening tone, as anxiety drops your heart. Taking it to a drive of all the negative possibilities. "I told you, my degree is still-

Your cut off rudely by your dad, who now fumes at you with utter rage dripping down his tone, "Well, you can study after marriage too. Do you even know how good marriage proposals are hard to come by these days? I am paying so much dowry for your secure future and here your ruining all my chances. That guy is in foreign services and you have no right to say no, I have already accepted the proposal. Our reputation is on line, don't ruin this."

Your throat tightens, eyes stinging as you try hard so that your cold facade do not slip away. But it was getting difficult, how could he give you away without even asking your permission?

How can he care for you in such a cruel way?

You clear your throat, "I am not coming,"

"Then you can say goodbye to your family here." His next words made your heart stop beating for a second there, a tear slipping as you register the weight of his words.

"I will keep your last rites, so you need not come for that. It isn't like a corpse can attend its own funeral."

Unbeknownst to you, Jin's eyes had turned red the moment he heard your father's voice. Expression so dark that it would seep into the bones of its enemies, killing them with a glance. His vampire was clawing, as if asking to be released.

His mind was silent, a storm brewing and creeping up slowly and stealthily.

Snatching the phone from your hands, he speaks. "Oh well, let's see how will you do that in front of me."

Your eyes widened as you screeched in retaliation but one look from Jin and you stopped.

His hardened gaze had you stumble back in fear. Without waiting for your dad's reply, he cuts the call. While you stand there, with your breath caught in your throat. Will he drink your blood? His eyes are red, so red that it makes you remind of the colour your blood will have. You stumble back, trying to make as much as distance as you could.

But Jin was not having it, the moment you took a step back. He has launched himself at you, his vampire senses craving your touch, the smell of your blood and your body. Pulling you against his chest, as his nose finds your throat. Taking a long whiff, he hums. His mind turning hazy, ears picking up the sudden spike in your heartbeat. The way your blood rushed against your veins was heavenly.

He could only imagine how sweet you will taste.

"Jin-n", You gasped, your fingers tightening against his arms. Nails digging into him, but it was as if nothing seemed to work.

He hums, fingers brushing against your naked thigh. As you tried to flinch away, he pushes you on the table. Your silk gown hiking up, almost exposing your undies that had you burn in shame. "Let go." Your breathing is slow, your heart unable to take this intensity.

Your skin felt hot, it felt so wrong.

"Darling," Jin purrs, but as you try to close your legs. He growls, tching at your behaviour as his knees quickly press between your thighs.

And suddenly your all too aware of how close he is to your very virgin cunt. Oh no.

His fingers tap on your skin, hot breath fanning your lips. "Your mine"

And the way your heart dropped at his voice laced in possessiveness was anything but graceful. Completely unexpected and uncalled for.

When you didn't reply, he hiked you up. Your legs dangling as your clothed cunt brushed against his knees. The friction making you squirm at the foreign feeling. Jin smirked at your lost look, "I see, we have a little liar in here."

He could tell your a virgin by the way you writhe by something as simple as this.

Oh how will he enjoy unraveling you, making you beg underneath him as you went to explore a side of yours that only he would have access to.

Your lips trembled, his vampire strength having you completely at his mercy. "I am no—

You don't even get to finish before he is moving your hips, slowly. Your breath hitching as your clit twitched at the delicious feeling your unaware of. Biting your lip, you make sure to not let any more noise escape.

Jin cooes at you, "Tell me, am I?"

You don't reply, mind hazy as your attention is caught by his gaze that attracts you like a moth to a fire.

"No man can have you, except me. Except us," He grazes your lips, as your stomach tightens at his words.

Jin smiles, as the smell of your arousal makes his eyes darken at the thought of it.

Just then, the door opens as Taehyung strides in. "Hey, Y/N are you- As he takes a whiff of your arousal, his eyes flicks towards your thighs and the very obvious position you two are in. Jin backs away, giving you space as you quickly pull your dress down. Your face burning down in shame.

Not waiting for any more embarassing moment, you head straight to the bathe.

Away from their hungry eyes that eye you as if you were a possession they would never forego of.

hello, it's to know if there will be a sequel, the story is really good!!!

I know and thank you so much for appreciating the story. I can't say when there will be an update cause I am sick and I don't have any motivation to write but I hope that I will write soon. Once again, thank you ~