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This is a thankyou chapter to you all, sweet fairies 💕 I wasn't planning to work on this chapter until the evening, but wanted to do it for you guys right now!

Also, please do answer the questions I have given at the bottom of this chapter. It is to confirm some characters in this book for the upcoming chapters.

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The sleek black car rolled to a stop in front of the grandiose structure that served as Kim Seokjin's place.

It stood tall and imposing that showed his status and power. Jin stepped out of the car as he waited for Yoongi to follow suit. However, the stubborn mafia boss remained seated, his jaw clenched in pure anger.

Jin let out a soft sigh as he approached the car and opened the door.

With a cold yet calm smile, he fixed his gaze on Yoongi. "Come on now, Yoongi. We wouldn't want a repeat of what happened at your place, would we? Or do you seriously want me to drag you inside like a disobedient child?" he asked, making a subtle threat.

Yoongi's expression darkened as he got out from the car. Reluctantly, he followed Jin into the mansion, feeling a surge of resentment towards the man who had brought him here against his will.

The interior was just as impressive as the exterior, filled with luxurious furnishings and decorations, just like a beautiful castle.

Jin led the way with confidence, his smirk never leaving his lips as he glanced back at Yoongi, who trailed behind him with a scowl.

As they entered the heart of the mansion, that was, the living room, he turned to face Yoongi. "Welcome to your new home, Yoongi," he said with mock sweetness. "I do hope you'll find it to your liking."

Yoongi shot him a venomous glare, growling at him with pure anger.

The elder then settled himself onto the plush sofa, one leg crossed over the other. He then beckoned for Yoongi to join him."Come and sit here, sub."

But Yoongi's response was immediate. "No fucking way!" he shot back with frustration. "I'm not gonna be anyone's fucking sub! I'm a goddamn Dom! Don't you fucking understand?!"

Jin's smirk only widened at his outburst. "You see, Yoongi," he began, his voice now taking on more serious tone. "I knew you were meant to be a Dom but you couldn't. That's precisely why I chose you as my sub, rejecting all the other ones."

The words hung in the air, heavy with tension as Yoongi's mind raced and he struggled to understand Jin's twisted logic.

How could someone like Jin, a powerful Dom in his own right, possibly see Yoongi as anything other than his equal? There is no fucking hell that Yoongi should be seen lower than someone like him!

"You may see yourself as a Dom, Yoongi," Jin began. "But sometimes, fate has other plans for us. You were chosen as my sub for a reason."

"I don't give a damn about fate," Yoongi spat. "I make my own fucking choices, and I choose not to submit to anyone."

"Perhaps," Jin said. "But sometimes, the most unexpected paths lead to the most profound discoveries. And who would've thought, hmm?" He mused. "The great Min Yoongi, feared mafia boss, reduced to a mere sub and now he's at the mercy of his Dom."

Yoongi's nails digged into his palms as he struggled to contain his rising fury.

How dare Jin speak to him in such a condescending manner? How dare he mock Yoongi's prestigious reputation?

"Shut the fuck up!" He shouted. "You think you can just waltz in here and treat me like some goddamn toy? I'll show you who's in control!"

"Oh, I have no doubt you'll put up quite the fight," Jin's smirk widening as he leaned back, his gaze never leaving Yoongi's glaring eyes. "But remember, Yoongi, defiance only adds to-"

"I TOLD YOU I WON'T BE YOUR FUCKING SUB!"

Jin simply laughed at his troublesome kitten. "I know you won't be an easy one. But that's what makes it all the more interesting, doesn't it?"

"I'm not some plaything for you to toy with," Yoongi growled.

Jin chuckled again, unfazed by his hostility. "Of course not," he said. "But you can't deny the thrill of a little... exploration, can you, Yoongi? But you know? How do you plan to face those lowly mafias who are all flaunting their new dom status?"

Yoongi gritted his teeth as he struggled to find the words to combat Jin's taunts. "Shut the fuck up."

But Jin's smile only seemed to grow more and more. "Ah, but it must be quite the blow to your ego, right?" he continued, his tone almost sympathetic.

"I said shut up, you fucker!" Yoongi barked with fury.

Jin simply shrugged, his expression unapologetic. "But it's a harsh reality though." he said casually, as if discussing the weather. "But don't worry. I'll make sure you adjust to your new role... one way or another."

"You think this is funny, you bastard?" Yoongi asked. "You have no idea who you're dealing with."

"Oh, I think I have a pretty good idea," Jin replied.

"You are the mafia king who orders anyone around, kills anyone who comes in his way, has more than hundreds of illegal businesses with illegal men roaming wherever you want them to. Trust me, I know all the places you have businesses with. But now, you are not more than a mere sub who lies beneath his Dom to get his ass fucked relentlessly without mercy. Aren't I right?"

"Watch your mouth, asshole," Yoongi growled, his voice low and dangerous. "I won't hesitate to-"

Before he could finish his threat, Jin interrupted with a dominant voice. "Save your threats for someone who cares, Yoongi," he said. "You're in my domain now, and here, I make the rules."

With that cryptic remark hanging in the air, he turned his attention elsewhere.

"But, tell me one thing," he began with curiousity. "How did you manage to even miss the exam? Everyone knows that the ones who fail to attend will result in automatic designation as a sub."

Yoongi bristled at the question. "That's none of your damn business," he snapped.

Jin's eyebrow arched. "Touchy, aren't we?" he said, his tone teasing. "But I suppose your past as a top mafia doesn't leave much room for following rules, does it?"

"I won't fucking submit to you," Yoongi spat. "And I certainly don't need to justify myself to a glorified babysitter like you."

"Suit yourself," Jin replied casually. "But remember, Yoongi, in this world, even the mightiest fall."

Yoongi's eyes looked like they could burn anyone right now. How dare Seokjin mess with him? He should pay for it!

"Go to your room," Jin ordered, his voice now cold. "The butler will show you the way. You can keep your phone to yourself. But you won't be keeping your men because they are mine no-"

But Yoongi cut him off before he could finish. "And who the fuck are you to give me permission to keep my things?"

Jin's gaze hardened, but he remained composed. "Consider it a courtesy," he replied icily, his tone sharp with warning. "You may be under my roof now, but make no mistake, I am in charge here. I can do anything I want."

With a final, steely glare, Jin turned away, leaving Yoongi be with frustration and anger.

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The mafia stormed up the stairs, his footsteps echoing with his rage. He followed the butler to the room with frustration.

As he entered the room, he threw himself onto the bed as the butler left. Sitting with one leg crossed over the other, he glared at the door. Anyone who dared to enter would face the full force of his fury.

His ears alerted his senses as he heard heavy footsteps approaching his room. With a scowl on his face, he got ready to confront whoever dared to interrupt his seclusion.

The door swung open forcefully, revealing the Kim Seokjin, his smirk sending irritation through Yoongi's veins.

The mafia watched in disbelief as his belongings were callously thrown into the room which included his clothes and laptop from his mansion but his guns and weapons weren't there.

Seokjin's smug face only fuelid his rage. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Yoongi spat as he eyed his scattered possessions.

The elder's smirk widened. "Consider yourself lucky that I bothered to return your things, but you won't be having your weapons with you because who knows what you will do at any inst-"

"Who the fuck do you think you are, Kim Seokjin?!" Yoongi cut him off, his voice trembling with fury.

With a dismissive wave of his hand, Seokjin laid down the terms of his confinement. "Well, obviously, I am the dom here. Also, you'll stay locked in this room until this evening," he stated, his words like a slap in the face to Yoongi's pride.

"And don't even think about trying anything foolish. The butler will bring your meals, and that's the extent of your freedom."

As he turned to leave, locking the door behind him, Yoongi was left with rage, his fists clenched.

Trapped in his own room, his mind raced with thoughts of revenge, his anger burning brighter with every passing moment

Ofcourse, Kim Seokjin is going to pay for all of this.

"He should fucking pay."

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