Taehyung's POV

We were at yet another party. Like, that's all we ever did nowadays, me and Jungkook. We went to parties and displayed our power. Of course, I was just put off as a sort of trophy wife, none of them were aware that I actually did something in Jungkook's business.

I was just a dumb, pretty, silver haired man that Jungkook had seemed to take a prolonged liking to. Not that I minded, people talked when they thought you were an idiot, but I don't think that I could stand another party.

I just wanted to spend a night with my new (official) lover. I sighed as I stared down at the third glass of wine that night, just pondering life.

A tap on my shoulder had me turning around. But I frowned when I realized that it wasn't Jungkook with the good news that we could leave.

"Hello."

"I'm sorry?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.

"Ah, sorry. Do you not know English?" I did, not that he would needed to know.

"Who are you? And what are you saying?"

"Apologies, Mr. Kim. This is Daniel. Daniel Kein. He is prominent in the U.S." a man suddenly said, standing beside us. "He does not speak Korean."

"I see. Nice to meet you, Mr. Kein. What may I help you with?"

The translator spit off what I had just said. "He says to just call him Daniel. And that you looked rather bored here."

(A/N: Italicized means English. Please note that the translator is still mediating between the two, but I'm too lazy to write stuff like, 'he translated' or 'he repeated')

"I am."

"Why?"

"Because I come to these functions almost every day and the only thing I ever do is drink wine." Daniel cracked a grin at that one. He wasn't bad looking, maybe a year or two younger than me. He had blonde hair and striking green eyes. Obviously of European heritage.

"Must be a bit boring." I shrugged.

"You could say that. But is that the only reason you walked over here, Mr. Kein?" I asked.

"Just Daniel. And why would you assume I was?"

"Because no one ever approached me without wanting something from me or Jungkook."

"Ah, you must have been around this scene long enough to understand that much."

So you are assuming that I'm dumb, then?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Not at all. Despite the rumors, I find you are quite intelligent."

"Flattery may work from where you come from, Mr. Kein, but certainly not here. Here, we just say what we want and go."

"I consider myself more of a gentleman than most."

"So you wish for something from me." I concluded. "I'm afraid I'm not for sale, Mr. Kein."

"We'll see, little princess." The translator paused and didn't repeat this, but I understood.

Daniel smirked at me, thinking I had no idea what he'd just said. I smirked right back at him. "Now, if you'll excuse me, Kook must be waiting for me. Have a pleasant evening, Mr. Kein." Then, I walked away. I found Jungkook and dragged him out of the party, even though that was one of the last things I was supposed to do.

Luckily, an excuse found it's way to my mouth when I received a phone call telling me that someone was trying to steal a new shipment. I relayed the message to Jungkook and he nodded.

I got into his car and we drove off towards the docks, where the shipment was to be received.

Men surrounded us when we got there, and we both walked over to the storage container that was half destroyed. The whole thing was empty. That was about fifty million worth of drugs. Not cheap.

Jungkook growled lowly. "Who was on duty tonight?"

"They're all dead, sir. It seems as if a small army invaded. There was nothing they could do. One of them managed to contact head quarters before they died." Jungkook nodded.

"Gather the bodies, then. We'll be taking a closer look." The men all bowed in respect and headed off to do his bidding. Jungkook and I walked around, looking at what went wrong.

"Do you have an idea?" I asked, when I saw that Jungkook was thinking.

"I do. I believe that it was an American."

"An American? But what purpose would they have invading our business?"

"You are aware that I've anchored myself into the states, correct?"

"Yes."

"Opinion on it hasn't been...the most positive. I've taken down quite a few families in the states. The more powerful ones are not happy that a foreigner has been able to pose such a threat to them."

"I see."

"Yes, he does." We both whipped around at the voice.

"Mr. Kein!?" I asked incredulously. But I wasn't all that surprised.

"Jeon Jungkook. I wish I could say it is a pleasure to meet you, but we both know that that is a lie."

"What do you want, Daniel." Jungkook growled out.

"I want that little princess, you have there. He's such a beauty, and I've heard that you've grown quite attached."

Hands suddenly grabbed me. I struggled, and Jungkook launched towards me, but men held him back, sending a painful looking punch his way.

"I would kill you, Jeon, but it'd be much more fun to keep you alive while I fuck your little toy. And perhaps send you a video of him naked and writhing underneath me in pleasure as I ruin him."

"You wouldn't dare." Jungkook growled. "I will end you."

"We'll see." Daniel chuckled. Then, something was thrown over my mouth and nose, and everything went black.