"One dance?" Kara looked coldly at Massimo, but smiled and took his hand. The two drifted across the dance floor, encouraged by the whistles and heckling of his men.

Her eyes kept following the two dark figures in the corner of the hall, who until now had successfully concealed themselves. Her head was spinning with eagerness to drive a few of the small blades of her thigh into Massimo's chest and then her father's.

But where Hoseok was, she could only see Jimin and Namjoon. Wasn't Hoseok with them? It couldn't be just the two of them, how were they going to get away from so many people without backup?

"I want to talk to you and my father alone if you don't mind?" she decided to take matters into her own hands when Hoseok didn't want to act. Then she would make good on her husband by skinning him!

"Of course." Massimo eyed her suspiciously, but nodded to her father and led her to the door in tears from the dance floor.

With her peripheral vision, she notices Jimin and Namjoon following them with their eyes, she takes one last look around the hall before following Massimo into the room followed by Vittorio.

"I am listening to you." Massimo turned to her, his arms crossed over his chest, and Vittorio sat down on a small couch.

"I want you to let me go." Kara stated firmly and sat across from her father in one of the armchairs. Massimo looked at her in surprise, then burst out laughing.

"My dear Cara, this is impossible. Not only will I not let you go…" he moved closer and walked around her armchair. "But you will also marry me and bear me an heir, and then, who knows, I might let you live if you are an obedient girl." his hands slid up her shoulders and down between her breasts and Kara shuddered in disgust.

"You forget that I am already married, Massimo, and I have no intention of getting divorced." she jerked his hands away and smiled wryly, looking up at him.

"It doesn't matter here bella, not to me and by my laws." he turned to her father. "Get ready, Don Vittorio, the wedding will be tomorrow." Vittorio nodded and Massimo started for the door.

"But according to my laws, my wife cannot remarry." Massimo, Cara and Vittorio turned sharply towards the small terrace and the curtains parted, revealing Hoseok's tall, masculine figure.

"I'm sorry my love." he held out his hand and she smiled walking towards him. "I think you've lost something important." he took her hand and placed on her ring finger her engagement ring and wedding ring, which her attackers had removed in the accident.

"Very brave of you to come to my territory." Massimo stood next to Vittorio. The two of them glared at the couple who were sweetly kissing each other.

"Your territory?" Hoseok raised an eyebrow and looked at Vittorio, then Massimo, and finally down at Kara, who shrugged nonchalantly.

"He thinks I am in his territory my love, what do you think?" Hoseok asked and Kara pretended to think about it.

She wasn't sure exactly what Hoseok was up to, nor what he had prepared to get her out, but she doubted he left the two Italians any choice at all.

"You see, right now, you're on Korean territory, threatening a Korean citizen and his wife, and you've invaded private property armed, which gives me the right to defend myself and my family." Hoseok smirked and Kara blinked at him.

"Ah You!" she leaned up and kissed him and Hoseok coldly stared at the two men. "You have two options. One dies and the other gets away, or you both die. The choice is yours." Hoseok pulled Kara behind him, covering her in case one of them was armed and tried something.

"And who dies in the first option?" Massimo asked flatly, as if his life hadn't just been threatened. "You, of course!" Hoseok shrugged, not showing that Massimo bothered him at all or was any threat to him.

"You do realize my people are behind that door, right?" Vittorio interjected and Hoseok raised an eyebrow. "Vittorio Torelli, I presume?" he asked and Vittorio nodded curtly.

"My wife will be fine with you." Vittorio took a sharp breath of insult. "Don't be dramatic, she hates it." Hoseok smirked devilishly.

"I'm getting bored." Massimo rolled his eyes and reached to open the door. "I would not." Hoseok shook his head and Kara smiled coldly as Massimo looked at them questioningly.

So this is what Hoseok was up to, not only did he buy the building making it Korean territory and the authorities have no rights if something happened, but he probably bribed or already killed Vittorio and Massimo's men. That's why Namjoon and Jimin didn't follow them.

Her clever husband, obsessed with acquiring real estate! One day she would have nowhere to go in Seoul without being able to say "This building belongs to my husband."

"And why not?" Massimo asked, still indifferent, but Hoseok just waved that he was free to check for himself.

Massimo raised an eyebrow and opened the door, only to freeze in place, blinking against the muzzle of Seokjin's weapon. "Good evening." greeted Jin grinning and bowed mockingly.

Massimo stepped back and Seokjin stepped forward and Massimo could see most of their men on the ground tied up or had joined the Koreans, smirking in satisfaction.

Vittorio shook his head, sighing, and turned to Hoseok. " Now what?" he asked and Hoseok shrugged. "You choose one of two options." he replied and wrapped his arms around Kara's waist, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"And if we don't want to choose?" Vittorio asked looking into Kara's eyes. "Still, we haven't hurt her in any way, you can let us go, I don't care about my people."

"No way. You see, we Koreans are proud and quite vindictive." Hoseok lifted his head and held Kara against his chest. "And you kidnapped my wife."

"Also, you tried to convince me she was dead, which kind of pissed me off. But let's forget about me." Hoseok paused, taking in Kara's pale profile and thin frame.

"Apparently you tried to poison or drug Kara. I don't accept that." he gently caressed her cheek and she bit her lip.

"We haven't done anything like this!" Vittorio exclaimed, and Massimo just tilted his head, narrowing his eyes. "No one poisoned or drugged her, yet she was to bear me an heir, which means she must be alive and well for the purpose!" he snapped and Kara laughed.

"I wouldn't sleep with you even if you were the last man on earth!" she hissed and Massimo rolled his eyes. "Do you really prefer him to your own people?" he asked bitingly and Kara shrugged.

"I'm Korean by all laws, by father and by husband. So, naturally!" Kara smiled, looking gently at Hoseok.

"Besides, if it's true that you didn't put anything in my food, then I'm not Italian by climate either, because I can't stand it at all." she wrinkled her nose and Hoseok looked at her, holding her even tighter.

"They can't convince me of that, love, if it was just the climate, in ten days you'd already be used to it and feel as great as in Korea." she pursed her lips thoughtfully. "You're right." she nodded and looked coldly at Massimo and Vittorio.

"We didn't poison her!" Massimo snarled, clenching his fists aggressively. "Anyway, when you die, I'll feel great!" Kara grinned and Hoseok kissed her cheek.

"Now, your choice?" Hoseok dropped his doting husband pose and stood up to his full height, glaring viciously at the two men who were nowhere near as cocky anymore.