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The meeting took a professional turn, and soon everyone around the table began talking business.

Seokjin, Namjoon and Hoseok had seated themselves as well, giving in their own contributions at intervals while Yoongi and Jimin stood behind them, silently listening.

Taehyung stood at the very back, his form hidden by a host of black dressed bodyguards and other members of the gang, stiffling a yawn. That's how bored he was getting.

He knew he had no work here whatsoever. He was just an ex Korean cop who couldn't even spy on them even if he wanted to, simply because everything seemed to fly over his head. So he just stood there and scratched his thigh, occasionally playing with his cute tie to keep himself busy.

On the other hand, Jungkook was having a heated argument with Stevie.

"I told you I've got the funds to get the tender passed, so why aren't you willing to invest already?" The ravenhead scowled, banging a fist on the table.

Stevie simply shook his head.

"I know what you're saying Jeon but I can't. You want to setup a firm to help struggling artists! Are you serious? Have you perhaps forgotten that we are mafia-- the 'bad guys' remember? Not some charity organisation for god's sake!" The blue eyed blonde bit back.

"There's no such rule. Good people do bad stuff, bad people do good stuff it's pretty common. Yin Yang remember?" Jungkook reasoned.

"I don't know Mr. Jeon..." A female from beside Stevie spoke up, "I don't think it's a very profitable business to invest in, and just because it's under your name doesn't mean we have to agree."

"I agree," another man said, " we don't want to do charity for the homeless or addicts who litter the walls here... Not unless we run some other discreet business under its name. Like selling crack or something--"

"No thanks John but I'd like to keep this clean," the Korean boss butted in, a sigh leaving his lips. He raised his head and motioned Namjoon to take over the talk of persuasion, and discarded his cigar, bringing up a new one.

Taehyung heard what the talk was about that got the boss so worked up.
The Jeon mafia wanted to setup a business to help struggling artists? That was... Well that was considerate on their part, wasn't it? He was curious why he'd want that though. Weren't they supposed to be the bad guys like the American said?

In the process of thinking too much, the brunette missed two evil eyes observing him mischievously.

He only noticed when his body jolted up with a sudden sting near his chest and he yelped at the pain. He looked up to find Jimin smirking at him, having pulled the elastic straps on his torso before releasing them with a satisfying snap.

Taehyung pouted angrily, wanting to complain at him as the pain on his chest rose but stopped when he noticed the silence in the surroundings.

He shivered when he looked around and found everyone staring at him, now suddenly the focus of attention.

But what scared his guts to the core was the way the boss's eyes had landed on him, seated right across the table from where he was standing. Taehyung flinched when he noticed that the guys covering him with their tall frames had sidetracked and he was in clear line of view for the boss.

Jungkook looked surprised, certainly not expecting to see his new toy at a place like this but then cocked his head to the side and studied the nervous boy in absolute amusement.

Taehyung felt his nerves staggering as the ravenette's eyes raked down his blingy frame, and his breath hitched when he noticed a familiar smirk forming on Jungkook's face.

"Gentlemen," the boss suddenly called attention," can you excuse me for a few? I need to catch some fresh air if you may." Jungkook said, not taking his eyes off the brunette as he slowly rose to his feet.

Taehyung instantly looked down and fiddled with his fingers, trying his best to avoid the handsome devil but it seemed like luck wasn't really on his side. Not that it ever was.

"Taewon? Can you keep me some company for a while?"

Jungkook's sweet voice calling for his fake name, reached his ears and he knew he was done for the day. Or perhaps his life.

Taehyung looked up to see the boss holding the door open for him and decided he didn't really have a choice but to follow him where ever.

The door closed behind them and before he knew, Taehyung was being pulled into another cabin just around the corner, a strong grip around his wrist. He stumbled and huffed, trying to calm his frenzied nerves not having a single clue what to expect from this sudden escapade.

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Trigger warning: kinky. 🔞

He was released when they entered the darker, smaller cabin, Taehyung's spectacled eyes taking a longer time to adjust to the dim lighting. When he could finally see, he found the mob boss plopped down on a small black couch in front of him.

His red coat was off, back leaned against the soft of the couch and legs leisurely manspreading as he eyed Taehyung with a dark lustful gaze.

The brunette cowered into himself, cheeks flushing for no apparent reason.
He decided to speak to cover it up.

"W-what are we..."

"Shh." Jungkook shut him up, putting a finger against his own lips. Taehyung obeyed immediately, his hands going clammy.

The ravenette simply raised his hand and flicked a bony finger, signalling Taehyung to come closer. It was like the brunette was in a trance-- before his mind registered the order, his legs had already complied, taking him home towards a certain awaiting raven head.

"Sit." Jungkook said simply, and spread out his legs even further to make space for the brunette to slip in. Taehyung blushed a deep pink as he felt Jungkook's strong thigh under his butt when he hesitantly placed himself on his lap.

Jungkook just stared at him for a whole good minute, no touching or anything, his eyes holding nothing but wonder. Taehyung still felt uncomfortable under his gaze and shifted on his seat.

"I didn't expect to see you today," the ravenette said, placing a hand on Taehyung's thigh and rubbing it in circles. His eyes looked up and locked with Taehyung's nervous deer eyes and he smiled softly.

"I've to say I missed you."

Taehyung's face turned an impossible shade of red, his entire body feeling hot at the simple statement.

Y--you did?

He wanted to confirm, but kept his mouth shut and looked down at his hands clasped in front of him, nervousness flowing in his veins.

Jungkook chuckled and flicked his chin before reaching down and grabbing his tie. Taehyung frowned as Jungkook's fingers began loosening the cute thing around his neck, but only partially.

The brunette shot a questioning gaze at the boss but got no further explanation as Jungkook lowered the knot just enough to draw the tie over his collars and have it draped around his bare neck instead.

Once he was done, Jungkook looked up again and the softness from before was gone.

"Now you listen to me carefully kitty. I'm giving you a choice- get off and leave right through that door or sit back and enjoy whatever I'm going to do to you. I'd rather you stay but I'm not going to force you either. You have two minutes to decide."

Taehyung's entire being froze at the cold offer spat on his face. His heart began to pump faster in its cage, something foreign suddenly released through his veins and spreading into his whole body like wild fire.

What did he mean by... e-enjoy--

Taehyung felt conflicted. Ofcourse he wanted to leave, hah who the hell would want to stay with that crazy boss? Right?

But a small part of him unsurprisingly did. He felt slightly curious for some reason. He knew the boss hasn't tried something too appalling on him yet. He also knew Jungkook's offer to back out right now was intimidating, but a fair offer nonetheless. The boss wasnt lying.
Did he want to leave... Or stay?

"Time's up!" Jungkook barked exactly after two minutes, making the small boy flinch on his lap, "So you staying or...?"

Taehyung inhaled a short breath and licked his lips, nodding faintly. It was so faint that one might've missed it but the boss didn't.

Jungkook relaxed a little at his compliance, a small smile gracing his lips. His evil fingers worked up Taehyung's chest and reached for the tie again. The brunette flinched when the tie suddenly closed up, tightening around his neck.

Taehyung gasped loudly, when Jungkook pulled the knot higher on his neck, choking him slightly. Another one of his hands reached down and unbuttoned the first two buttons on Taehyung's heart printed shirt, exposing a small expanse of untouched skin underneath.

The mob boss hummed appreciatively as he ran the back of his fingers over Taehyung's sensitive skin on his collarbones.

"Kitty... " He drawled hoarsely, tightening his hold on Taehyung's neck, "so soft."

Taehyung whimpered, struggling to breathe through his paralyzing fear. His body had gone numb from it, save for the small part that lurched in the pits of his stomach, stopping him for reacting too heavily.

"Look at you," the boss tsked, tugging on the chokeholding tie to bring their faces closer, " looking all innocent like that. But I can see what others can't. I know what you are underneath that face... And the things you can do. You're totally my type." He chuckled at the last sentence.

Taehyung wasn't really in the position to process the boss's words. His throat was closing up from being choked too tightly and within seconds he was full on gasping for air.

Jungkook watched him struggle to breathe, two scrawny hands coming up to try and tug his own away from his throat. He let him struggle for a few before releasing the knot, but only slightly, enough for him to breathe again.

Taehyung closed his eyes and breathed sharply, greedily taking in all the air that had left his lungs. But unfortunately, he was a little too busy to notice a small smirk playing on Jungkook's face.

It took a moment before Taehyung felt something wet on his chest, looking down with wide eyes to find a mouth enclosed around his covered nipple.

"O-oh!" He inhaled, as streaks of pleasure travelled through his chest from the warm contact on his clothed bud. He squeaked when he felt Jungkook suck on it, his stomach exploding in crazy butterflies.

Jungkook regained his hold on the forgotten tie and began tugging on it again, but this time Taehyung didn't seem to pay as much heed as his attention was focused elsewhere.

The brunette's head tipped back as another breathy moan escaped his lips, his buds all erect and throbbing from being sucked so good, the cloth only adding to the delicious friction.

Jungkook continued his sweet torture on Taehyung's little pap, occasionally prodding his tongue over and below it. Taehyung was pushed in some sort of ecstasy, the pleasure already too much for him. For the second time Taehyung realized that not only his ass but his nipples were also sensitive as fuck.

Taehyung didn't realize the tie had begun choking him again, or maybe he did but oddly didn't feel as suffocated as earlier. Rather now, the strong hold only added to this tingling feeling coursing through his body.

"F--fu-uhh" he left the half curse hang in the air as Jungkook's teeth pulled at his abused peg, fingers already playing with the other-- leisurely pulling and twisting it around.

"Jungkoo---Ah-ah," Taehyung felt his dick twitch and harden behind his pants, as one his hands found the ravenette's hair and tugged on it.

Jungkook hummed appreciatively and changed his sides, moving to the right nipple and continuing his assault on it. He smirked when he left Taehyung's hand slip at the back of his head and pull him closer to his chest, practically digging his face into it.

Taehyung throbbed and Jerked on his seat, his spectacles falling down over his nose as he felt a familiar heat build up in his core. He was going to finish.

Well that's what he thought atleast, until a knock on the door interrupted their steamy session.

Jungkook withdrew from Taehyung's chest with an annoyed expression, his pink mouth and chin wet with drool.

"Who's it?" He snapped at the door, as Taehyung still tried to come down from his dazed state.

"I'm sorry to disturb you sir but Stevie and his men are leaving without signing the deal. It would be better if you could get in a last word of persuasion." The bodyguard spoke from the other side of the door.

Jungkook sighed in pure annoyance and glanced back at Taehyung's fucked out form.

"I'm sorry kitty but we will have to continue this later." He said lifting Taehyung from his lap and placing him on the couch. He rose to his feet and put on the coat again, ushering to leave before he stopped.

Jungkook quickly turned and bent down, placing a small peck on Taehyung's parted lips before turning back around and leaving the room in a hurry.

Taehyung watched after him, his mouth fallen open.

What the fudge just happened???

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(P/s: Some parts and dialogues of this chapter have been changed after the author educated herself on the real meaning of consent.)

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