Setting up a time and place to meet wasn't difficult since this reunion was much awaited by both sides. Not too long after a phone call, Jungkook was driving one of the vehicles to a hotel in Brooklyn. The area was rich and from what he's heard about Kim Seokjin, his middle name should be luxury. His family owned a line of hotels and casinos across the country, along with funding bigger companies since the man had a taste for fashion and even interior design.

Regardless of his opulent appearance, his hands were covered in blood and he was an important figure in the underworld, meaning he wasn't afraid to do his own dirty work. Not only did he have ties to the mafias but he ran illegal trades as well, seeing as the hotels and casinos he owned were perfect to use for business that was off the books. Seokjin was beautiful, eccentric, and one of the cruelest people you'll ever meet.

To prove that point, he once killed a fashion designer for saying that his friend, Kang Runa, wasn't thin enough to be a model since it was something Seokjin had mentioned time and time again. Sticking a fork in his eye, he pulled it out of its socket and then yelled and stabbed him with a steak knife until his expensively tailored suit was permanently ruined by blood and she sat across the dining table with her mouth agape in astonishment by the outburst.

Kim Seokjin took loyalty very seriously, and much like others had, the first time he met Runa, he had fallen in love with her. Only it wasn't romantic. He loved her confidence, her style, and the way she smiled. He loves that she allowed him to be himself and never judged him for it since he was self aware and knew he tended to overreact.

Gratefully, all this time, he had been in Paris, unknowing of what was going on until word finally got out and just in time, the event he had attended was over and he could finally come home after his long vacation away. Immediately, as soon as his plane landed, he demanded to see her and talk about what was happening.

He'd heard about the new Yakuza leader and the newfound Min brother. It was shocking and Runa certainly got an earful of his dramatics about that. They were fairly close, but since he'd been too busy these past few months in Paris, there was a lot he had to learn, and once his assistant told him everything, he needed a nap to calm down from what was sprung onto him.

When the time came, Jungkook and Runa had walked into the extravagant hotel and were greeted by Seokjin's female assistant who led them to the elevator and up to his room. Passing a few stationed guards, she opens the double doors and the sight of his good friend makes the man jump from his seat with a delighted smile.

"Runa! It's so good to see you after all this time", he dramatically groans in agony as he hugs her with a warm smile on his plump lips, subtly glaring over her shoulder at the unfamiliar bodyguard who stood by and watched with an unreadable expression.

On the way, Runa had explained to him that Seokjin had a bright personality, as well as being a little crazy at times. So Jungkook expected this behavior from the male, and he could see that he was genuine based on the look he gave him as he held her shoulders and examined her face with concerned scrutiny.

"You look tired, my dear. You need to get your beauty sleep", he clicks his tongue, shaking his head at her but she groans.

"Are you trying to say I'm ugly?", she retorts with a frown and then grins when he holds an offended hand to his chest.

"Never, my dear. But the lack of sleep is starting to show. I'm just worried for you", his lips form a pout and she impatiently waits until he takes in her appearance after not seeing her for so long and puts his hands on his hips with disapproval.

"What is it now", she rolls her eyes, taking a glance at her bodyguard who watches intently at their interaction, analyzing the two of them.

"You've gotten thin since I've been away. This is just unacceptable Kang Runa", he waves his hands and plops down at his desk.

"Do I need to force-feed you? Why aren't you taking care of her?", he directs towards Jungkook who stands behind Runa as she sits down in one of the expensive leather chairs.

"You know she's stubborn", he replies simply, ignoring the man's scrutinizing gaze as he clicks his tongue again.

"Unacceptable", he waves him off, "You need to eat more, my dear", he points an accusing finger in her direction and she smiles.

"Oh, how I've missed you Kim Seokjin", she sighs happily, and the man nods with a smug expression.

"As you should. Now, I think I've scolded you enough for the day. Tell me, who the fuck is this?", he raises a brow at the man behind her who simply blinks, and Runa reaches behind to grab his hand and put it on her shoulder.

"This is my bodyguard, Jeon Jungkook", she responds with pride on her face, her cheeks feeling warm when he lightly squeezes her.

Seokjin's mouth falls open once he realizes who the man is, "You're...oh god. You're him aren't you? The one and only-"

"Yes yes, get over it already", Runa answers with a grin, "And he's mine."

A pat on his hand made Jungkook feel tingly, and although he wasn't one for PDA, he couldn't help himself. He rested both of his hands on her shoulders just for the sake of touching her, and he thought Seokjin's face contorted in surprise was the funniest thing he'd seen in a while.

"Deadass? Y'all are together? Romantically?", he sputters, in shock that he'd missed so much in this amount of time and surprised she decided to settle down with someone, especially a notorious ex-hitman.

"Of course, what else", she responds with a careless shrug, and Seokjin takes a moment to process this information before clapping his hands with approval.

"This is too cute. I'm so happy for you, Runa. Finally you found someone, I never thought I'd see the day", he wipes his forehead as if he was sweating and she feels better now that he's back in town after so long.

"Don't be so dramatic, it was bound to happen sooner or later. You've missed a lot while you were gone. It begs the question as to why you weren't told sooner about what's been happening."

The discussion turns serious and Seokjin's lighthearted demeanor sours as he rolls his eyes, "They made excuses saying they found no way of contacting me. Then I found out they were spies, so I killed them."

That earns a scoff, "Jesus, and to think that people took loyalty seriously."

"They will always rebel against higher powers for money, it's human nature", the handsome man says with a shrug, not too fazed by it since he had trusted allies by his side.

"You know about my brother then?", she asks, and with a nod, she breathes out, relieved she didn't have to dig up that story and repeat it.

"I know about everything, Runa. I'm sorry", he didn't give her a look of pity which she greatly appreciated, but instead, she shrugged it off as if it was nothing.

"It is what it is. Yoongi is dead and now we just need to get his brother."

"Taemin", his face morphs with disgust, "What a fucking clown. To think he could get away with doing this and have the audacity to ask for your partnership? It makes me sick."

His negative attitude then turns as his mood shifts and he smirks with a knowing look on his face, "But he'll get what's coming to him. I'm back in town and I'm going to help you fix this mess. He burned down my favorite fucking restaurant and that is monstrous behavior", he says with his plump lips downturned.

"Not to mention the shit he's put you through. You know I'd do anything for you. Whatever you need, you will have it, my dear."

"Thank you, Seokjin. I'm happy you're back. My brother suggested that I speak with you about this. Yoongi was useful in the end, he gave us some information and it's checked out. We just need your help."

He beams with eagerness while resting his cheeks in his hands, "I'm listening."

"Taemin doesn't know that you're a friend of mine, and I'm sure he knows of your reputation now that he's the head of the Min family along with the Yakuza. We're in the middle of a war and he's willing to get leverage on me. That's where you come in. Present yourself as an ally, and gain his trust."

"How do you suggest I do that?", he asks while moving to fold his hands on the desk, excited to get back to business now that he's here.

Her amusement shines through above any and all else, "By doing what you do best. Throwing the grandest parties anyone's ever seen."

"Any particular place in mind?", he picks up what she's putting down, contemplating his next moves and how to trap someone who he's never had to deal with before.

"The Bathhouse just down the block. You own it after all", she says without missing a beat.

"That I do", he hums at the thought, thinking about it for a moment before nodding his head, "I'll set that up as soon as possible. But I have a request."

"Of course. What will it be?"

He takes something out of the desk, and she leans forward to see a blood oath medallion, something commonly used in the underworld to represent an alliance between two powers. It wasn't used often, mostly it was used in trades, such as favors exchanged.

"I want this as a symbol of our partnership. The bond we have is special to me, and I've been thinking about this for a while. I trust you more than anyone else, I've been in your life for so many years, and I'd like to think that you feel as I do. You and your brother are the future of this business. You two are making history, joining forces, taking out the ones who stand in your way. You will win, Runa. We will win."

He hisses as he pricked his thumb, stamping his blood onto one side of the medallion, and she approaches his desk to do the same.

"We will win. Always."

She repeats his actions, only not feeling much since she's suffered worse. One thing to know about Seokjin? As fierce as he was, he couldn't take a hit without bawling his eyes out. Good thing he didn't have to. He was well protected and no one could have the privilege of even breathing the same air as him unless he allowed.

"I'm glad you're back, Kim", she goes to stand beside Jungkook, turning to her old friend once he locked away the medallion and turned back around, seemingly disappointed.

"Leaving so soon, my dear?"

Her smile is enough to show the intention, "Sorry to cut things short, but we best be on our way. When this is over, we'll catch up. But for now, we have work to do."

"Promise?", he says with a grin, wanting to hear that response she's always given anyone who asked that question.

God, it felt so good to have him back again. No one could replace such an iconic man, a sassy one at that, but she enjoyed his eccentric personality and drama. Not only because he was trustworthy at his core underneath all that playfulness, but because she knew that this party would be one to remember.

"You know I don't make promises. I follow through with my word no matter what. I don't need anything else to ensure that, especially not something as unreliable as a promise."

"I know, my dear. I just wanted to hear you say that. I'll see you soon, then. How does Saturday sound for the party?"

A knowing glance is shared between the couple, and after a moment, she turns to her friend and responds, "Perfect."

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The weekend came quickly as expected. The men were in place, the plan was set, and they all wished for things to turn out as they hoped. Without a hitch, Taemin was on the guest list to arrive at the party, and now they had an hour before it officially started. As Runa picked out a purple bikini, she asked her bodyguard to help tie the back and couldn't help but wear a smug grin on her glossed lips when she saw the glances he took at her body.

"You wanna touch?", she muses, hoping he'd give in and rip off this bathing suit while they had some time to waste, but once the laces of the top are squeezed tighter, she rolls her eyes upon realizing he didn't plan on undoing the knots he had already made.

"Now isn't the time", he replies, doing his best to struggle against the thoughts he was having as he then watched her sit down on the bed.

Her plush thighs looked so soft, he wanted to touch them but he refrained from doing so. She's been through a lot and she needs some time before things between them progress. She needs to be in the proper headspace, and that's why he always ignored her advances. It unknowingly offended her, and he just thought she was upset at him for not wanting to touch her because she asked. She always wanted to get her way.

"We've got an hour and I'm practically ready. Please? Just a squeeze?", she tries to convince, looking up at him with doe eyes to tempt him and win him over.

His resolve was strong, he wasn't comfortable going that far and he knew that she was testing him. She likes to say and do things to get a reaction out of him because he rarely shows how he is feeling. He was good at hiding his emotions, and she didn't like the heaviness weighing on her chest when he walked over to the window so he could instead enjoy the forest view.

"Do you not...are you not attracted to me or something?", she questions with a frown, wondering why he wouldn't just touch her when she asked.

He whips his head around in an instant, "Do you know how stupid that question is?"

"It's not my fault you won't be transparent with me", she shrugs.

"I've already told you I don't want to touch you right now", he shortly replies.

"But why not? You said you love me, and you should want to touch me. You had no problem doing that a few days ago", she stubbornly folds her arms across her chest, accentuating how plush her chest was and he ignores the urge to look down.

"Runa", he walks over to her and sits on the bed, almost touching her, "I don't want to go too far with you. I don't want to rush things or make you uncomfortable. That's the last thing I'd ever want", he explains calmly, hoping she'd understand that he, of course, wants her, but timing is everything.

"You need to focus on tonight, not anything else. I don't want to distract you from what's important", he adds on, but she sighs.

"I am focused, but...I just...never mind", her tone turns bitter and she rushes to get up, but he grabs her arm and pulls her down easily due to his strength, so she plops on the bed again, ignoring the slight bounce of her chest that looked even more appealing in the bikini.

In truth, he did want her. He wanted to put her on the bed and kiss all over her smooth skin, just to pass the time and see how red she'd get. But he wasn't sure if he should, he'd never wanted someone like this before, and at times, he found himself debating on whether or not to speak up. There was something on her mind, and he wanted to hear what she had to say, even if she looked pissed off.

"What is it?", he keeps his hand around her arm and she glares at him, feeling unbelievably flustered by how close he was.

"Nothing, just let me go", she tried to tug away but his grip was too strong, but still not hard enough to bruise.

"Not until you speak up", he grabs her chin and forces her to look at him, and her body starts to burn as hot as her face, "What do you want?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Tell me", he demands, and with a roll of her eyes, she finally answers him after being so difficult.

"I just wanted to have a moment with you. I'm sick to my stomach thinking about seeing him again and I know that kissing you makes me feel better. That's all I wanted", she replies, pulling away from the grip he had on her face and looking away so she didn't feel his burning gaze.

"Do you want me to touch you that badly?", his voice softens, and she instantly looks at him without hesitation, a little surprised he asked that, and looked like maybe he wouldn't be so opposed to it as he was moments ago.

"Huh?", she mumbles, not sure if she heard him correctly and confused at his change of behavior.

"You have a good point, and the door is locked. So do you want me to touch you?"

The way he said that made her feel so warm inside, and she slowly nodded her head, anticipating what he was going to do next.

"Are you sure about this?", he asks, his gloved hand brushing the side of her arm and just the slightest touch made her feel lightheaded.

"Please", she responds softly, getting excited when he stands from the bed and now towers over her, taking his gloves off and tossing them on the side of the bed along with his coat.

"Lay down."

Her back collides with the bedspread and she nibbles her bottom lip when he crawls on top of her, so close that his nose touches hers and his body heat invades her own, making her thighs burn with the way he was looking at her.

Taking a moment to admire her beneath him, he dips down to kiss her chest, his lips roaming down to her stomach where he plants sloppy wet kisses across the skin that makes her heart pound faster in her chest, especially when he sits on his knees and pulls her closer by her hips.

The thin material of her bikini top and bottoms did nothing to hide how much she wanted him, so it made him feel good to see her nipples were hard and there was a damp spot between her legs.

"Jungkook...", she whispers his name breathlessly, feeling heated by how intently he looked at her and rubbed his fingertips along her inner thighs.

With a hum, he leans down and starts sucking and nibbling on her hipbones, achingly close to where she throbbed and yet like the tease he was, she knew not to expect him to go that far.

She can't even think anymore and quietly moans when his lips trail up her stomach and he slightly pulls down the top, a gasp of surprise leaving her when his mouth attaches to her breast and sucks on it.

"Oh my god", she mumbles, her head tossing back against the bed as she can feel the heat vibrating between her legs and pleasure coursing through her veins when she sees how he closes his eyes with his brows knitted in concentration.

He doesn't say much but enjoys how her body twitches, how her hips occasionally lift against his in search of some relief. It's pleasing enough to see that look on her face, the bright red hues glowing on her cheeks as he delighted in the plump flesh he tastes.

His lips move to the other, tugging down that part as well, his left hand now massaging her slicked-up nipple while his tongue plays and circles the other that was unattended until now. Never in his life could he imagine being in this position, and yet here he was.

He wanted this so bad, just to taste her and feel her body, and now that they were close enough to feel this intimate, it felt like another realm unknown to him. She did things to him that made him fall so much deeper in love. Like how she kept trying to snake her hand between their bodies and touch him, which he'd always grab and pin her wrists above her head with one hand so the other continued playing with her breast.

"Uh uh, don't do that", he breaks away for a moment just to scold, looking at her in the eyes as his mouth attaches to her breast once again, annoyance in her eyes.

"Why not? It's not fair that I can't touch you. I want to", she replies in a whisper, too consumed by what he was doing to her to have enough strength to speak louder.

Her mind was in a daze and her body felt rushed with an electrifying sensation that only continues to build when he moved down to kiss her thighs, biting gently and leaving small marks behind once sucking on the skin.

"Not yet", he mumbled, his mouth dangerously close to where she wanted and she tried to stop him because she couldn't take it anymore.

"I can't take the teasing. It's killing me", she breathlessly responds, and he looks at her, still planting kisses on her thighs and enjoying the view from this angle.

Her hair was spread on the sheets, her face was like a cherry and her glossed lips were swollen and red from how much she's been biting them. Not to mention the fact that her top was pulled down and revealed her breasts, both slicked up from his mouth and waiting to be abused again by his tongue.

"That's unfortunate", he continues sucking on her skin, humming at the taste and he breathes out when he moves to her stomach to do the same.

"Maybe we should stop", she suggests, sitting up and fixing her bikini so she was now covered and he leaned back to look at her.

"I thought you could handle it. But I guess you can't", he says with a hint of a smile, placing a heavy kiss on her parted lips before getting off the bed to put on his coat and gloves as if nothing happened, even when there was an obvious bulge in his pants that made her mouth go dry.

She didn't even sass back, too occupied staring at what was below to see the taunting look on his face as he watched her shamelessly thirst over him, also seeing how her thighs started rubbing together which she also didn't notice because of the trance she was in.

"Don't worry, boss. I'm sure you enjoyed that, but you can't touch me."

Like a siren, his voice pulls her out of that trance, her eyes going up to meet his, her face red hot with embarrassment when he holds her cheek in his hand, "One day, you can have all of me. But not yet, Runa. I want it to be perfect."