Jin's POV

I awoke after a long and nice nap. The first thing I noticed was that my stomach was growling. Which meant that I was hungry. Obviously.

I got out of the bed and was going to head downstairs to find a kitchen when my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I turned and picked it up. The first thing I noticed was that it was two in the morning.

The second thing I noticed was that my 'secretary' was calling. "Hello."

"Twenty four hours. Location and other details sent. Miss Woo Raejae."

I hung up and sighed. I turned to my still packed bag of clothes and took out a black turtle neck and black pants. I pulled them on along with some shoes and grabbed some knives and a gun.

I checked my phone as information started to come in. I made a call. On my phone, I only had four contacts. My father. My secretary. My assistance hotline. And Namjoon. Half of them were mere computer programs made by me.

I didn't delete my father's contact because I wanted him to call me so that I could laugh in his face when he did. Or in his ear.

"RJ, bike." I demanded, hanging up seconds later. I walked out of my room and down the stairs, looking down at my sleeves as I fixed them. I walked in the direction of the doors.

"And where do you think you're going?" I turned to find Namjoon sitting on a couch in the room I was in.

"I have a job." I said simply. "So I'll be going."

"And how do you plan on getting there?" He crossed his arms.

"I have my ways." I turned and opened the door. A hand slammed onto it and shut it in my face. I turned to find Namjoon standing right in front of me. My back was now to the door and he was leaning down so that my face was level with his.

"Who is it?"

"Some rich bitch." I said. I refused to break eye contact.

"You know, I never said that you could continue to take jobs. After all, the last one you did compromised a deal I needed to make."

"Well, I don't care. If someone hires me, I do the job."

"Have you ever refused a job?"

"No, I don't need to. Koya does it for me."

"Koya?" As if on cue, my phone rang. Not looking away from Namjoon, I answered. I also hit the speaker button.

"Where the fuck are you? You should be there by now?"

"Where did you learn such foul language?"

"You created me." She shot back. Sometimes we had these conversations. They were reminders to get my ass going. RJ and I had them to, although he rarely talked.

"Fair enough. But I have twenty four hours. And I'm otherwise occupied right now."

"Is it that guy cornering you right now? Just kick him where it hurts and go." Namjoon smirked, his eyebrows raised.

"And how would you know anything?" He asked Koya.

"I can literally see you, dude. You have cameras everywhere in the house. And don't you dare deny that you watched Lily change earlier." This time, his face displayed shock. My eyebrows rose.

"Oh, so that's how it is. I may just do what you asked, Koya."

"Well hurry the fuck up. This chick might go home with a random dude soon." Koya hung up and I put my phone away. I turned and opened the door.

"We're talking about this later." I said, sending Namjoon a glare before walking out.

"Took you long enough." RJ said through my bike, which was waiting for me.

"Oh fuck off." I bit back. I swung my leg onto the bike and took off.

I came back about three hours later. I flung open the door and marched inside. "Kim fucking Namjoon!" I yelled out.

"Oh shit. I think I just pissed myself." I heard Taehyung say from across the room. Namjoon sauntered down the steps, his eyebrows raised.

"Yes, princess?"

"What the fuck is this?" I threw a few pictures into his face. Quite literally into his face. They fell to the ground slowly.

He looked down, and then his face paled slightly. "What kind of fucking pervert are you!?" I yelled. I walked right up to him and kicked the photos out, so they spread out on the ground. "You're the most powerful mafia leader in the country, so stop acting like a fucking peeping Tom!" I heard Jungkook burst out laughing. I turned to find him looking at the pictures. I turned back to Namjoon before glaring and walking away.

I took out my phone. "Koya, disable all of the cameras in my room. I'm going to take a shower. In private." I said, loud enough for Namjoon to hear.

When I reached my room, I slammed the door shut. Then I fell to the ground, holding my face. A mad blush was creeping up. I'd been able to maintain a stoic face until now, but I was just an embarrassed mess and had left before my facade fell away.

"Shit." I muttered. I really did take a shower though, seeing as I was covered in some chicks blood. When I was finished, I changed into something comfortable.

I found myself in the kitchen about twenty minutes later, cooking an omelet. When it was done, I sat at the island and began to eat.

Hoseok came in a few moments later and snickered when he saw me. "I heard you put on a little show for the kids earlier." He said, getting a glass of water and then standing on the other side of the counter.

"Maybe I did."

"Man, I wish I could have seen it. How did you find out?"

"Koya."

"Koya?"

"My secretary. Koya."

"You have a secretary?"

"That's what I call her. She's really just a creation of mine to make my life easier."

"You did what!?" I turned to find Taehyung behind me. Next thing I knew, I was being dragged out of my chair and down the hall.

"Taehyung?" I was now in a room filed with computers and other technology.

"Show me!" Taehyung looked at me expectantly. I sighed. I sat at one of the chairs and hooked up my phone to the database. I typed a few things before turning.

"I hope you know that you've just given me access to literally everything that's computerized about your gang."

"Oh." Taehyung froze. Panic filled his eyes.

"It's fine. Relax. I don't spill other people's business unless I have to." I turned back to the computer. "Koya, you good?"

"Hell yeah I am." Taehyung jumped to my side.

"Oh my God! You are an AI?"

"Yes. Koya, this is Taehyung."

"Nice to meet you. You're cute."

"Thanks." He smiled, a blush forming on his cheeks. He turned to me. "Can I like, work with her?"

"Knock yourself out. Koya, be friendly." I warned.

The computer flickered and a middle finger her displayed suddenly. "Yeah yeah, fuck you too." I muttered, turning and leaving the room.