Lalisa's POV
•Few Days after training•
-Faceoff day-

"Don't go easy on me, I want to have a fair chance. I don't want it to be easy." I say. He smiles, "Wasn't planning on it baby girl." Taemin teases. "Baby girl?" I ask, and with that he ducks down, spinning and sweeping my legs to the side, I quickly turn with my fall transferring it to a backflip. Basically, everyone is in the room, waiting their turn to face me.

"Oh shit." I hear someone. Taemin stands up when I'm standing upright again. "That a girl." He smiles, I roll my eyes. "Don't talk to me like I'm your pet," I say. He ducks over to me and I turn away from him. He grabs a hold of my shoulder since he's much stronger than me he's able to throw me down. Before I can get up he sits on top me, "Remember, three-second pin." He says. CL starts the count. "1! 2!" Not today. I pull one of my legs from underneath him and wrap it around his torso throwing him off me.

"Oh damn!" I hear another person say. I act quick, I wrap my legs around his thighs, pulling his left arm underneath his body and towards me. "Ah!" He yells, he knows I've won. "1! 2! 3!" CL cheers. I let him go and he's out of breath. "Ah, Fuck. You're fast." I smile. We both get off the floor. "You had me a bit worried there." I smile nervously. He laughs, "Nah, just don't get distracted like you did in the beginning, but that was great." He says.

I smile. "CL, You're up," Taemin announces, he then looks at me. "Take a breath Baby girl, you're going to need it." He smiles. I literally take a big breath and shake my arms and legs. "Hi little sister, it's a pleasure." I bow to her. "Go!" Taemin announces. CL looks at me with a smile, I remember what Taemin had said, don't get distracted.

She surprised me when she goes into several flips and her legs wrap around my waist. She pulls me forward and I stand my ground trying to lift her. I cross my leg over her body and her body twists and her face is down on the mat. "Oh!" I hear everyone as I reverse her attack. I hook my leg under her and I push down on her back.

I look at Taemin, "1! 2!-" she tries to push up but I put all my weight into the pin. "3!" Taemin exclaims. I quickly get off of her and help her up. She grabs my hand and stands up, when she's standing, she yanks my arm and pulls me into a hug. "Good job little sister." She says making me smile. "Don't tire out too quickly." She whispers. I nod. "I won't," I say.

She steps off the mat, it's quite crazy how I faced everyone and beat everyone. I honestly didn't think that I'd beat everyone. Of course, with breaks in the middle because I can't just face everyone all at once. As the line slowly got shorter and shorter I realize that my time with Namjoon was coming sooner than I thought.

At this moment I sit in my chair, drinking water. Namjoon is next. Kunpimook Bhuwakul comes and sits next to me, I mean.. BamBam. "You did really good today." He says. I smile, "Thanks, I'm a little nervous about facing Namjoon though." I confess. "Ah, don't even sweat it. You'll be fine." He smiles.

"Hey, so. I was wondering.. do you like s'mores?" He asks. I laugh. "Ah, hell yeah I like s'mores," I say. "Why?" I ask, he shrugs and looks away from me. "Nothing." He whispers. I raise an eyebrow, I'm about to ask him something when CL walks up to me. "Time to finish it all." She says with a smile, I turn to BamBam. "Bye," I say. He smiles and throws me a peace sign.

He ends up following us, everyone is sitting near the mat. There's Namjoon, he hadn't been here all day. So he hasn't seen how good I've been. He doesn't have a damn shirt on, ugh!! I walk onto the mat. "Shake her hand, Namjoon." Taemin orders. Namjoon rolls his eyes and extends an arm, I grab his hand and quickly let go of it.

"May the best win," Gummy says, and I see that dimple appears on Namjoon's cheek. "1! 2!-" I take a deep breath. "3!" CL announces and his eyes stare at me. He walks forward, I don't even have a second to react. In the blink of an eye, he flips me over by my arm and I fall on my back, knocking the air out of me. He stares down at me, his hands on his hips, "You think you can beat me?" He asks.

I bite my lip and throw my legs to the side, trying the tactic Taemin did in the beginning. Namjoon simply trots over my legs. I quickly stand up. He unexpectedly pushes me back down. "Namjoon, stop being a jerk," CL tells him. Namjoon doesn't answer, he just smiles that stupid mischievous one. This goes on for a while, I'd get up and he'd push me back down.

I've become exhausted, wrestling all day has finally caught up to me. I sit for a while on the floor staring up at him, he squats down. "Can I pin you now? It's past dinner and I'm kind of tired of pushing you around." I stare at him as I slowly lay down. "What are you doing!?" Taemin asks. Namjoon crawls over me, he sets a hand on my stomach. He smiles, "It's okay to lose Lalisa, especially to me."

I use the last of my strength. I use the palm of my hand to push his hand off my stomach in the opposite direction. I use my other hand to pull his hand that he's using to hold himself up.  His arms going over his chest in a cris-cross pattern, I roll out from under him before he can fall on me, I pull his arm with me so that he can't roll out of it, I sit on top of him and grab his other wrist, tightening the arm positions.

I look at Taemin, "1! 2!-" Namjoon yanks his wrists out from my hands. "3!" I jump up and cheer, everyone claps. "Namjoon has been defeated!" Taemin yells. Namjoon slowly gets up, "Whatever." He spits, before stretching his arms as he walks out of the room. Several people hug me and I can't help but cheer.

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Gummy's POV

I follow him out of the room, "You went easy on her, didn't you?" I ask. He turns and looks at me, "Everyone did. All the guys, why do you think she won so many times?" I stare at him, "Don't look at me like that." He tells me. "You didn't follow Taemin's rules." I cross my arms over my chest.

"It's for her own good, baby girl, do you think she could really take on all those guys who weigh more than her?" I don't say anything. "Look on the bright side." He grabs my wrists and pulls me against him, his naked chest is tempting. "She feels great about herself, I think she deserves that." He has a point.

"And you know for a fact the boys didn't mind having her climb all over them. It's the most female contact they've had like that in years." He links my arms around his neck, he runs his hands down my sides. "I'm surprised you're being nice to her," I tell him. He smiles, ugh, that dimple. "I'm not being nice." I nod, "Yes you are." He says. His hands unexpectedly grab my ass.

I gasp, "Just letting her have some fun before we get down to business." He says, but I know deep down he cares about her. Geeze, finally.

**
Authors POV

"Yes, please let me know when you've located her. She may have the answer to finding Lee." Chuan says. He's wearing a powder blue top hat with a matching suit. "Look, all we have to do is trace the plates on the car that they drove off in." A young man suggests. "Do you think that man that took her, is stupid? They're definitely not in Thailand." Chuan says he pulls out a small case full of cigars, one of his men lights the cigar for him.

"The man that took her, is obviously a professional." He says after he had inhaled and let the smoke out from his lips. "Where would he take her?" He asks his men. "LAOS?" one of his men answers him. They were having a meeting, for days they had searched the streets of Thailand for Lee Manoban and his daughter. "Cambodia?","Malaysia?", "Vietnam?" All these names of countries.

Chuan Juntasa thinks for a while, taking light inhales of his cigar. "Call our connections." He says, letting the smoke out from his lips. "We need that girl, she is the answer to everything.", "Sir, do you think she knows about-" Chuan lifts his hand up. "Of course she doesn't, that's why we have to end her before she finds out."

All the men stare at their leader. "We find her, we kill her, so simple. Don't make this harder than it has to be by telling her what she is." He snaps his finger and a young woman he had kept from a previous family massacre, walks over and brings him a glass of wine.

"Would you all really want to lose your fortune? Your beautiful houses? Your families?? To explaining something that can continue to be ours, if we end her?" Chuan asks. "No sir." Everyone answers. He smiles, "Then it's settled!" He sets down his wine and sets the cigar in between his teeth. He claps.

"This is what I'm talking about boys, keeping our fortune!" He exclaims after he pulls the cigar out from his mouth. All the men cheer, many relieved that their fortune wouldn't be taken away from them. "Sir, the Malaysian Mafia leader is on the phone." One of his men announces.

"Ah! Yes, transfer him." He nods and the man runs back into the room. There's a beep and Chuan pushes a button on the phone that sat on the table. "Ahaha! Chuan Juntasa! It's always nice to speak to you." The man on the other side of the call says. "Oh, of course! Same to you!" The man on the other side clears his throat, "I've heard that you want to kill Lalisa Manoban." The man says.

"Yes," Chuan answers as he brings the cigar between his teeth. It's quiet for a while and Chuan becomes impatient. "Is there a problem with that?" Chuan asks. "Look, Chuan. Basically, everyone knows about her, okay. You can't just exterminate someone like that, you really have to think hard about this. A lot of people knew-", "I'm the leader now and I get to make the decision to cut her, and I want her head."

"Chuan, that's against the Mafia rules." The man on the other side of the call explains. "It's not against the rules if people think that it was defense." It's quiet for a few. "Defense? From a helpless girl?" He asks Chuan, but he doesn't answer, he just puffs on his cigar.

"Does the girl know?" The man on the other side asks, cutting through the silence. "Of course not, do you think her mother knew too? No, and even if she did, she would have never told her. So it works out perfectly, if she doesn't know, it's not like it's against the rules." Chuan explains, trying all he can to change the other Mafia leaders mind about the rules.

"Chuan, I really don't think that's how all this works." Chuan becomes angered. "Listen to me now!" He bangs his fist on the table, making many men jump. "Do you seriously think this little bitch would know how to run a fucken Mafia?! If she took over, the Thailand Mafia would go extinct! We have too many connections to have that happen!" Chuan screams.

"So if you really want to lose all your connections with Thailand, be my guest and protest against what I want. I'm sure you're a reasonable man, and killing a helpless girl won't be so hard." Chuan finally calms down, he takes a big gulp of his wine and takes off his hat before fixing his hair. "You won't have to just reason with me, everyone else will tell you the same. I'm not saying that I agree with you, but I'm saying that there's a possibility that they won't let it happen."

All the men stare at Chuan, was it going to be the end of their clan? Would the men have to be under the command of a young girl? Chuan was not going to give up, he wasn't going to let all this happen. "We need a meeting then." He finally says through all the silence. "Fine." The man on the other side says. "Then it's settled," Chuan says smashing the end of his cigar into a crystal ashtray.

The call ends and everyone is able to breathe again. "I won't let this happen, I plan on staying in power for a long time. Until I'm on my knees and my hands are filled with my own blood." Everyone nods. "Get gifts ready for our visitors, we need them to accept my plan." He announces as he stands up and takes his glass of wine with him to his office, where he makes several phone calls.

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Jacksons POV

"Sehun," I answer surprisingly. "Jackson, I know it's an unexpected call, but I need you to know that Chuan Juntasa is having a meeting with several Mafia leaders. They are discussing the execution of Lalisa." I stare into space, it's happening sooner than later. "They're trying to-" he cuts me off. "Yes, and we need to try as hard as we can to keep her safe. Even if that means going overseas, which will be a huge risk."

"We've been training her," I tell him. "Good, that will be unexpected when she knows how to defend herself.", "Sehun," I call. "Yes?" He answers. "Have you found her father?" I ask. "We know that he's obviously left Thailand, but we're unsure if he's in Vietnam or if he's in the same location as Lalisa." I bite my lip. "What are we going to do if he shows up?" I ask.

"He won't, the safe house is hidden he won't find it. The only worry is that if Chuan asks the Malaysian Mafia leader to search the country, they'll search every speck of it. Then we're in trouble." He explains. "Even leaving on a plane is risky," I say. "I know, then there's a possibility that you have to stay put and fight." I clench my phone tightly.

"Two Mafias at once, there's not enough ammo here for that," I explain. "More than two, Juntasa isn't just meeting up with one Mafia. He's meeting up with several to find out where Lee and Lalisa are at." Sehun tells me. "They know a professional took Lalisa, he just doesn't know that it's us. We have to keep it that way." I nod in agreement though he can't see me, at least I think he can't see me.

"In the meantime, no gun practice. Gunfire will catch a lot of attention, we don't need that for Lalisa's safety. Please be safe, I'll keep you posted. Report to Namjoon immediately and have him tell the team. Make sure Lalisa isn't in the room, once she finds out the truth, she may flip out.", "But she's allowed to know the truth." I rebuttal.

"Fuck! Jackson! Follow orders! Now is not the time to try to be the fucken fortune teller, do as I say and I'll give you the cue as to when you can tell her." He lets out a stressful breath. "She just can't know right now, okay? Keep her busy in the meantime, give her a coloring book or something." I raise an eyebrow. "How old do you think she is?" I ask.

"Just listen to me!" Sehun yells. "Okay! Okay! Fuck! I'll give her a coloring book.", "Jackson! I need you to tell me that you won't tell her! Not stupid shit about the fucken coloring book.", "Oh! Right, right, I won't tell her." I say. "Thank you, for fuck's sake, no wonder why Namjoon complains about having you as a partner." My eyebrows knit. "Stay low, bye." He hangs up the call.

I clinch the phone in my hand and throw my arm down. "They know.. don't they." I then turn and see CL. I nod, "And you know?" I ask. She crosses her arms over her chest. "I do my research before I take a case." She says, she slowly walks up to me. "Have you done research on me?" I ask. "Recently." She shrugs. I raise an eyebrow.

"Oh? Is my past not dark enough for you?" I ask. Her eyes scan my body, the sexual tension is high. I can feel it. I stuff my phone in my pocket and wait for her to approach me. "It's not about that." She says. "Then what's it about?" I ask she's literally inches away from me. "What you think of me." She says. "CL, don't you understand that I care about you?", "Like a teammate." My eyebrows knit.

"Are you teammate zoning me? No, not like a teammate." I say. Her eyes look up into mine. "I'm just scared." She confesses, she never confesses that. Why? Because CL is a cold hard bitch who is never scared. "Why are you scared?" I ask. "Because everyone I love dies." My chest begins to feel funny. "I'm not saying I'm in love with you, you idiot. I'm saying if I did, it wouldn't last long because you'd be dead."

"Wow, that's harsh CL," I say. She shrugs. "You think you can get rid of me that quickly?" I ask. She says nothing. "Come on." I grab her hand. "We have to protect Lalisa, we don't have time for any of this." She explains, but she leans into me. She's confused. "We'll make time," I say before bringing my lips against hers. She kisses me back immediately. I wrap my arms around her, she pulls me against her.

I slowly pull away, kissing her cheek, falling to her neck where I know she's self-conscious about. "Jackson." She whispers, worried. I lift my hand and undo the choker that she always wears. I slowly pull it off and hold it in my hand, I softly kiss her skin. Her hands grip the back of my shirt. She slowly throws her head back, I kiss all over her neck so that not one part of her feels untouched.

I kiss her scar, it makes me wonder if she thinks I find it ugly. "You're perfect to me," I tell her, I want her to know that it's not, she's not, but she says nothing. She just hugs me tight and buries her face in my neck. She deserves to feel love too. "Will you show me?" She asks, we pull our heads back and look at each other. "Show you what?" I ask. "How to love." She whispers. I put her choker in my pocket.

I lightly lift her chin with my thumb, I try to be softer this time. I press my lips against hers again, we're softer with the kiss. She sets a hand on my chest, then we part. "Jackson..." she whispers. I stare at her, waiting for her to say whatever she wants to.

"When it's lights out, come over to my room." She says. My heart starts to pound. She pushes her hand into my pocket and grabs her choker, looking at me as she puts it back on. "So it that a yes or a no?" She laughs. I slowly nod. "I'll be there." I instantly say. She grins, "Okay." She whispers. 

She holds my face and kisses my cheek. She then turns and leaves the room. I blink a couple times, I don't know what to think. I know her plan, intercourse. What if I'm bad? What if I hurt her? That's a big step to take after her past of being raped. I take a deep breath, her perfume still lingering in the air around me. I then snap out of it and also exit the room, I need to tell Namjoon.

When I step out of the room I bump into someone, "Jackson." I hear his voice call me. "Namjoon." I start. "They know," I add. He stares at me, his face is so blank I can't predict anything he might be thinking. "Well, we're just done fucked, aren't we?" He asks under his breath. "Namjoon, it-", "We are going to fight, no matter what. Until I'm out of ammo and I have a bullet in my chest." He says.

"I wasn't planning on giving up," I say. He slightly nods, "That's my partner." I smile. His hand that's on my shoulder, he uses it to smack me upside the head. "What the fuck was that for?" I ask stepping away from him and rubbing my head.

"Don't fuck up with CL tonight." He says, my heart drops. He obviously heard everything. "I won't.", "Remember where everything goes." I shove his shoulder. "I'm not a virgin." I whisper, "Okay good, it's all about her." He explains, of course! That's what I want, I want her to feel like she's on top of the world. "And don't say anything stupid, CL will beat your ass and you know it." I nod.

And for the first time in a few days, I see him smile. "And keep it down." He adds. "You never do with Gummy," I say. "Cause I'm that good." He smirks. "Yeah yeah, whatever. I'm surprised you're always in a bitchy mood, you have more sex than all of us on the team. You should be happy." I explain.

"With my girl, I'm nice. Fuck the rest of you." My eyebrows knit, "Well fuck you too." I spit. As we make our way down the stairs we're shoving each other. I know he's lying, he cares about all of us.

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