So as some have seen I have been away for 3 months, I would like to explain why. Previously to this I had been diagnosed with ADHD and my mental health plummeted, as well as my dog passing away. Following these months my medication was pushed back and I found out I needed heart surgery. So a lot has been happening to me to cause a very stressed very unmotivated writer; right now the most enjoyable story for me is Complete Opposites but I will try my best to continue working on this book.

'Where we headed?' The boys let go of each others hands as they individually pull up their text messages. Each member adorns a similar expression, forehead wrinkled and lips down turned, they knew the location well, and it shocked them.

'It's an older families mansion, just outside the city, they're well-known,' Yoongi breathes out, 'powerful,' he grumbles out, 'wealthy.' He stares angrily at the address of on his phone, he still didn't understand the true motivation to this night but it was obvious to try and keep all the idols and the famous, in-line. But tonight was one of the many nights other celebrities would have to face, the wealthy and the powerful most CEOs, land owners and businesses that ran Korea, not to the public eye at least. To many it was standard but behind closed doors, it was very different, it was the tip of the iceberg except the power only seemed to increase the further you descend into the murky cold waters.

'Can you send me the address, I need to try and find the blueprint plus any other information that may be useful,' I get a message from Yoongi and nod my head thanking him, pulling out the address I see that it is four floors, a large basement room divided into sub rooms and a bunker, no doubt gambling and other activities that would want to be hidden, evident by the thick, bomb proof walls. The first floor is widely open, a large foyer and floor space leading to the grand stairs. Off to the side is a large kitchen and a backyard greenery out the back, the ball was most likely being held here. The next two floors was either lounging areas, bedrooms or other living quarters. To the measurements, the planning and design it could only be described as modern, the product of many infamous architects.

Scrolling through the information I could not find a security room, which concerned me, it was likely to be in the un-named basement floors. My eyes widen as I come across a filtered link, shown for no less than a second on my screen, a deep breathe leaves me, I think we may be okay.

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Stepping up to the door the boys greeting security as a cold breeze hugs my dress, the driveway was littered with cars, butlers, men in tuxedos and women in ball gowns, many now just arriving to the mansion, observing many of the ladies dresses I could tell that I stood out like a sore thumb, so much so that the girls behind me began commenting on my dress, negatively.

'Who is she and what is that dress?' One asks the other.

'I don't think she will even get in,' Another says I casually look over my shoulder to see her sneering at me, a disgusted look in their eyes, 'I think her appa might be a famous western business men, most likely going to get married off,' She scoffs fluffing out her skirt.

'Are you okay CJ?' Hoseok looks back to me the outside breeze sweeps his hair to the side giving him a romance movie effect, the two women gasp, BTS were standing in front of me let alone that I had been acknowledged by one of the members of BTS.

Smiling sweetly I play innocent, 'Of course Oppa, I'm always good when I am with you,' he coughs and Taehyung looks back with a shocked look, the front security ushering Taehyung to hurry and show his invitation. I laughed at the surrounding reactions, I could swear one of the girls nearly fainted. Walking up to the security I show him my invitation a big plus one stamped onto it.

'You're one of BTS' plus one's?' He looks me up and down as I fiddle with my dress, straightening it against the breeze.

'Yes,' He ushers me in hesitantly, ignoring the security and looks as I entered the build I gasp in awe, white marble littered the floor with a golden decadent within the foyer, pillars support an overhanging balcony already lined with guests holding what I could only assume as very expensive wine. Seeing the boys expressions of anger and annoyance I could conclude that these were the hosts of the luxurious ball. Walking into what was not the foyer but a ballroom I notice many different idol groups; GOT7, EXO, Seventeen, Red Velvet, Twice and Gfriend. Other politicians and higher up business executives form groups together, no one really mingling as of yet. A wolf whistle alerts me to a group walking over to Bangtan, I recognise them as EXO.

'Well, well, well, what beauty do we have here?' Kai offers his hand out bowing slightly. Pulling back slightly I don't miss his coy expression on his face

'Our assistant,' Namjoon replies coldly. Kai straightens himself as the rest of the members turn to each other.

'Assistant, that lil thing,' Lay smirks at me, Bangtan straighten up almost puffing their chests out like a territorial animal, 'She is much too delicate to be running around doing your bidding', huffing, my pride hurt, I step forward ready to give him a piece of my mind I am quickly stopped by Jungkook's muscular arm securing me to his waist, 'Come on let the kitten play,' Lay antagonizes me, I shake my head confused by EXO's actions I thought they were all friends but if I had learned anything from tonight it was that I know little to nothing.

'She is quite strong mentally and physically,' Some members agree eyeing my exposed leg, 'Due to the current situation we are in would you mind not tormenting her, for everyone's sake,' Seokjin says sternly his voice being deeper than his usual playful self and eyes piercing into each of EXOs. Jungkook turns us away bending down to whisper into my ear, the two groups make small talk, frenemies perhaps.

'We should of warned, any foul play could lead any one of us and our connections into bad water, we must be on our very best behavior, even if it means biting our tongue, be prepared this will happen throughout the night,' He straightens back up before offering his arm which I gladly accept.

'Now if you excuse us,' Taehyung leads the group away and walk towards what I would guess is to be Bighit and Bangtan's clique. The floor is now crowded with more people and space becomes tight, many eyes meet mine as they examine my new face and western dress, many eyeing the slit that travelled up my leg.

'Who's this? A harlot?,' I turn to a face I don't quite recognise ready to give him a piece of my mind.

'She could snap your neck in half Supreme,' Jimin grits out, annoyed from the previous experience, the last thing he needed was someone from the same company making snarky comments to the wildfire that was me. Furrowing my brow, I thought, why the fuck would supreme boi be here? Shaking it off I see everyone looking to the top of the balcony.

'What's the point of me even tapping the glass if you're already looking at me,' The crowd gives off a fake laugh, everyone almost terrified of the man in front of them. I gasp, the president of South Korea, but even he is nervous, a bead of sweat falling down the side of his neck. Who was really running this show? I killed my curiosity quickly reminding myself that I was here to protect Bangtan. 'Thank you all for coming to this annual event and I please ask you to have fun tonight,' Straining his voice he looks around the room nervously, 'I think we can all agree that we know the purpose of tonight and to all behave our best, watch your liquor and food is by the kitchen,' He leaves no room for questions turning sharply from the balcony. A shiver crawls up my spine, I was anxious and something in my gut told me to be careful.

Turning back to one and another Namjoon quickly pulls his hair back from his ear, 'Do you all have your ear pieces?' we all nod our heads collectively, 'Okay then let's get this shit show on the road,' Namjoon claps his hands together, they give each other a look before dispersing the maknaes heading in a similar direction, my eyes follow Namjoon, he looks back before turning down a corridor, breathing out I fiddle with some lace on my sleeves unsure of what to do. Security. Bringing up my phone discreetly I see that the basement is in the direction in which Namjoon had just headed. Something did not settle well within me. Cautiously I walked through the crowd into the corridor, a small spiral case led down the stairs my heels clicking on every step. Following the floor plan, I estimate that the security would be the smallest room down the corridor, walking sternly to the room, I am surprised to see it unguarded. Were people really this scared that security did not have to watch cameras, quickly inserting my USB I wait for it to connect to the system, standing back I had not noticed the figure behind me.

'What are you doing in here?' I go to run but he roughly grabs my arm, trekking me down the hall and throwing me into a room, gaining my composure I am surprised with a poker table and a server, 'Sorry boss, I had just found this one in security.' Namjoon looks up from his card his eyes widening in surprise before turning to the head of security, what had I just gotten myself into.

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