Jimin's POV

I look in the mirror and fix my collar. I have to be at the bar by 9:00 and it's already 8:40. Well, I probably shouldn't have spent two hours on my hair but, I must look nice for the customers. I'm not just saying this but, the men that come in are usually delicious. Yes I'm gay and short but, don't hate me cuz you ain't me.

"Alright Jimin, let's get this party started." I say clapping my hands and grabbing my keys. I lock the door and make my way to the bar that's around the corner. I'm in charge of taking orders and making drinks. It's not a lot if you think about it. The only people that come in are men and teenage girls. If you're wondering how old I am, I am 21 years old. Legally old enough to drink and work at a bar.

I make my way down the street and feel eyes on me. Me being the dummy that I am, thinks that it's nothing. Little did I know that something was gonna go wrong. I walk into the bar and smile.

The music is blasting and there are people everywhere grinding on eachother. I make my way threw the sea of bodies and go ever to the bar. Micheal, my best friend, works with me. He's a lot dumber than me, but you gotta love him.

"Hey taehyung." I say and he grins.

Oh boy, what did he do this time?

"Hi Jimin! Guess what this is!" He says and shows me a glass of weird looking, red liquid. I raise an eyebrow.

" What in the world did you do? Why does it look like that?" I ask, making a very disgusted face. His grin grows wider, if that's even possible.

"I mixed every type of alcohol and made one huge shot!" He says, clearly proud of his creation.

"That looks like a huge hangover." I say sarcastically and he pouts.

" Whatever Jimin! I'm just gonna be a little tipsy." He says and before I can stop him he gulps the entire drink down. I'm not dealing with a drunk Taehyung tonight. I refuse to do so. After, he finishes he drops the cup on the countertop and I roll my eyes.

"Jimin, is that you?" He asks and starts touching my face. I slap his hands away.

"You know that we're not allowed to drink this stuff! Do you wanna get us fired?" I scold and he looks at me.

"Oh, don't be such a goody two shoes. Besides, we have to live like we're not going to get another tomorrow." He says, placing his hands on my shoulders. I shoo him off and go to serve some customers. There's a man sitting at the bar who looks to be in his late thirties. Not bad looking either.

I walk over to him and cough to get his attention.

"Hi sir, would you like a drink?" I ask and he looks up at me. Then, out of the corner of my eye, two men in suits walk in and sit down at a table across the club. They're both wearing sunglasses and look straight in my direction. Who wears sunglasses indoors? The entire time Im watching them I completely forget to listen to the customer.

"Um, my apologies sir, can you repeat that?" I say and he nods, seeming to understand.

"It's fine, can I have a shot of tequila please?" He asks and I nod. I go to the back and see Taehyung trying to balance a spoon of his nose.

They don't pay me enough for this.

"Taehyung! Cut it out before someone sees you!" I whisper very loudly and take the spoon away from him. He pouts and I let out an annoyed sigh.

"Hey there mister! I was using that fork!" He says pointing a wiggling finger at me. I huff, clearly exasperated and hold up the spoon.

"This Taehyung, is a spoon and you're gonna get us in trouble if you keep this up! Just stay back here and stay still. Can you do that?" I say dragging him to a stool behind the bar. He salutes at me.

"Aye-aye captain!" He says and I roll my eyes. Now, I have to take care of everything by myself. I grab the man's shot and bring it to him. He thanks me and gulps it down.

For the rest of the evening, I'm stuck taking orders and serving people. Don't ask me how many times that I had to go and stop Taehyung from getting into things. Let's just say that I had a very long night.

By the time it's all over, it's 3 o'clock in the morning. My eyelids are very heavy but, I can still feel the eyes on me. I don't have time for this. I look around the club to see that the two men from before are still here. They're watching me and I feel so small under their intimidating looks. I gulp and run to the back. Something about them makes me terrified.

Why have they been watching me all night? What are they doing here?

Why don't I have their phone numbers yet?

Kidding!

I brush it off and look for Taehyung. He's passed out on the counter and I'm surprised that my boss hasn't fired us yet. I grab my cell phone and call for a taxi. Then, I put one of Taehyung's arms around my shoulders and drag him outside of the club. On my way out I looked for any sign of those two creeps.

They're gone and I shudder. Anyways, I take Tae’s outside and wait for the taxi. It shouldn't take too long since it took me forever to get Taehyung to stand. It's not my fault that I'm smaller than the average 21 year old guy.

Ok maybe it is.

About five minutes later, the taxi pulls up and I place Taehyung in the back seat. I explain to the driver what happened and gave him a 45 dollar tip to get Taehyung home safely. Micheal has a roommate that will hopefully answer the door. He knows that Taehyung can get out of hand sometimes.

After all that, I'm about to pass out from exhaustion and decide to go home. Thankfully, it's not a long walk but, I'm still a little skeptic about walking alone.

Especially this late at night but, it's technically morning. It's still pitch dark outside and I'm getting goosebumps.

Then, I hear footsteps behind me and I quicken my pace. They're still coming but, faster than before. Someone is following me and I don't know what to do! I've only seen this type of thing in the movies!

I just start to run. My heart jumps up into my throat as I run into an alley but, it's a dead end.

You've got to be kidding me.

I turn around to see one of the men from before coming down the alley. He's been chasing me this entire time but, why? I back up into something hard and I look up to see the other man. He wraps and arm around my torso and I begin to struggle. This guy is way bigger than me, meaning that I haven't got a chance.

He places a cloth over my mouth and nose. My eyes go wide and I try to breathe but, inhale a rather, disturbing scent.

Chloroform.

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I wake up later strapped to a chair and I'm pretty sure I'm *****. There's a blindfold around my eyes and something tied around my mouth. I can't talk, see, or move to find out where I am.

I've been kidnapped.

I move and struggle as much as I can. I'm tied down to a chair by my wrists.

I start to cry and move my head around wildly. This is a nightmare! Why would anyone kidnap me!?! I hear someone come inside and shut the door behind them.

This can't be happening! I let the tears fall and my breathing becomes ragged. Someone comes over to me and wipes away my tears. I tense up and try to move away.

"Calm down Jimin, you're mine now." I hear a deep voice say and I whimper.

What's going to happen to me?

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Sorry that it's so short but, there's more to come.

Jimin’s POV

No, I don't want this man touching me! And what does he mean that I'm his? I don't belong to anyone! Why am I even here anyways? I can't even ask him these questions because something tied over my mouth.

I violently shake my head and try again to free myself from this. It's futile.

"It'll be ok Princess. Now, let me see that mouth of yours." The man says and uncovers my mouth. I gasp for air and scream as loud as I can.

"Don't fucking touch me! I don't know who you are! Let me go!" I yell and struggle against the binds. The man sighs and covers my mouth again. I hear him opening something then coming back over to me. He unties my hands from the chair, only to tie them back behind my back. He places me inside of something and slams it shut.

A cage.

What else could possibly happen?

"Until you learn to behave, you'll be treated like the pet that you are." He snarls and I can hear him leaving the room. I scream against the binds but, I know that know one can hear me.

The rope around my wrists are very painful and will probably leave marks. I try to sit up in the cage but, my head hits the top.

This blows.

There's nothing that I can do. I'm vulnerable to this man. Why did I take my life for granted?

I walked right into it though. What idiot walks home alone at night?

Me.

I wonder if this man will kill me.

The thought of dying terrifies me. Who would want to die at such a young age? I didn't even get to experience love and if that man thinks that I'll EVER love him, he has another thing coming. I refuse to obey this man and I will not belong to him.

He's gonna have to kill me first.

I can't believe that he left me in here, *****, with the cold metal bars of the cage freezing my skin.

I curl up in a ball and try to preserve some body heat. The tears have finally stopped and I decide to sleep. Maybe this is all a nightmare, maybe I'll wake up and this will all disappear.

That's my last thought before I close my eyes, behind the blindfold and let sleep take over to get rid of this.

This nightmare.

.... A Few Hours Later ....

"Wake up pet." The man from before says and bangs on the cage that I'm in. I jerk awake and move around in fear. This man will hurt me. I can sense it in his voice, it's stern and dominating. I shuffle back as far as I can in the cage, not caring about the coldness of the bars.

'Don't let him touch you Jimin....' I think over and over again in my head. I've already lost my dignity, I don't need to lose anything else.

He opens up the cage and drags me out by my feet against the carpeted ground, causing rug burns. I contort my face in pain. He knows that he is doing harm to me. Probably because I disobeyed him earlier, not like I care. He can hurt me all he wants, I will not give in to this man.

"You'll learn your place here soon enough Jimin. I do not like it when my things disobey me." He says putting more emphasis on the word My. I shudder at his harsh tone. I'm not anyone's and he needs to except that. But maybe if I'm good for him, he'll let me go. It's worth a shot.

He pulls me up to my feet and I yelp. Why must he be so rough?

He grabs me roughly by my shoulders and pulls me closer to him.

My breathing becoming rapid as our chests touch. Why does this man have such an effect on me? One minute, I'm terrified of him and the next, I'm trying to control myself.

His chest is so broad and tough. I can tell that this man is taller than me because I can hear his heartbeat against my ear. My heartbeat increases and I can feel my face flush. I've never been this close to any man before, especially if I haven't seen what he looks like. He could be an ugly, old guy or a handsome, young guy. I'm praying for the second one.

I don't think this is a hug though because his hands are still on my shoulders. He just wants to see my reaction. This guy is clever, very clever. I wish I could see his face, just once would be enough for me.

"See how gentle I can be if you just listened? Now, I'm gonna give you two options. Either I take off the blindfold or I take off the one around your mouth. Now, nod once for your eyes or nod twice for the chance to say something." He explains and I think for a second.

So I nod.

He gently takes off the blindfold and I open my eyes. It takes a second for them to adjust but, they do eventually. The first thing I see is him.

Oh my god.

He has wispy brown hair and it's to dark in here to see his eye color. Did I mention that he's not wearing a shirt?!? He has tattoos all over one arm and a little on his chest. This man looks like a god. He has abs and a firm v line with, biceps that could crack walnuts.

I have a dirty mind.

Overall, I'm glad that I chose my eyes.

He's also wearing black jeans and combat boots. His jeans hanging low enough to see the top of his boxers. My face flushes as I realize that I'm still *****. Has he already looked down there? I hope not. He also has light stubble on his face which, makes him look even more manlier. I'm pretty sure he's twice my size. (Not that way, nasty.)

"I take it that you like what you see?" He asks, smirking. My face flushes and I turn away. This man will not toy with my emotions. He kidnapped me and took me away from where I belong. Who does he think he is anyway? I don't even know his name!

His hands touch the sides of my face and he turns me to look back at him. He's giving me another stern look. What did I do this time?

"Answer me when I ask you a question Jimin." He growls and brings me closer to his face. I can hear my heartbeat in my ears and I become lightheaded.

What question am I suppose to answer? I just nod my head, hoping that he'll stop this wonderful torture to my heart. I won't be able to keep myself in control much longer.

" I know that you wouldn't want to be punished twice already. Now, I suggest you obey and listen to me." He says and my eyes grow in fear. He's talking to me like a child and I don't like it.

"Anyways, I had my men kidnap you because honestly, I thought that you were adorable. So, I decided that you would be mine. Simple, you'll give everything to me. Your heart and mind. I'll control you in every way. I know that it doesn't seem fair but, that's how life is. I always get what I want Jimin and there is nothing that anyone can do about it." He tells me looking into my eyes the whole time.

This man wants me, for everything I have. I won't be able to do anything that I want. He wants my mind and heart but, I won't give it to him. No one controls me but, me.

" You don't want to know what happens if you disobey me Jimin but, you'll learn eventually. I saw your reaction when I said that. You're very easy to read." He explains and I glare at the floor. Of course he can see right through me. He can do whatever he wants. I wish that I could ask him somethings.

He takes the cloth from around my mouth and I inhale. You don't know how nice it is to breathe in air through your mouth. Well, after a long time it gets hard to breathe through your nose. Nevermind...

"Anything you want to add?" He says and I look up at him. His face mesmerizes me as I take care to look at every inch. From his stubble to his deep, dark eyes. They look so captivating and dangerous. I shudder at them but, I do have questions. Many questions.

"Who are you?" I ask, my voice hoarse from not using it in so long. I also didn't sound as confident as I normally would. He smirks and chuckles a little.

"Call me Daddy...." He whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"What?"

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Jimin's POV

"What?" I ask, my face heating up at the name. Really? He wants me to call him Daddy? That's so embarrassing and it makes my face flush.

"I don't like repeating myself Jimin..." He says still hovering above my ear. I shudder with excitement and bite my lip to suppress a moan.

"Are you going to kill me?" I ask my voice filled with fear. I have no idea what his response will be. He sighs and looks me in the eyes.

"Jimin, people either die young or live forever but remember this, you only live once." He explains and I look at him confused. That didn't even answer my question.

"Besides, why would I kill you if I went through so much to get you?" He asks and unties my hands. I honestly don't want to be here but, he's very sexy.

Did I just think that?

"Are you ready for bed?" He asks and I look at him. I'm surprised that he's treating me like an actual person. Most times, when someone kidnaps you they take away your rights.

"I'm treating you like a normal person because I want to gain your trust. Again, you're very easy to read." He says and I pout.

How can this man read minds?!? Now he'll know all of my dirty thoughts.

Ugh.

I nod my head. Yes, I'm very tired even though I've slept all day. That reminds me, is it day or night? I don't even know how long I was knocked out when they you know.....took me. Maybe all of this happened for a reason, maybe there is some point in doing all of this.

"Let's go to the bedroom." He says, while throwing me over his shoulder, causing a squeak to escape my lips. This man is actually touching me, without causing pain.

I look around the room that I've been in since I've gotten here. The room has dark walls with no windows at all. It a also has a bed and a chair in the center, along with the cage in the corner. Then, there is some extra rope in the other corner. What was he planning on doing with that? The thought makes me shiver.

He goes through a door and wraps an arm around my waist. The tips of my ears burn and I grow hot.

We go inside of a room and I gasp. My mouth hangs open as I take it all in. The room has a big kingsize bed in the center, with a tv hanging on the wall. There is also three doors, not including the one that we just came out of. I'm guessing that one is a closet, one is a bathroom, and the last one leads to wherever else this place goes. Are we in a house? Are we still in New York?

He, (Still refusing to call him Daddy.) places me on the bed. Then, he takes off his boots and pants. I turn away, with my cheeks flushed, to give him some privacy as he undresses. I look at the pillows and notice something sticking out from underneath them. My curiosity takes over as I lift the pillow up to see something that sends chills down my spine.

A pistol.

My eyes bulge put of my head as I jump off the bed. What does he have a gun under there for?!? How dangerous is this guy?

He looks at me and raises an eyebrow. Then, he looks at the bed and shakes his head while chuckling.

He walks over to the bed and grabs the gun. The whole time I watch him, I get more nervous. Is he gonna shoot me with that? That's one of the worst ways to die.

He lifts it up and looks at me.

"You're scared of this?" He asks pointing at it. I nod my head while crawling back. Who wouldn't be scared of a gun?!?

He takes the gun and puts it under the bed. I stare at him dumbfounded. Why didn't he shoot me?

God must be on my side today,

"Out of sight, out of mind." He says coming over to me and lifting me off the floor again.

No way.

This man is dangerous! Who keeps guns under their pillows?!? I tense up in his arms. He lets out a sigh.

"Let's just get some sleep." He says and I realize something.

I'm still in my birthday suit!

"Can I have some clothes please?" I ask looking up at him. He smirks and I know that something's up.

"Say it." He says and I blush. No he can't make me say that. I would rather die than have to say that.

Anything but that.

"Please..." I say hesitating at the last part. I will not call this man that.

"Say it." He says. I shut my eyes and let out a shaky sigh.

"Please Daddy?..." I say barely loud enough for him to hear me but, I pray that he did.

I open one eye to see him smiling at me. All I asked for was some clothes, don't understand why that was so hard.

"That wasn't so hard was it? Yes, you can wear something of mine. Get under the blanket while I go get it." He says while laying me back on the bed. I nod my head, face still hot from calling him that. That is the one and only time that I will call him that. EVER.

I get under the huge comforter and check under the rest of the pillows for guns. Just to be safe. I don't get it. Why would he have a gun under there in the first place? What would he possibly have need it for ? How dangerous is this guy?

What will he do to me?

He comes back with a t-shirt in his hands and crawls in bed with me.

"Here, lift your arms up." He tells me and I obey. Not wanting to anger him.

He slips the t-shirt on me and I thank him. Maybe if I'm good then he'll keep treating me with kindness. I don't want to get on his bad side for the second time since I've been here.

He grabs my arms and pulls me into his chest as we lay down. He pulls the blanket over us and claps. The lights turn off and I instantly get scared. I've always been afraid if the dark, ever since I was little. I move further into his chest and hide my face in it.

Right now I don't care if he's dangerous, I'm more afraid of the dark than him.

I'm not a baby! Yeah, I know you said it.

He chuckles and wraps his arms tighter around me.

"I'll protect you." He says and that's the last thing I hear before I shut my eyes. Then, sleep takes over.

Jeongguk's POV ( The Mafia Boss)

I look down at Jimin and sigh. Someday he'll understand why I took him and I can't wait until that day comes. He's just so adorable that I couldn't help myself. I hope he doesn't turn me all soft.

I'm not supposed to be soft. I'm supposed to be a stone cold killer and that's what I am. I just don't show it around Jimin, not wanting to scare him. Tomorrow I have a lot of things to explain to him. Like how he was knocked out for a full day when I kidnapped him. Or like how that we aren't in New York anymore.

I took him out all the way to Brazil. He'll have to live with it though because I'm the one in charge here.

And I always get what I want with no one to tell me otherwise.

That's my last thought before I let sleep take over me as well.

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