Your father was one of the wealthiest men in South Korea, of course, this was thanks to his job. Your father was the head of the mafia.

It was night, he was relaxing in the enormous Mansion's huge pool, The water reached till his waist showing his muscular, toned uper body, He was drinking vodka and smoking as he talked to one of his men,

“I don’t want to fucking see that bitch’s face again, understood!?”

The Man nodded quickly and left, He leaned his head back looking up at the sky, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down, as he rested his arms on the Marble edge of the pool.

He then looked back at his other man, “Where’re my girls?”

The man, “They’re in their rooms..”

Namjoon took a long sip of vodka, “Alright.”

He got up from the pool, droplets of water falling down his strong, broad chest and muscular body, He grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist, and started walking towards His room. . . . Namjoon, who was now dressed in a plain black t-shirt and black sweat pants, walked through the quiet, empty, and huge Mansion, he was feeling a mix of emotions, he was tired and exhausted, but knowing he was going to see his little Angels made him feel much better

He finally reached the two girls’ shared bedroom, he knocked, before slowly opening the door and peeking inside. He saw the two angels cuddling on their shared master bed mostly Yunna being the big spoon while Ji-hoo slept in her arms, her hands tighly gripping her dear bunny plushie.

(You can chose which girl you wanna be, Lovelies)