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Red Queen ch. 3

rating: M for Mature

genre: mafia au, slow burn

pairing: ot7 x reader

series warnings: Cursing, violence, gore, smut scene in this chapter (blink and you might miss it), y/n is a bad bitch, maybe a dash of angst here and there for flavor

synopsis: You’ve decided to merge with the 7 most powerful mafia bosses in Korea. They don’t know what they’re getting into, and neither do you.

(I haven’t really proofread this, apologies in advance if there are errors or inconsistencies. May have to get some beta readers in the future, if I can keep this up)

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

You wake up early, slight headache from the amount of wine you drank with dinner. An arm is draped lazily over your middle. You groan internally as you push it off you gently before slipping out of bed. You turn to look at the man in your bed. What was his name again? Did it even matter? He’d be gone in a bit and you’d never see him again. No use getting to know him now.

Rubbing your face, you walk into your bathroom closing the door behind you. You look in the mirror and sigh as you survey the red splotches blooming across your chest from your guest’s mouth hours earlier. “Looks like I’ll have to wear a button up today…” you mumble. You walk over and turn on the shower feeling the need to scrub away the smell of sex and cologne off your skin.

After a long, hot shower and making yourself presentable for work, you walked out of the bathroom to find the young man standing in your bedroom, shirt in hand and a sheepish smile on his face. “Oh, good morning…you get up early, huh? Want to grab breakfast?” He walked over as he spoke and placed his hands on your hips, nuzzling into your neck like he was a long-time lover instead of a one-night stand.

You stiffen at his touch and lean back to look into his eyes. “I have to go to work…umm…. you….”

“Minhyuk…” he says as you watch the happiness drain from his face.

“Min, yea, sorry. Look, I want to be clear about this. I had needs last night, and you were able to satisfy them. This was a one-time thing. I appreciate your…skills, and your eagerness, but I don’t want to drag this out. If you want, stop by the diner on the corner and tell them Kris sent you, they’ll hook you up with whatever you want to eat at no charge. Would you like for me to call you a ride home?”

He looked shocked and maybe even a bit angry as he stepped back and put his shirt on. “No, thank you. I can get a cab. I would say see you around but looks like that won’t happen. Glad I could satisfy your…needs...” he spat out the last word as he walked out the door.

You pulled out a skirt, shirt that buttoned up to your neck, and a blazer out of the closet as you dressed for work in silence. Should you feel something for kicking him out like that? Would it be normal to feel bad? It’s been so long since you’ve felt anything that you were beginning to question if you were even human anymore. Emotions get you killed, that’s been your mantra for years. You’ve come too far to fall now.

Stepping out of your bedroom and walking down the hallway, you’re met by your personal bodyguard, Shownu. He’s always quiet, silently surveying your surroundings when you’re out. He’s been with you for several years now and you consider him a close friend. He would do anything for you if you asked. This was an unspoken agreement between you. You meet his eyes as you walk to the door, “Shownu, anything for me this morning?”

“No ma’am. It’s been quiet so far. You have a couple meetings this afternoon and you still need to pick up your dress for the gala.”

“...shit.” you whisper as you stop to put your heels at the door.

“You forgot about the gala, didn’t you?” Shownu’s mouth twitched upwards at the corner for a split second.

“Yes, you know how I hate those things. So many rich pricks walking around bragging about their millions. We both know that most of their money is dirty and they didn’t even lift a finger to make it. I’d rather stay home, order some takeout and watch some movies. It’s been a while since we have done that.” It was sad to say, that he was your closest friend, even if he was always being paid to protect you so he needed to be close to you.

“We haven’t done that since we came to Korea, but this gala is important. There are potential business ventures there, legitimate ones. We both know you need those to keep everything quiet.” He grabs your coat and bag as you both walk out the door.

“You’re right…god, why are you always right? Do I pay you to be like this?” You tease as you slip the coat on that he holds out for you.

“No ma’am, it’s a free service. Plus, who else would you trust with all this?” He nods to the doorman as you both exit the building where your penthouse is located.

“Smug is not a good look on you, Nu. You know you’re my right-hand man, but I’d hate to have to replace you.” You smile as you watch him chuckle.

He holds the door open for you as you step into the car that has been brought around. After closing your door, he slides into the driver seat. “You’d never replace me. I can say that for certain now. You know I’m in this for life. You act like everyone around you is disposable, but we both know it’s not true. You need me as much as I need to keep you safe. You don’t have to say it aloud. Just know that I can see through your walls sometimes.” He glances up in the rearview mirror as you smile looking out the window.

“Whatever you say, Shownu.” Deep down, you know he’s right. You rely on him more than you ever have anyone else. You’d die before you told him how important his friendship was to him. You’d seen so many people get hurt throughout the years because you’d said aloud how much they meant. You were thankful that he knew without having to say a word. If circumstances were different, he would have been a perfect companion for you. Broad shoulders, chiseled features, handsome beyond measure, but to you, he was a friend and confidant.

You arrive at your office earlier than normal so that you can get some figures down and paperwork started before your afternoon meetings. Your heels clicking on the tile floor was the only sound as you made your way to the breakroom to grab a coffee. Hushed voices coming from the breakroom made you slow down. Who else was hear so early?

“WHOA! You’ve got the hots for the boss?!” a voice screeches out. You recognize it immediately as Hoseok. He was always so loud.

You stop at the corner, listening to the conversation between him and another man. Normally you would have just walked right in and paid them no attention, but you find yourself curious. The seven men you’ve recently become partners with were attractive. You’d have to be stupid to not admit that.

It takes you a minute to recognize the other voice as Jin. You can’t help the small smirk that creeps up as you hear him say that you’re powerful and gorgeous. You’re not planning on staying in Korea much longer, a few months more at most. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad to try these guys out. You shake your head at the thought, no, keep it professional. Why are you even entertaining these thoughts? You never had before…

“Oh my god! You had a wet dream about her too?!!” Hoseok’s voice cut through your thoughts. That was new. You hadn’t heard men talk about wet dreams in years, you smiled when you heard the embarrassment in Jin’s voice. It never hurt to have a little fun.

You waited a minute after the conversation died down to slowly walk into the breakroom, heading straight for the coffee machine. “Good morning, Hoseok…. Jin...” You nodded at them, making eye contact with Jin just to watch him drop his head and mumble a greeting before scurrying to his office.

“He okay?” You grab a cup and fill it with coffee before turning towards Hoseok.

“Ah…yea, he said he had a lot of work to get done. New shipments and all that, which reminds me. I have meetings to set up. If you’ll excuse me…” Hoseok bows his head slightly, turning on his heel and leaving just as quickly.

You’re still smiling as you walk into your office, sipping your drink. Shownu has made himself at home on the couch in the corner. “What’s got you in such a good mood? Was that guy that good last night?”

You glare at him as you sit down behind your desk. “You know as well as I do that he was okay. Not memorable. I actually don’t remember much about it…”

“I didn’t hear you much, so I’m guessing he didn’t hit all the right spots.” Shownu said as he scrolled through his phone, knowing the look you were giving him. “There’s no need to glare at me like that, I know when they’re good. I swear the whole building can hear you.”

“Nu, sometimes I think we are way too comfortable with each other. Maybe I should give you some time off so you can take care of yourself.” You wink at him.

“No thank you. I don’t need that right now. Besides, who would you find to take my place? Wonho? You know that he wants to get with you so bad. I don’t think he could think clearly if he were your sole security and I wouldn’t be able to relax knowing you might not be safe. It’s been quiet here, but we both know it could change…” His features hardened at the thought. It had been years ago, but it still crossed his mind. He had lost his best friend; you had lost most of your family and half of your men. That’s the reason you kept everyone at arm’s length. You didn’t mean to get so attached to that man. You were only human, and you believed him when he said he loved you. You just didn’t know that he was a spy planted by a rival to try and tear down your empire, which was a lot smaller back then. That’s when you decided emotions were no longer needed, and you had locked yourself down. A recluse that no one would get close to.

Shownu had worried about you back then. You were wounded, physically and mentally. He’d never seen you go so far. The man that had pretended to love you got the full force of your wrath. He wasn’t sure if he should step in and try to stop you as you flayed him. The man’s screams echoing off the walls of the basement you had him chained in. Your eyes held no emotion as you carefully sliced the skin off, letting it fall onto the floor chunk by chunk. When you had finished with him, you coldly turned to face Shownu, blood dripping off your hands, staining your clothes and smeared on your face. “Drop his body at their door. Attach a note saying “A present from the Red Queen. If you send another, I’ll mail them back piece by piece.” Also, call the cleaners. He made a mess in here…” and you walked away.

Shownu suppressed a shiver as he recalled the look upon your face as you walked out of that room. He knew then that you were a force to be reckoned with. He prayed no one ever crossed you like that again, he didn’t want you to slip back into that. He just hoped you hadn’t lost all humanity. He loved the moments when your mask slid off and you spoke with him as a friend. He was the only one that had gotten close to you after that. He appreciated the nights when it was just you and him sitting on your couch eating popcorn and watching movies, discussing life like normal people.

“Y/N…” Shownu called out as he put his phone in his pocket. “You still need to get that dress for the gala. Also, are you taking a date this time, or you going to be stuck with me again?”

You sighed loudly. “You’re just not going to let that go, are you? Fine…after my last meeting, you can take me to my normal place. I’ll pick something from the rack. As for a date…I think I have someone in mind.”

“Oh? Anyone I know or do I need to do a background check…?” He said, half joking. He always did a check on every man you brought home or went out with. He’d never be able to tell you no when it came to the men you took to your bed, but after you were done with them, he could make the choice of whether they disappeared or not.

“Actually, I’m thinking of asking one of our new business associates. They’re handsome, able bodied young men. I think some of the people going are from the pharmaceutical area, so it might be best if Jin went with me.” You said, flipping through some papers on your desk. You lifted your eyes to meet Shownu’s.

“Really? Please be gentle with him, Y/N. He looks like he could break easily.” He smirked.

“Oh, I’m fully aware of that, but believe me when I say it’s a business thing. I happen to know that if I did want him like that, it wouldn’t be a problem at all.”

After your last meeting of the day, you sort your paperwork and reach for the phone. After a couple rings, it finally gets answered. “Jin? If you’re not busy, I need you…to come to my office.” Your pause was very deliberate as you heard a sharp intake of breath when you stopped after that phrase.

A few seconds later, Jin quietly knocked on your door and entered. “You wanted to see me?”

“Yes, please have a seat. Shownu, could you wait outside?” He nodded and walked silently out of the room, closing the door behind him.

“I’m not sure if you’re aware of the gala this weekend. I am expected to attend as there are several big names in business going to be there. Some you may know, as they are in your specialized field. I’ll cut to the chase; I want you to attend with me. I need a date that I can trust to help secure this business. Do you have a tux, or should I get one for you?”

Jin looked up quickly, locking eyes with you. “You want…ME…to go with you?”

“Yes, like I said, you would be the best fit. We have to put on a show sometimes, right?”

“Umm…y... yea! I’d be honored to go with you. I do have a tux, a couple. Is there a certain color I need?”

“Just stick with basic black. I’m going to find a dress after work, and black goes with anything. Great, that’s settled then.” You looked down at your calendar. “I’ll send a driver to pick you up at 7pm on Friday.”

“Friday night, sure thing. Do you need anything else?” His eyes flit down to your lips for a split second before returning to your eyes.

“No….no…that’s it. You may go now.” You gesture towards the door as you gather your things and follow him out. Shownu is standing beside the door, waiting for you. His eyes follow the man that comes out before you.

“Let’s get this over with, Nu.” You huff as you close your office door.

It was a short drive to the upscale boutique downtown. You had been here several times, usually getting fitted for your business attire. The lady behind the counter rushed to you as soon as you entered. “Back for another suit so soon? We have a new shipment in if you’d like to look”

“Not this time, I’m actually in need of a formal dress. I have an event to go to in a couple days.”

She escorted you to a room lined with gorgeous dresses. So many to choose from. You took your time, looking over each style and color until you settled on a beautiful royal blue gown with a slit in the front that showed a decent amount of leg as you walked. You were thankful that it fit perfectly, having them wrap it up to take home.

“See, that wasn’t so bad…” Shownu began as he saw you come out, dress bag in hand.

“Shh…don’t start…” you glared at him. “Let’s pick up something to eat and go home. I feel like it’s a good night for a movie.”

The movie for the night was a zombie flick. Shownu sat in the floor in front of your couch eating noodles out of a takeout container while you sat behind him, blanket wrapped around your legs eating rice and chicken. In another life, this would be sweet and loving…almost couple-like.

“Nu…do you think I’m capable of feeling love?” you ask suddenly, eyes fixed on the tv.

His head snaps towards you. “What brought this on?”

You sigh, and meet his eyes. “I’ve just been thinking the past couple days about…things. Sometimes I wonder if I’m even capable of feeling anything. Am I human anymore? I want to be able to let someone in…but I just keep remembering what happened last time.” You chuckle softly. “I guess they were right. It IS lonely at the top sometimes. I don’t want to feel this way. I’m strong and independent, but…is that enough?”

Shownu puts his box down and turns to face you. “Since when have you doubted yourself? If you want to love, do it. If you DON’T want to…then don’t. You’re the strongest woman I have ever met, capable of anything. If you want to take a different man to your bed every night, then dispose of them when the sun comes up, that’s your right. Don’t you dare sit there thinking you’re not human because an emotion doesn’t come easily anymore. You have been through so much to get where you are. I have been there with you. I’m honestly surprised you can get out of bed sometimes…”

“Gee, thanks.” You roll your eyes.

“I’m serious. I don’t think anyone else could have handled the things you have and still be standing. I’m saying this as a friend, not an employee. You don’t have to be strong all the time. Again, why has this come up so suddenly?”

“…I’m thinking about staying here a little longer than planned.” You turn your attention back to the zombies on the screen, settling back against the plush cushions.

#red queen bts fic #bts mafia au #bts slow burn #bts fanfic

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Red Queen ch. 2

rating: M for Mature

genre: mafia au, slow burn

pairing: ot7 x reader

series warnings: Cursing, violence, gore, smut scene in this chapter (blink and you might miss it), y/n is a bad bitch, maybe a dash of angst here and there for flavor

synopsis: You’ve decided to merge with the 7 most powerful mafia bosses in Korea. They don’t know what they’re getting into, and neither do you.

Chapter 1

Growing up, Jin had always been considered weak and ugly. His peers constantly told him he was ugly, he would never amount to anything, that he never belonged anywhere. He had grown so used to being put down that he had started to believe those horrible words. He shrank away from others, tried to make himself invisible. That happened for years until he met Namjoon and Yoongi. They treated him like a brother and lifted him out of the darkness. They convinced him that he was better than all those other people, more handsome that all of them combined. He even came up with his nickname, Worldwide Handsome, shortly after that as a joke but it stuck.

Now, he was one of the most powerful mafia bosses in Korea along with his 6 friends. They had worked swiftly and with unparalleled intelligence to take over the most cities. He thought of this fondly as he looked around y/n’s office. They had all been working with you for several months now. Your confidence still made him feel like he needed to hold his breath around you. Ever since your first meeting, he knew you were a force to be reckoned with. You had won them all over, getting them to join with you and your impressive network.

“So, what’s the status on your side, Jin?” You pause, waiting for a response. When met with silence, you glance up from the papers on your desk taking in the faraway look in his eyes as he stared at you. Any other time, you’d think he was checking you out and you might even flush a little under his gorgeous dark eyes, but right now, in the middle of this meeting, you were slightly annoyed. “…Jin? Status?” You spoke louder, and sterner, eyes meeting his.

“Ah, my apologizes, my queen.” The corners of his lips twitch upwards for a second at the way he addresses you. He knows you aren’t thrilled with him calling you that, which makes it a regular occurrence when he’s around. “Everything seems to be moving smoothly. We had new shipments of pharmaceuticals come in yesterday. Our clients seem incredibly pleased with them and orders have increased.”

You nod, scribbling notes into your large logbook. “Excellent. Well, that seems to conclude this meeting now. Everything is going great so far but keep an eye out for any discrepancies or missing product. We tend to let our guard down when things go smoothly, leaving us open for attack. Also…Jin, could I speak to you privately?” Standing, you say your goodbyes to the other 6 men as they file out of your office.

“Jin, what’s going on with you? I’ve noticed you’ve been more…. detached…. lately. If something is bothering you, I’d like for us to address it now. I can’t have people in this organization that do not have their head in the game.” You slowly walk around your desk and lean against the front of it while speaking.

He shook his head. “There’s nothing bothering me. It’s nothing really. I do apologize, my queen. I’ll be more alert.” He says with a smirk.

“…Jin. You do not have to call me queen. Y/N is fine with me.” You sign, crossing your arms across your chest. “We are all partners in this. I’m not completely ruthless, just when I’m pushed.”

He chuckles “I know. I don’t believe you’re as ruthless and heartless as the stories say. I just…ah, never mind.” He suddenly stops talking, looking away.

“You just what? Go on, say it.” You raise an eyebrow, staring down at him.

“I just don’t understand how someone can be as powerful as you, and as…. beautiful…and not have someone at their side. Is this really what this lifestyle has to offer? Loneliness and power?” He drops his head, staring at the floor.

You blink several times, replaying what he just said in your mind to make sure you heard him correctly. Did…. did he just call you beautiful? “It’s not always lonely at the top. It is true that I do not keep a man at my side, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have my needs met. It’s extremely dangerous to have any type of public and serious relationships with the number of enemies I’ve made over the years.” You sigh, looking up at the ceiling. “I usually seek out what I want or need when I desire it. I find that emotions, such as love, can sometimes make us act recklessly. I cannot be reckless, I have too many people depending on me. I also find that it’s best to be very blunt with what I want.”

“You sound a lot like Yoongi. I completely understand your reasoning. I just feel like this whole thing gets a little suffocating sometimes.”

You watch him, emotions flitting across his face as he speaks. Deep down, you feel bad for him. You feel the same for all your associates. Positions of power in this empire makes you a target. One would be a fool to bring in a love interest that could be used against you. Trusting any outsiders is nearly impossible because of people trying to worm their way in to get information.

“It really does…” you whisper, barely audible.

Jin lifts his eyes to your face, wondering if he heard your correctly. He could swear he saw a hint of sadness in your eyes, but as quickly as he saw it, it was gone. Replaced with your dominating stare. He stands slowly. “Thank you again for being concerned for me. It’s nice to have that at times. I will be better for you.” He winks and smiles.

You lean forward and put your hand on his upper arm and smile softly. “Of course, and remember if you need to talk about something, I’m always available. I’m really not as emotionless as you all think.” His eyes widen slightly, a faint blush creeping across his face. “I hear everything.” You wink at him, squeezing his arm slightly before dropping your hand. “It’s okay, I’m used to it.”

The heat on his arm from where your hand had been felt like it was burning his skin. He tried not to focus on it as he nodded and said his goodbyes. The way you spoke and acted always demanded respect. It’d be a lie to say he had never let his mind wander. He wondered what you would look like getting lost in pleasure underneath him. What kind of sounds he could coax from you as your icy exterior slipped away. He wanted to have you screaming his name and begging for more. He rubbed his arm as he walked down the hallway towards the exit. He had a new personal mission. To see you at your most vulnerable and see just how many times he could push you over the edge in ecstasy.

“Oh god…right there…” you moan out, eyes squeezed shut as your head tips back onto the pillow. Jin’s thrusts speed up as he grabs the headboard with one hand, the other grabbing at your breast. A devilish smirk carved onto his handsome face as he rips moan after moan from your throat.

“You like that? I want to hear you screaming my name, Y/N. I want everyone to know who you belong to. Who fucks you better than anyone ever has?” He leans down biting and sucking at your neck, marking you as he sees fit. Your fingers raking down his back, leaving angry red marks.

“JIN…. fuck…Jin!”

“Louder, kitten!” He pounds into you, desperate for your cries. You look amazing arching your back underneath him, biting your lip and clinging to him.

You open your mouth while clenching around him. “It’s time….to wake up….”

He wakes suddenly and sits up. His skin glistening with sweat, breathing heavily. He looks at the clock and sees that it’s only 4am. He groans looking down to see a wet spot on the front of his boxers and his dick straining against the cloth. “Of course, it was a fucking dream…”

He slides out of bed and shuffles to the bathroom to take care of his predicament. “I feel like a damn teenager…” He mumbles as he wraps his hand around his length.

A few hours later, Jin slowly shuffled into their headquarters. He had barely slept because when he shut his eyes all he could see was your face and hear your moans.

“Jinnie! Good morning…wow…you look rough. Long night?” Hoseok greeted him loudly, wagging his brows at the end.

“You have no idea.” He looked up to see the expectant look on his friend’s face. “Not like that…definitely not that fun. Just had a lot on my mind and couldn’t sleep.”

“Hmm…what’s going in that head of yours that is cutting in on your beauty sleep?”

Jin looks around the room, making sure he was alone with Hoseok. “…it’s Y/N.”

Hoseok’s eyes widen and his mouth opens slightly. “Y/N? Did something happen when she asked you to stay back yesterday?”

“No, no, nothing like that. She was nice during our talk. We chatted briefly about some things. She noticed I wasn’t focusing well.” He takes a deep breath. “I just couldn’t tell her…that the reason I couldn’t focus was because of her…”

“Because of her? Is the ice queen getting under your skin?”

“Hobi, she’s not an ice queen. I just wonder what it would be like to be…with…her.” Jin could feel the tips of ears heating up at this confession.

“WHOA! You’ve got the hots for the boss?!” Hoseok says loudly.

Jin quickly slaps his hand over his loud friend’s mouth before glaring at him. “I swear to god, Hobi. If you say one word about this, I’ll skin you alive. Besides…you haven’t thought the same thing? I’m surprised that no one else has felt like this. She’s single, powerful, and gorgeous.” He removes his hand.

“The thought may have crossed my mind from time to time…” a large smile broke out on his face. “But that’s what’s keeping you from sleeping? Being attracted to her?”

“Well…” Jin looks at the floor “I may have had a dream…about her. A very…good...dream…” he coughed and looked up slowly.

Hoseok erupts in laughter. “Oh my god! You had a wet dream about her too?! This is good…this is so good.”

Jin glares at him once again “I’m glad you think so!! I’m not even sure I’m going to be able to look at her the same way…at least for a while…”

#red queen bts fic #bts mafia au #bts slow burn #jin

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Red Queen [is coming!]

Chapter 2 will be dropping today (1/11/21) at 3pm CST. I hope you all enjoy it

Chapter 1

#red queen bts fic #bts mafia au #bts slow burn #bts fanfic #bts

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Red Queen [teaser]

rating: M for Mature

genre: mafia au, slow burn

pairing: ot7 x reader

series warnings: Cursing, violence, sexism, gore, possibility of smut in later chapters, y/n is a bad bitch

synopsis: You’ve decided to merge with the 7 most powerful mafia bosses in Korea. They don’t know what they’re getting into, and neither do you.

((A little teaser for the next chapter))

“You sound a lot like Yoongi. I completely understand your reasoning. I just feel like this whole thing gets a little suffocating sometimes.”

#bts mafia au #bts slow burn #chapter teaser #jin #y/n #red queen bts fic

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Wow...I’m so happy everyone is really enjoying Red Queen. I’ve got another installment done....just gotta do some polishing and finishing touches.

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Red Queen

rating: M for Mature

genre: mafia au, slow burn

pairing: ot7 x reader

series warnings: Cursing, violence, sexism, possibility of smut in later chapters, y/n is a bad bitch

synopsis: You’ve decided to merge with the 7 most powerful mafia bosses in Korea. They don’t know what they’re getting into, and neither do you.

chapter word count: 800+

Chapter 1: Meeting

A/N: Words within the ** are spoken in Korean. (This chapter only, unless specified)

You’re sitting in the upscale conference room, large windows behind you letting in the warm sunshine and providing a view of the beautiful city below. You’re waiting patiently for your guests to arrive, even if they’re 20 minutes late. Besides, all you have is time and money these days being the richest woman in the world. It’s funny though, being the richest person, but no one really knows what you look like. You’ve gone to great lengths to keep your identity hidden, and it’s times like this that you’re thankful for that. Sitting here, with a translator beside you, you’re waiting for 7 of the most successful men in Korea.

Finally, the doors open, and your guests arrive looking like they just stepped off a runway. You stand and smile warmly at them, bowing slightly to each one. You look to your translator and nod.

**Ms. Y/N would like to welcome you. She would like to discuss some business with each of you if you don’t mind. **

They nod and smile slightly. Finally, one of them speaks, looking from the translator to you.

**I’m Namjoon, leader of this group. I’m also fluent in English if it would be easier for her to communicate that way. **

You watch him intently, smiling at his kindness. You shake your head slightly. “That’s okay, I want them to be comfortable. Just speak in whichever language you feel most comfortable with.” After the translator finishes, they all nod and you notice a couple of them whispering amongst themselves,

**…who is this woman? She doesn’t look like she would have anything to offer us in terms of business. Not bad on the eyes though. ** A young man you know to be Taehyung whispers to the man beside him, Jimin.

You had done a lot of research on them, obviously unknown to them. You stare at Taehyung for a split second, a hint of annoyance flitters across your face before you get it under control and go back to a pleasant neutral expression.

“The reason I’ve asked you all here today, is because I’m interested in the empire you have all amassed in a short amount of time. Some would say that it came about too quickly.” You narrow your eyes slightly at the leader.

His eyes dart to his companions while listening to the implications of your words. How could she know that they had become so successful because they were really the top mafia bosses in all of Korea.

**I’m not sure people always say things like that when someone is more successful than them. Not that she would know anything of success. Joon, who is this woman? And why are we even entertaining this right now? ** Yoongi spat out despite the kind smile on his face, and dark eyes staring at the translator giving him a silent sign to omit most of that comment.

**Yah! We are way more powerful than this little…. woman…sitting here. ** Jin whines quietly, looking you up and down.

You smirk and put a hand on the translator’s shoulder and lean over, whispering. He stands abruptly, bows to you and walks out of the room. The 7 men watch this, stunned. Slowly they all turn to face you.

**I wanted to get a feel for what you all thought before I sent him away, best way to get honesty is to feign ignorance, wouldn’t you agree?** You speak firmly, taking in their shocked looks at your fluency. **Now, this little woman has some business to talk about. I’m sure you’ve heard of the Red Queen, leader of the world’s biggest mafia organization spanning across several continents. Well, now you’re in her presence, and I want to have you join forces with me. **

They sit, stunned, staring at you. Yoongi is the first to speak. **Why should we believe you? No one has ever seen the Red Queen. You could be lying. Hell, you could be an undercover cop for all we know. What’s stopping us for killing you right now and calling it a day? **

You smirk and bring up a hand to rest your cheek on. Eyes dropping to their chests, then meeting their confused stares again. You point slightly to them and they drop their eyes and instantly notice the bright red laser beams aiming right at their hearts. **You could try to kill me, and one of you might even succeed. But I assure you that none of you would make it out of this room alive. My snipers have had you in their sights since you sat down. Don’t take it personally, it’s just how these things go. **

**Seems awfully hostile for someone just wanting to talk business…** Jungkook mumbles.

**Oh, every meeting is hostile in our line of work, isn’t it? Now, let’s talk…* you lift your hand and make a fist and the red dots instantly disappear.

#bts mafia au #bts slow burn #please be kind

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