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Find what you'd die for and live for it
Bare footed you walk down the empty halls leading to the room you shared with your king, your god, your lover, the only one who made sure your life had a sense, a sense he master mindedly created to make sure you breathed for him.
The lights of his penthouse are dim and your shadow follows you close behind as you half nakedly stride through the hall, two empty glasses of champagne in one hand and a brand new bottle of champagne in the other.
After rough nights like this Jimin liked to celebrate, he liked to open a new bottle of champagne and share it with you and Taehyung.
The three of you were living in Jimin's hotel room, a gift from his wealthy father.
He had given Jimin a lot of things but this hotel was something he wanted him to personally take care of.
A lot of parties and national events were hosted in this ballroom of this hotel which meant Jimin had a lot of connections, he knew a lot of wealthy and political men and they all did business with him, if only they knew who they were really dealing with.
You reach the mirror hung up on the wall facing the bedroom door and turn to look at yourself.
You tilt your head to the side admiring your figure in your all black lingerie.
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You take a step closer to admire your face, your lips are swollen from all the kissing you had done with Taehyung and Jimin, there are bruises on your neck, shoulders, chest, stomach and thighs.
You smile as you let your finger trace the one on your neck, it was bluish black and even though Taehyung had been placing marks on your body as well you knew this one belonged to Jimin.
That particular part of your neck had his name written all over it, it was the first place he had marked you the first night he had fucked you, and he made it a sort of tradition to mark you there before giving Taehyung the permission to mark you as well.
You look at your eyes, light brown irises staring back at you, your dyed blood red hair sticks out in the darkness of the hallway.
'How can you even look at yourself right now?' a voice says in your head and you smile at your reflection.
