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In the oddly cold spring night, nearing the front of the Park Hotel a loud deep roaring engine could be heard mixing with the striking ground shaking sound of thunder screaming in the night sky above.
The rich guests make their way up the steps leading to the entrance of the hotel, greeting each other with superficial kisses on the cheek and empty hearted firm handshakes, forced laughter and hypocritical compliments soar the air.
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The roaring engine sounds approaches the hotel and screeches across the pavement ground with a halt. Several guests stop and gasp at the sound, looking over their shoulders to get a glimpse at whoever had the courage to come to such an important event with indecent manners.
Jungkook kicks the gear down to steady his motorcycle before planting his dark leather boot on the ground firmly, he unhooks his helmet before removing it from his head.
The wind picks up as dark doe eyes look up to investigate the scene, many women stare and gush at his manly arrival.
Lightning whips the night sky behind Jungkook's tan flesh and pitch black hair. He places his helmet on his motorcycle and throws his left thigh over the machine to stand on his two feet.
He looks up at the sky with curious eyes as he lifts his collar and puts his bow tie together, squints his eyes as lightning dances across the dark sky, gives his collar one extra fix and locks his motorcycle.
He didn't want to come to this event tonight but he felt like he had to keep a strong focus on this Park Jimin.
There was something about him that just ticked Jungkook off and when he wanted to dig in deeper he couldn't find anything suspicious and that intrigued him even more.
Park Jimin was the perfect image of a perfect son, perfect social skills, perfect humanitarian actions, perfect donating habits, he was perfect in hosting parties for the elites of the society, perfect education, perfect family background, perfect business...
